Glitch - 8

OK, so everything but the very first section of this was written under the influence of like two glasses of wine. Call this an experiment in writing, I've never written while tipsy before. I actually sort of wanted to see what would come out, if I could get "unhinged" enough to write Arthur for this part. Please feel free to correct this, as I edited it also under the influence. I will absolutely make corrections later and I am very fearful that I'm going to read this tomorrow after work and facepalm because I just don't even know what this is. There should be a law against WWI. (Writing While Intoxicated. Not World War One. Well, that too.)

Also, I very much apologize about the wait. I was out of town a little longer than I expected to be.

And no, I really don't know what they're going to do next. O_O

Warning: For implied torture and phobic stuff.

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( You keep telling me what I'm in a position to do. I'm gonna shut your trap, motherfucker. You're gonna dance for me. Wait. )

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I do love you guys, you might not even know how much you all mean to me. :D I'm always so happy to find out that people are enjoying this. This could very well be a kind of "I love you man" post and I realize I sound like a total dumbass right now but I do mean it. You guys are really the greatest. ^_^