#and I went to mcdonald's to try the new sprite and they don't have it anymore??? they had it for like 2 weeks. fucking lame.

[boyapologist]

my day was super shitty but a lady on the bus randomly paid for my ticket cause she had a free pass? so I guess there's still good in the world

[lovemesomesurveys]

[brelee @ bzoink]

Do you like McDonald's sprite? I couldn't even tell you the last time I had a MdDonald's Sprite, so I don't recall. I'm not really a Sprite/7-Up/Sierra Mist type of gal. Their Coke is good, though.

What age did you start becoming more independent? Well, I'm 32 and can't say that I am to be honest. My health has really taken a toll and over the past 6 years now, especially the past few recent years when I experienced a lot of setbacks, so I've become a lot more dependent on my family and requiring a lot more help. Now with this brain fog shit and other setbacks, I feel completely useless right now. I could not do this on my own, there's no way.

How do you like your oatmeal? Butter, cinnamon, condensed milk, brown sugar.

Do you ever just dance around the house? Sure.

List 5 things you need to do soon. --There's some things I'd like to go shopping for at a few different places.

-- I'd like to try and do more to miraculously put on a little more weight before my doctor visit Thursday (I lost more weight this past month since I last saw my doctor from being sick and other health reasons and I'm scared about what she'll say), but that's obviously not happening....

-- I need to get my laptop checked out because I, the biggest dumb ass, dozed off one night while sitting up on my laptop with a cup of hot Sleepy Time tea and it ended up tipping over and spilling onto my keyboard D; I thought I had cleaned it up quickly and I had a cover over my keyboard, but when I tried to use it later on the keyboard wouldn't work at all and my laptop is stuck in recovery mode or something. I'm so grateful my brother has let me borrow his for the time being since he doesn't really use it, otherwise I'd really be going insane.

-- I have a couple bills I need to pay. -- I need another vacation.

What do you do when you start to feel sad? I'm always sad.

Have you ever been to a metal concert? No.

Do you like metal? No.

What's your favorite Christmas movie? I have many favorites. I love Christmas movies.

What about Halloween movie? I have a lot of those as well, but the Scream, Halloween, and It movies are amongst the top. I've been really into Jordan Peele's movies and he has a new one coming out soon I'm looking forward to.

Do you like the taste of cilantro? Love it.

Have you ever busted a window accidentally? No.

Do you remember those Bratz dolls? What were your favorite dolls? Yes. *shrug* I liked 'em all.

What was the last thing to bum you out? Life.

What is your summer anthem? I don't have one.

Do you enjoy apples? I like them, but I couldn't tell you the last time I had one though. It's been a long time.

Have you ever made apple butter? Do you like it? I've never had it.

Do you own any pocket knives? No.

On a scale of 1-10.. How happy are you and why? Ya'll should know by now.

Do you think diamonds are overrated? I'm not obsessed, but they're definitely pretty.

How many languages can you greet somebody in? Like 3.

Do you have a favorite planet? Earth is cool.

Do you know how to play the flute? No.

What do you enjoy putting in your smoothies? I don't make smoothies. <<< Same. It's rare for me to even get a smoothie, but I actually had a blueberry acai one a few weeks ago because it was just after a brain fog incident and I thought something like that with added antioxidants, vitamins, and energy boost would be good. In high school I used to go to Jamba Juice more often and get like a raspberry or strawberry banana smoothie.

What's a medication that has really helped you? My pain medication.

Do you forgive easily? Yes. Not always a good thing.

Have you ever broken up with somebody? Yes.

What was the biggest phase you went through when you were younger? I was thinking about my environmentalist phase today because it's Earth Day. I was really into that sort of thing for a while in around seventh and eighth grade.

Is there something you've been hiding from someone? Kind of. And perhaps downplaying some things.

Do you believe in demons? Yes.

Have you ever seen a spider consume another spider? Ewwww, no.

What's your favorite fruit? Bananas.

Do you ever go clubbing? No. Definitely not my thing.

Have you ever been to a church camp? No.

Have you ever accidentally swallowed something you shouldn't have? Not anything dangerous, just like… a hard candy that I was sucking on but accidentally swallowed or something. <<<<

Last book you remember enjoying? All the books I've read just in the past few years alone, including the current one I'm reading. I've discovered authors and various series that I've been really into.

When was the last time you got scared? That's a recurring, constant feeling I experience nowadays due to health reasons.

Have you ever seen a boy band live? Yes.

When was the last time you drank water? Like 20 minutes or so ago.

Have you ever been dehydrated? Yes. That was part of the brain fog situation. My mom was like pumping me with water and other drinks full of electrolytes.

Have you ever shot a gun? Yes, once. I went to a shooting range with some friends and gave it, well, a shot. *ba dum tss*

Do you use Facebook? Yeah.

Would you say you're well educated on religious topics? No.

What's the longest you have walked at once? A former friend and I walked all over a big, touristy city that included a lot up and downhill walking. It was insane. I can't believe I used to be able to do that and now I need help out of bed and someone to push me in my chair most of the time. I used to have really good upper body strength and now I'm just so weak. It's sad.

Do you ever take those Buzzfeed quizzes? Yeah, I've take several. It's been awhile since I've last done one, though.

How long was your last phone call? *shrug* Just a few minutes, probably.

Are there a box of tissues on your bedside table? No.

Have you cut your hair here recently? I chopped it pixie cut short last summer and it's still short and choppy and ugly. I don't even care, I just couldn't do the long hair anymore. Not right now anyway. I didn't have the motivation or energy to keep up with it and it would get so knotted and it was just a major pain. It's been nice not having to deal with it right now. I do miss it, though... it took so long to get as long as it was, which was past my butt. I reallyyy miss the red coloring.

Do you like skittles? Nah.

What is your favorite kind of cheeto? (spicy, regular, puffs.. etc. I loved the Flamin' Hot Cheetos, especially the puffs, but I can't eat spicy food anymore. D;

Do you have a skin care routine? No.

Do you know how to write in cursive? Yes.

What's the closest thing to you that is pink? A blanket.

Have you ever watched a black and white film? Yeah, several. TV shows as well.

Did you used to read Dr. Seuss books as a kid? Yes.

What's the longest you've had to wait in line for something? A few hours.

What's the sickest you've ever been? I feel like these past few years, especially as of late, have been the worst.

If you had to be named after an inanimate object, what would you choose? Uhhh.

What is one food you would not like to give up? I'll always miss being able to have spicy food.

Would you ever donate a kidney to a stranger if applicable? Mine probably are the best.

How many scars do you have? A lot.

Do you have any unusual things wrong with your body? (I have different length arms and hands for example) Yes.

What did you last have to eat? So far I've just had chicken broth and a protein shake, which is how I've been starting every morning for the past few weeks. I also had a mini blueberry muffin.

When was the last time you visited a carnival? It was one my high school did every year.

Do you own a pair of those socks with toes? No.

What age did you stop trick or treating? that is if you celebrate Halloween at all.. Ha, I still went sometimes in high school.

What's the best flavor of popsicle? The banana chocolate one.

Are you caught up on laundry? For the most part.

Does your car tend to get super messy like mine? 😅 I don't have a car, I don't drive.

What search engine do you use? Google, of course.

Have you ever had a flat tire? I don't drive.

Do you know what ginseng looks like? Uhh. I don't think so.

When is the next time you have to go grocery shopping? Soon.

[ask-agent-stone]

REUNION

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Lee Altair Stone was a simple man. He woke up, had his coffee, and read the paper like everyone else. He owned pets, maintained a pretty good job, and indulged himself in a few hobbies. He was a very patient man, and it took a lot to upset him. 

"Oh dear….." Petunia Ezekiel, an elderly woman who lived in the town since her youth, shook her head as she watched Altair leave his car. Petunia had lived across the street from him for seven years now. He was very kind, and would mow her lawn once every two weeks. In her opinion, here was nothing worse than a patient person looking upset. To see Altair with a look so fierce, was terrifying. "Oh, Altair dear, is everything alright?"

Altair let out a low, shaky breath, before nodding. He held up a hand as a greeting to the woman, trying to seem cordial despite the anger boiling in his body. Once the hand lowered, he opened the door for Finn. The child was still sobbing in the backseat, happy meal uneaten. Goggles around her neck, sleeves a mess of snot and tears from wiping her face, and the happy red box unopened. He moved the box out her lap before unbuckling her seatbelt. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he picked her up. He grabbed the meal. "Not a good day, that's all." 

This was supposed to be a good day. Altair had promised Finn McDonalds and Wall-E. No real special occasion, just a little something for being patient with him this past week. He was waking up earlier for work, and he wasn't coming home until way past the child's bedtime. A couple of days they hadn't been able to see each other. He absolutely hated it, not seeing her. This was supposed to be the perfect start to a week of less hours. 

"I want Mr. Sprinkles." Finn sobbed into his shoulder. Altair kissed the top of her head, mumbling 'I know' and 'It's okay' over and over again. 

Finn had been sitting at the table with Mr. Sprinkles, the dragon sitting on the table beside her. The table was near the window, so Finn could watch the cars. Altair had called her over to get her food, and she left the dragon to guard their drinks. His eyes had only been on Finn, he'd smiled at her when she nudged into him while getting the box. Altair stayed at the counter, waiting for his own meal. The restaurant hadn't been too loud, but the clarity of the sorrow-dipped voice was crystal. It was quiet, but it tore his heart into shreds. "M-Mr. Sprinkles?"

Altair turned his head, and saw Finn standing at the table. Her cup had been knocked over, and Tropical Sprite was puddling onto the boothes bench. Finn disregarded the spill as she set, no threw, the box on the table. She began frantically looking around the booth for her dragon. Ignoring the people giving her dirty looks, judging her for a situation that they didn't understand. By the time Altair reached the table, sans his own food, she was sobbing.

It took him two hours to get things settled down. The happy meal had been abandoned in the kitchen. An hour and thirty minutes, Altair got Finn to sleep. It took 20 minutes to find a sitter, 2 minutes to get a location on his phone, and a 8 minute drive. That brought him to now, standing in front the man behind it all. 

Mr. Sprinkles was a valuable toy. An Ultra rare first series Kitchen Kritter? It could go for upwards of 200 dollars on Ebay, higher if it was mint condition. Altair wasn't an idiot, he knew people would eye that toy like a lion watching it's injured prey. The lengths they'd go to acquire that toy were dangerously grazing murder. Altair had gotten a pet tracker in the stuffed animal, purely so if anything went wrong, he'd know who to hurt. He was very specific about what kind he'd gotten. Nothing that required people past getting it put in, rather something with an app. An app that needed no third party, just him and the app. No witnesses to what was about to transpire.

"D-Dude what do you want?" That snapped Altair back to attention. 

"Where's the dragon?" Altair cracked his neck as he started walking forward, towards the coward on the floor. Ignoring the spilled fries and half eaten burger that were strewn on the floor. 

"D-Dude, I don't know what you're talking about."  The man began backing up, only stopping when he hit the wall behind him. Sweating so hard, his dirty blonde hair began sticking to his forehead. "Dude, I ain't got a dragon I swear. I don't even like those Kitchen Kritty shits."

"That's funny." Altair stopped, and slowly tilted his head to one side. The look on his face eerily tranquil as the sweating man kept begging, pathetically pleading, to now deaf ears. "Who said it was Kitchen Kritters?"

The look of panic that flashed over the man's face was enough to pull a smile from Altairs lips. The widening of his eyes and stumbling over his words was enough to make it last. 

"D-Dude, I'll give you money for it, I-I'll give you a cut of the deal. That stupid girl didn't know how much it was worth, she left it on the table! I bet she'll get a new one in a week, she won't remember this! You want it so bad, you must have been eyeing it as well!" 

The smile turned into a snarl, and without thinking Altair pinned him to the wall. It took everything in him not to choke this man out, just end him now. No, no. He wasn't here to do more than deliver swift justice on this bastard. Maybe break his nose, but nothing more. 

Show this man why you don't steal toys from a baby.

~~~~

Finn woke up to something soft being placed in her arm. It smelled of vanilla and strawberries, a comforting scent that made her sit up straight. She ignored her hair sticking to her face and the light that pained her eyes, instead staring down at the toy in her hands. "Mr. Sprinkles, you found him!" 

Altair sat on the edge of the bed smiling softly. He hadn't meant to wake her up, but seeing as she was now might as well stay. He'd taken the time to change his clothes and clean himself up after relieving the sitter. The girl had been nice enough to tuck Finn into bed, and stayed until he was done showering. He made sure to tip her an extra twenty dollars before going to check on Finn. 

"Found him? I was calling every single government official I knew and preparing a team to locate him." Altair gently stroked the child's face. "All of the sudden there's a knock at the door, and guess who was sitting there?"

"Mr. Sprinkles!" Finn held up the dragon.

"Yeah, he found his way home after all!" He gently pet the toy's head. "He likes going on these little adventures, so I ask that you keep a closer eye on him okay? No more leaving him on tables okay?"

"Mhm." 

"You hungry?" He started to stand up. "Because there is an uneaten happy meal in the kitchen, and Bandana Jones had been eyeing it for the past hour."

"Mhm, starving." Finn held her arms up. 

"And I have to have to carry you?" Altair laughed, already lifting the child up. The dragon was still held tightly in her hand. He paused to gently wipe a short blonde hair off the toy." Oh the things I do for you kid."