Prompt Me

Do You Wanna Strip A Snowman?

Author's Note: Hey guys, happy Friday! Here's part two of the request from jaketaybunny! Hope you all enjoy! Also, has anyone watched the Age of Ultron trailer yet? It's amazing!

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans or the stupidity of other people

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There were a lot of things Christian hated about working at the local Walmart; the amount of hours he was forced to work, the pay, the flawed air conditioning- the list could go on forever.

Tonight, however, was particularly horrible. He was supposed to be on a date with his girlfriend Anna, but, no he was stuck here at work.

His boss, Wayne, or as he is referred to around the store, Wayne: the legendary pain in the ass; had forced him into working Hans' shift at work after Hans went home sick. Everyone knew Hans wasn't actually ill, and was just faking it, but Wayne liked to play favorites.

And that's not even the worst part! Now, he had to deal with the biggest load of idiots the world has ever seen.

And these two might be the worst.

Christian sighed, "Sir, please put your clothes on."

Crossing his arms, he said, "Covering your crotch with Oprah magazine is not getting dressed."

Looking over at the other man, who was green, he continued.

"Sir please don't cover your genitalia with our display phones."

The man gasped, and pointing his eyes he said, "My eyes are up here, you heathen!"

Christian sighed. Out of all the possible assholes who could've walked in tonight, it had to be these two.

And then it got worse.

An overly cheery voice rang behind him, "Hi, Christian!"

Oh shit.

Covering his face with his large hands he groaned, "Olaf, what are you doing here?"

The short man smiled up at him. "I wanted to see what you were up to- woah, are they naked?"

The green one turned and posed. "You like?" He asked, showing off his scrawny body even more.

Olaf looked him up and down. Shrugging, he said, "Yeah, sure. Can I join?"

The two men agreed and Olaf began to strip. In the middle of Walmart.

Throwing his clothes over Christian's head, he sighed happily. Olaf always had a thing for being naked.

The spikey-haired man crouched down and said, "Wanna help us settle a little competition we got going on?"

Olaf happily agreed, and the two explained the rules. Once they were sure Olaf was caught up, they ran down the aisle to another part of the store, screaming trash talk, and knocking things off of shelves.

Christian covered his face with his hands and sunk down to the ground.

It was going to be a long night.

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Author's Note: Aww poor Christian.

:( Okay, next chapter we'll finally let the games begin! Oh, and if you were wondering they were naked because when the Olympics first started the men competed naked. Thanks for reading, see you next time!

~TwelvePercent