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Whats a better place to go than a cafe?

Summary:

Mugm and Clown go to a cafe, tea time for just the both of them.

 

(this. fic is just based off that me n my friend cosplayed mugm and clown and played teatime in roblox)

Notes:

first.. time. writing, i honestly don't know, i just learned writing dhit thingy for this.

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 It was just a normal day (maybe not a normal day) on the unstable smp, chaos ensues. That doesn't matter, it is unusually peaceful right now. I wonder why? 

 

Mugm thought about that, but he couldn't care less about it, at least he's glad he doesn't have to hear the chaos below him. He's tired of hearing that, honestly.

 

Well, he should focus back on his work. Mugm just completed some bounty kills, he took over what Ferre was supposed to do since that guy was on hiatus—hiatus? Since when did Clown allow him to go on hiatus?

 

 The voidling just sighed as he gripped his sword and started walking to the next bounty. The soft gust of wind blowing as the sky suddenly turned from a bright blue sky to a golden one—a sunset.

 

Mugm looks towards the sun, watching the bright, shining, huge star slowly disappear into the other side of the world... He should probably go back to the castle.

 

So being said! Mugm quickly left and run..hopped (whatever that word is bro) his way back to the castle. As soon as he arrived, he met face to face with Clown, what now?

 

"Hey, Mugm" The masked figure spoke, not moving anytime from his spot, his hands behind his back. Mugm could clearly feel the smile behind that mask.

"You wont mind if we went to a cafe, right?" 

 

 

... what? 

 

 

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Honestly that's how he got into this situation.

 

 

⠀Both Mugm and Clown went to a cafe, the bell chiming as Mugm opened the door, walking into the bright atmosphere of the cafe, it was bustling with people.

 

Mugm really didn't think it was going to be this busy for a cafe, considering the servers chaos, but then again, there's hundreds—thousands of people in the server. 

 

Clown went over to the front desk, talking to the receptionist, Mugm was behind him, as he looked around. Hey, they even have a dessert buffet!

 

 After Clown finally got to their seat, they went downstairs (im not sure if it was downstairs, idk bro), apparently they were seated down there in the 2nd floor. 

 

"Okay, Mugm." Clown sighed, as he looked behind to face Mugm, who was listening to him

 

"As you know, this is a buffet so, feel free to get whatever you want, just don't over-get things." 

 

"Okay bro" Mugm snorted, as if he's gonna over get.. things, he knows what's he's getting. 

 

Clown went over to one of the tables, looking at the desserts placed on the plates, as he went over and grabbed a plate for himself, picking out a few sweets.

 

As for Mugm.. He was too busy thinking about what he should get, he doesn't like sweets, or at least tried some after years and years eating gaps and meat. 

 

But there's one thing he does like. 

 

 

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Clown was done picking out his sweets, he gotten some chocolate wafers, cheesecake, cupcakes, two drinks and more, mostly they were chocolate flavoured. 

 

He went upstairs with the desserts in hand, went over to his reserved table, he'd thought Mugm would be done by now since he took awhile, but the guy isn't here? 

 

Well, he's just gonna have to wait. 

 he's not gonna wait,

 

Clown went out of his seat, went over by the railing to see Mugm, picking out cookies? That's okay, maybe he should wait. He went back to his seat, his legs crossed on the other, as he waited.

 

 

Few minutes passed, as Mugm finally went to the reserved table, he had this stupid grin on, the voidling looked like he was holding his laugh in, what's wrong with him?

 

"You took a while, sit down." Clown ordered Mugm,

 

"Yeah yeah, i will." 

 

Mugm sat down, as he placed down his plates, okay a plate full of cookies, another one.. and another... and another.

 

WHAT THE HELL??

 

"Mugm are you fucking stupid?!─ what─what is this!" Clown couldn't help but laugh, as he saw the plate full of cookies. What is wrong with this guy?

 

"It's cookies, you said i can get whatever i want."

Notes:

how to end fics. alsocriticism is very much appreciated!!