Nick sitting across the table from Monroe eating Cheerios.
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Monroe trying to recall the details of their accidental drunk wedding.
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Nick tossing Cheerios at his head.
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Tag: we’re looking for something dumb to do
Everything in my life made sense until I met him. Therefore, anything that doesn’t make sense is directly his fault.
Monroe to Rosalee about a certain Grimm, who is sitting across the breakfast table glaring at him.
Awwwww, Monroe is all sad that Nick doesn’t wanna stay married. 😦
We can’t get married. It’s illegal in the state of Oregon.
NOT ANYMORE IT ISN’T NICKY-BOY! 😀
(Seriously, reading that line it just hit me one more time that we are living in a world where two consenting adults can get married REGARDLESS OF THEIR GENDERS and it makes me so happy.)
The dialogue in this fic is gold.
Monroe: Exactly how hungover are you right now?
Nick: *moans piteously* Hide my gun.
Monroe: What do you remember from last night?
Nick: Drinking. I think I danced with Bud at one point? More drinking. Hiding the liquor from Roddy…mostly by drinking it.
Nick looked like a kid on Christmas for the most part, getting dragged around the field by Bud, who was introducing him to everyone as ‘my good friend, Mr. Nick Burkhardt.’
This is so fucking canon, oh my god. This is exactly what Bud would be doing.
Monroe being all annoyed at Nick for never wearing wolfsbane.
(We’re Looking For) Something Dumb to Do
“Monroe, you are going to have to explain this to me. How the hell did we get drunk-married at a wesen peace ceremony?”
This week’s is a bit longer than previous weeks have been, and it’s also a one chapter, so there will be no angst or indecision (on your parts or mine) about reading ahead week to week. Let’s go!
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