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Tank

Imagine going on a peaceful nighttime stroll with your boyfriend, Tank😌

Your window shatters into pieces, awaking you with a scream.

Hurriedly, you gather your blanket up to your chin and turn your bedside lamp on only to see a brick laying amongst the glass shards.

Was that Barold again?? You angrily get up from your bed and grab the brick, fully intending to throw it as hard as you could against the bear's face.

When you approach your window, however, it isn't Barold standing below.

Your boyfriend Tank waves at you as soon as he sees you.

"Tank, it's two in the morning!" You yell before waving the brick at him. "Why did you break my window?! You could've knocked!"

Ignoring your second remark entirely, Tank puffs his chest out.

"Sleep is for the weak, Y/N!" He yells back. "And I know you're not weak! I don't date weaklings."

You throw the brick down into the grass below, where it narrowly misses one of your flowers.

"I don't care," You say bitterly, your fatigue prompting you to yawn. "t's still too early for...what the fuck are you doing here, anyways?"

You watch Tank for a moment before he averts his gaze.

"We've been together for nearly a year, right?" He asks you instead.

You don't remember.

"Well," he continues. "I was talking to my bro Jitters, and he said he thought you were finally ready."

Jitters. You narrow your eyes at the name.

Any villager that dares leave you is dead to you. How dare Tank bring up that crack snorting piece of-

Interrupting your furious thoughts, Tank suddenly jumps in excitement.

"And I agree with him!" He yells again, before settling down and walking away. Over his shoulder, he calls, "So, put on some clothes, and come join me outside!"

You were already dressed. You never took your clothes off. You never questioned it.

You weren't going to be able to sleep at all after this rude awakening. With an eye roll, you slip out of your window and meet Tank outside because what else can you do?

"You're paying for my window." You mumble before he can say anything, and without another word, the pair of you set off.

You glance back at your broken window and hope desperately that Punchy won't be on one of his nightly robberies again. That open window was an invitation for anyone with ill intentions to ransack your house of the little valuables you managed to afford despite your devastating debt.

After another minute, Tank pauses in front of a disgusting house, and you run into him. 

Peering over his shoulder, you feel your anger rising again. 

"What are we doing outside of Puddles' house?" You snarl, your hatred for the frog spiking. What was Tank playing at tonight? Was he trying to get under your skin intentionally?!

"Y/N, there's only one way to know if you're the clown for me." Tank says, and before you can register the usage of the word clown, Tank slips behind you and whispers,"You're going to break into Puddles' house and steal the heaviest thing you can find."

"What?? Why would I?" You demand, whirling around to glare at Tank, only to find that he's gone to hide behind a tree. 

Defeated, you spit, "She doesn't have anything worth stealing."