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After a boring adventure, everyone was off doing their own thing at The Circus.
Jax was dangling Gangle’s comedy mask above her head.
“Jeez, Ribbons, you’re making this too boring with your pathetic attempts.”
“s-stop….” Gangle mumbled, grasping for her mask.
“Oh please, crybaby… your not gonna run to your Lover, are you?”
Jax rolls his eyes and snaps the mask over his knee, then walks away.
Gangle was on the verge of tears, scrambling to collect the fragments and rush them to Zooble, knowing they would help her.
Zooble was sitting on their bed, sewing a patch onto a denim jacket, when Gangle ran in.
As soon as she saw Zoobles concerned, caring eyes, Gangle broke down and started sobbing.
Zooble immediately dropped their project. They walked over to Gangle and just held her. The room was filled with Gangles sobbing and Zoobles comforting hushes.
When Gangle calmed down, Zooble raised an eyebrow.
“Jax?”
Gangle nodded in response.
“Cmere, Babe.”
Zooble carried her over to the bed, where they put an anime on their laptop. Gangle laid on Zoobles chest, the beat of their heart a comforting rhythm.
When Gangle fell into a safe sleep, Zooble switched a tab over from the illegally pirated anime to Twitter, where they anonymously cyber bullied Jax into blocking them.
When they felt the job was done, they placed the laptop on the nightstand and put their arms around Gangle, finally drifting into a peaceful sleep, too.
( I ain’t callin that shit ‘X’ 💀)