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Miracle walked into the donut shop, he was hoping to get something to snack on after the crazy adventure he had and also needed fuel to catch that hermaphrodite who stole his lucky lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel.
He was greeted by the man behind the counter... Not really greeted, more yelled at before Miracle could utter any words.
"YEAHHHH WHATDYA WAAAAANT!" The man practically yelled, eye twitching slightly, jeez...
"Do you got any glazed donuts?" Miracle asked
"NAWWW WE'RE OUTTA GLAZED DONUTS!" Miracle could've sworn he was louder this time...
"Do you got any jelly donuts?"
"NAWWW WE'RE OUTTA JELLY DONUTS!"
"Do you got any cinnamon rolls?"
"NAWWWW WE'RE OUTTA CINNAMON ROLLS!" What could this guy possibly have?!
"Well... In that case... What DO you have?"
"... What you're gonna gonna get is my foot up your ass!"
"E... Excuse me???"
"You heard me, I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS IF YOU KEEP ASKIN'!"
The man paused before clearing his throat, tone becoming more normal. "... Sorry... I guess I'm just... A bit drained today..."
"Nah it's... It's alright, I get it..." Miracle replied. "... Do you have anything?"
"No we're uhh... All out of stock... What we do got is uhh..." He went under the counter, looking for whatever... He came back with a box that was moving around and making growling noises. "All we got right now is this box of one dozen starving crazed weasels..."
... Why would he need weasels..? I mean its better than nothing...
"... Ok, I'll take that." He took out a $20 bill and picked up the box of weasels.
The man walked behind the counter... It didn't take long before he heard pained screams.
He peeked out and saw Miracle with the weasels on his face... What an idiot...
He grabbed the nearest broom and walked out of the break room, wacking the weasels off.
"Hold still..." That was kinda difficult for Miracle to do when he's getting bitten and hit but he tried to stay still.
When the weasels were finally gone, the man sighed. "Jeez... Hold on..." He left and came back with first aid in hand. He started to patch him up, Miracle wincing slightly.
"Does that feel any better?" Miracle nodded slightly in response, the man sighed. "Why did you even buy those things?"
"I... Don't know... Why did I buy them?"
The man facepalmed, God, he wanted to hit him...
"You might wanna visit a hospital or somethin'... For the bites..."
There was silence for a bit.
"You gonna leave or..?"
"Oh right, bye..."
"Whatever..."
Miracle got up and left.
As he walked back to the motel, he was thinking... This man has it rough, the donut shop is empty most of the time, he probably doesn't get paid much... He should visit more.