It was early morning, and Gargamel was nervous. Papa Smurf told him online dating might serve him well after his Naughties plan had failed. He lost the will to continue hunting the smurfs, and with the advent of technology, he had no need for his magic. Earlier that week he downloaded an 'app' called Grindr, meant for meeting other men who fancy men themselves. He had matched with a handsome stud named Robbie Rotten, and after a few days of chatting, they decided to meet up for a coffe date. Gargamel was a regular at the local Starbucks, and they knew him well, so he knew there would be some teasing from the baristas about his date. He waited outside nervously, sporting a magenta turtle neck with a spot in the middle of his chest to show his assets off. He adjusted the boob window meekly, making sure to check his breath before Robbie arrived. When he looked up, he noticed the signature hair of his datemate bobbing in the crowd of people walking past. He could never adjust to life in the big city, but he was managing nonetheless. When Robbie came into view, he had linked arms with another lanky purple man, this one with a thin mustache spanning most of his face outward. The inverted L on his deep purple hat made Gargamel question his name silently, but he kept it inside.
"Well good morning there handsome," Robbie spoke, his voice musky and exciting. Gargamel shivered in his dark skinnies, a light blush running across his face.
"This is my partner, I hope that it's fine I brought him."
"Hi, I'm-a Wah-luigi," the mustached man spoke, his accent like throwing a piece of garlic against a wall and spanking it till it recited Shakespeare's Hamlet with perfect wording. Something about him was offputing.
"I wasn't aware you were spoken for," the disappointment apparent in Gargamel's voice.
"We're polyamorus, so it's fine. We've been thinking about a third for some time," Robbie said, matter of factly, "You seem like you'd be a good fit, if you'd like to get to know us." The whole concept of relationships was knew to Gargamel, so he supposed he was open to anything. He nodded, unsure of himself. Robbie moved to the door of the Starbucks and held open the door.
"Shall we then?
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Purple Skin (An OT3 Story)
FanfictionGargamel had never been on Grindr before, and he was excited to try. His first match was a fairly attractive tall, skinny, black haired purple man, much like himself, named Robbie. Wah-t he didn't expect was a third party. How will this fair for the...
