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Judge Roberta Field eyed the next case on the docket balefully. She’d known it was coming. As soon as she’d seen it appear in her schedule she’d cursed and debated “breaking a leg”, since it had been too late to have another baby as a way out. She’d convinced herself that was too extreme, however, and lulled herself into a false sense of security that she must be misremembering and it wouldn’t be that bad. So she’d decided to keep working and let it happen. And now it was here.
The Bouchard-Lukas divorce.
Again.
It had been three years since the last one, which had to be a new record.
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Elias and Peter are divorcing again. In trying to decide the division of their marital property, they need some witnesses to assist their respective cases. This is unfortunate for Jon and Martin, who would really rather be elsewhere.
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22 Jan 2026
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A Loving Feeling by springlucked (bowekatan)
Fandoms: Dayshift at Freddy's (Video Games)
07 May 2024
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Dave appeared over his shoulder. He squinted at the fine lettering in the document. “The fuck kinda last name’s Kennedy?”
“Dave. You idiot. Focus. This is a goddamn… a certificate of—“
“—Like the President, Kennedy–?”
“—Marriage! We’re married!” Jack dragged a hand through his hair, feeling that headache coming on.
It was a marriage certificate, all right. Dated from last night, from a chapel right on the Las Vegas Strip. On the paper, both of their names were sloppily handwritten on the respective lines in a drunken attempt at a signature.
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Jack and Dave drunkenly get married in Vegas. Too bad neither of them remember it the following morning.
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13 Jan 2026
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Jack thought for a surprisingly short while before an idea came to him. A plan.
He got off the bed, walked to face the television, positioned himself in front of it, and punched it with all his strength.
The cheap screen shattered the instant his fist made contact. Brushing off the debris from his shirt, Jack, ignoring the pain in his fist, walked over to the hotel telephone. He dialed a number and waited as it rang.
“Dave? Yeah, it’s me. Think my TV’s broken. Uh-huh, pretty sure. No, yeah, I tried the remote. Yup. Well. In any case, I’m bored. Can I stop by?”
In which Jack hatches a plan to get him and Dave to share a hotel room in Vegas.
Or,
That Thursday Night in Vegas.
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- Part 2 of But In The Evening
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11 Jan 2026
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Jack groaned and threw his hands out in exasperation. “Did you hire this guy just to piss me off or something? Is this about last week's token incident? Because I swear it wa—"
“—First of all, not everything’s about you,” Steven butted in, shutting Jack up. “And second, you could use the help— I could use the help.”
And before Jack could even get a word in edgewise, Steven rattled off, “You’re always talking to yourself, the kids don’t like your attitude, and you don’t even know our token to dollar exchange rate.”
Jack didn’t see his point. “So?”
Steven did not dignify him with a response. “His name’s Dave. Dave Miller. And he’s coming in later today, so be nice.”
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Jack Kennedy finds himself reluctantly holding a soft spot for his weird, new, purple coworker.
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06 Jan 2026
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Hit me with your Sweet Love, Steal me with a Kiss by TheLivingTrashcan56
Fandoms: Five Nights at Freddy's (Movie 2023), Five Nights at Freddy's 2 (Movie 2025)
29 Dec 2025
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Mike drives himself and Abby to a motel, Jeremiah tries to bring Michael to jail but oh no! Fazfest has left the police station empty, so Jeremiah brings Michael home with him. A sequence of events leads to Vanessa being saved, sibling relationships healed, Charlie being put to rest, and awesome sauce JereMichael.
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"Where do you think you're going, jackass."
Dazed, his blurred vision focuses on the unit of a man above him, the man who’d wiped him out like it was nothing. A blush rises faster than he can realize it, ‘God please snap me like a toothpick-’ the thought hits him like a bus, briefly leaving no room for any other. ‘WHAT.’
‘Do I have a concussion?’
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02 Jan 2026