- >An hour later, Anon has just left
- >Dinner was disastrous, just as you thought
- >Anon somehow managed to get Starsplash to ask Jennifer about a variety of awkward topics
- >These included sex, her relationship status, and her breast size
- >They're 32C
- >You sigh after cleaning everything up
- "So, uh...that went...well."
- "Yeah...Is he always like that?"
- >Jen hasn't really been around Anon since Cleveland
- "You really don't know the half of it."
- "Right. I get the idea he was trying to...set something up."
- >Shit
- "What do you mean?"
- "Daddeh, you bein a dummeh! Jennifew askin bout bein speshuw fwends."
- >Dammit, Sunsplash, if you weren't so adorable there would be a sorry box on your property
- >Jen pats Sun on the head
- "Oh, wow...this is awkward..."
- "You can say that again..."
- >Neither of you speak for about five minutes
- >Jen continues petting Sunsplash
- >You just stand there
- >Spaghetti levels rising
- "Hey, Marcus?"
- "Yeah?"
- "Do you mind if I ask you something?"
- "Daddeh gon be yo speshuw fwend?"
- >You need a drink
- "No, Sunsplash...I was just wondering what made you let me stay here."
- "Well, I mean...Cleveland's fucked for lack of a better word, and you DID say you didn't have anywhere to go."
- >Recap: Cleveland is a shit-filled crater at this point
- >Literally
- >Honestly, though, you hadn't thought about that yourself
- >You just kind of...offered
- "I mean...I had a lot of room. I just sort of asked I guess."
- "Well, I never really thanked you. That was pretty amazing."
- "Daddeh nicest hooman!"
- >Jen rustles Sunsplash's mane again
- "Well, it's been an...interesting day. I'm going to sleep."
- "See you tomorrow then."
- "Sunspwas sweepy too..."
- "I'll put you to bed tonight. I think your daddy's staying up for a bit."
- >Jen carries Sunsplash upstairs
- >You head downstairs to your bar
- >That's right, you had one put in. Money's cool like that
- "Captain Morgan, you're my best friend..."
- >Three hours and several drinks later, you're fucking wasted
- >Naturally, you pick up your phone and make a call
- "Marcus...it's two in the morning...what do you want?"
- "Anon...you- you was a asshole...you an' Shtar-Sun...what'sh his name..."
- "Marcus. You are drunk. I am exhausted. Let's discuss this tomorrow."
- >Anon hangs up
- "Yeah, well fuck you too..."
- >You barely manage to stumble back upstairs
- >You fall face first onto your couch and pass out
- >You are Anon, and you've been woken up by a very drunk, very angry Marcus
- >After a very short, very drunk, very angry conversation, you're very tired
- "Fuckin' two thirty..."
- >Maybe this IS somewhat your fault, though
- >Just a little bit
- >You did kind of tell Starsplash to ask Jen some...less than gentlemanly things
- >But that is no excuse for waking you up at two in the morning!
- "Ugh...who drinks this early anyway?"
- >You roll over and fall back asleep
- >You wake up at ten
- >Now that your head's a bit clearer, you can think about what you've done
- >There's a few possibilities
- >Number one: Marcus and Jen shrugged it off and did nothing
- >Numbet two: They had extremely awkward and shameful sex
- >Number three: They are now a couple
- >Number four: Murder-suicide
- >You're pretty sure it's either two or four
- "Better check on him...Come on, Starsplash. We're visiting uncle Marcus."
- >Upon arrival, you spot Jen tending to the Alicorns
- "Hey, Jen. Uh...sorry about yesterday..."
- "Don't worry about it. I thought it was kind of funny. Might want to check up on Marcus though."
- >You head into the house
- >Marcus is asleep on the couch with an empty bottle of Captain Morgan in his hand
- >You start poking him
- "Hey, sleepyhead...wake up. Someone's apologizing to you..."
- >He just groans and rolls over
- "Well, I tried. Let's go Star-"
- "Not so fast, asshole...I'm awake."
- "Oh, um...good morning, Marcus. I just wanted-"
- "YOU, just decided to fuck around with my perfectly fine private life."
- "Well, when you put it THAT way..."
- "Uncwe mawcus, you weawwy makin daddeh sound wike an asshowe."
- >Now you're glad you taught Starsplash to swear
- "Anon, do you have any idea how unbearably awkward it's going to be around here now that you-"
- "Now that I accomplished my mission as best wingman ever? Come on, Marcus. Just go for it.
- "No fucking way. Not going anywhere near that. I mean, fuck...I let her live here for free after Cleveland."
- >He DID just let her stay after Cleveland exploded...
- >But that just doesn't seem right to you
- "Uncwe Mawcus...quit bein a pussy. Jus go fow it o you wegwet it fowevah."
- >Such wisdom from your little man!
- "He's right, dude. Remember high school?"
- "I remember YOU getting with Bailey..."
- "Because YOU didn't go for it..."
- >Marcus sighs
- "Alright. Fuck it. I'll take her to Olive Garden or some shit. But if this goes south, you owe me."
- >Nailed it
- "Sure, Marcus. If that happens, just let me know and I'll get you whatever it is you need."
- "You better hope that doesn't happen, Anon."
- >You're like... 87% certain it won't
- >Mission accomplished
- >You say your goodbyes and walk out the door with Starsplash
- >You grin widely the whole way home
- >Best. Wingman. Ever.

