"Shall we then?" Those words echoed in Gargamel's ears throughout the first few minutes inside the coffee establishment. They were so simple, so innocent, yet they carried such a seductive air about them. Even from the first moment inside, Gargamel could feel the peering of his, well, peers burying into him. His favorite Barista, a blonde named Wendy, leaned over to her coworker and whispered to them.
"Hey Gargamel, what'll it be for you and your friends?" she spoke, a bit of a tease in her voice. Gargamel started to order his usual, a venti vanilla frappe, but realized he didn't want to seem bland in front of his suitors. He enjoyed most of the menu anyways, so he figured he'd be a bit adventurous today.
"Surprise me, Wendy," he squeaked, a bit less confident than he had hoped. Her eyebrow shot up, and she had a smirk plastered on her face, and Gargamel swears he heard a snort or laugh. He stepped to the side after paying an average amount, making it less than likely he'd guess his drink, which had him worried. While he was thinking about these things, he over heard Robbie's order to be the simple venti vanilla frappe he had wanted. Waluigi, however, ordered the shop out of their ten chocolate croissants, and nothing else. Overall, sans ordering, the trip was fairly normal, Wendy had given him his usual just so he would match Robbie, and even left a little winky face by their names. It wasn't until they were leaving did things start to escalate. It was around 6pm, and since it was winter, it was already dark when Gargamel and company were walking down the street towards his apartment complex. Tonight would be an exciting ride.
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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...
