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Donovan and Joey's Humiliation Chronicles (with LilJoey) |
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May 14th, 18, 07:25 AM
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Donovan and Joey's Humiliation Chronicles (with LilJoey)
Donovan the Raccoon: https://sdcharm.deviantart.com/art/T...ress-744241276
Donovan was a green raccoon who was just getting into the swing of things when it came to living on his own. It had taken forever for him to move out of the house and find an apartment. Or at least he thought it did but he was only 19 years old. His ambitions didn't stretch too far really. He just really wanted to live by himself and now he could. If he found a roommate or a partner, hopefully he'd be able to make enough money to even get a house to share it with. Or something.
It'd be like Full House except there'd be like two people. Or something. He was still working out what was feasible and what wasn't.
He yawned as he sat up and stretched, wearing just a pair of plain white tighty whities. He smacked his lips and heard the buzzer go off from his alarm clock. He hated turning it off because it wasn't at his bedside exactly. It was so far over that he stretched his hand over, hit it, then fell out of bed.
It felt good laying there but he had to get up and head to work...
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May 15th, 18, 09:19 AM
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Joey the Kangaroo pulled himself into a sitting position as his ears drooped over his head as he sat upright...ish...in his bed. Joey placed his feet on the ground, and with a grunt brought himself to his feet, revealing his own pair of bright blue tighty whiteys. He was currently staying in a hotel until he could find himself a place to take up a more permanent residence. Unfortunately that was going to have to be soon. He wasn't going to be able to keep paying every night.
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May 17th, 18, 05:28 AM
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Donovan got his pants and shirt on before looking at himself in the mirror. He playfully flexed a bit before his pants sagged, showing his tighty whities off a bit. He grunted and blushed, yanking at them to try and steady his pants. He had a belt but it was too small. If he tried to wear it, it would crush his gut. That sucked because he was trying to be more stingy with his money due to not being able to spend too much.
He tugged his shirt down as best he could and sighed. It was a stupid uniform for the fast food place he was working at so whatever. He was going to be behind the counter often anyway.
He left his apartment and went on to start up his day.
When he entered the place, he smiled and waved to everyone, clocked in, and got behind the counter.
"Hello. Welcome to WacDonalds. How may I take your order?" He asked with a bright smile.
"Yes. I'll take a Double Triple Deluxe on a raft, 4X4 animal style, extra shimmy with a shingles and a squeeze, light axel grease, make it cry, burn it and let it swim."
"..." Donovan stood there with a smile frozen on his face but his eyes wide in shock. "So... w-would you like food too...?"
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May 17th, 18, 07:18 PM
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After some time in the shower, drying himself off and slipping on his jeans, he passed by a mirror and smiled at himself before thinking it was time to go out and look for a job.
He closed the door behind him and made his way into the city. What would be a good place to start for a job. There was always fast food...ugh, probably save that as a last resort. There had to be other things he could do first...
Joey made his way around, handing out applications to various stores. A few times, ended up getting into a bit of a tug of war with his application, not wanting to hand it over after witnessing a very VERY unruly customer yelling at someone who looks like they just had all the life and enthusiasm sucked right out of them...
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May 18th, 18, 03:42 AM
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"I'd like a Hamburger with cheese." One customer said to Donovan.
"Sure thing." Donovan rung up a Cheeseburger. The customer saw it and got immediately livid.
"Hey. I said I want a Hamburger with cheese." The customer snapped.
"I... I did..." Donovan stood confused.
"That doesn't say Hamburger with cheese." Was the response.
"S-Sir... A cheeseburger IS a hamburger with cheese." Donovan stood confused.
"I said Hamburger with cheese. Put that down."
"Sir."
"Take my order correctly!"
"A hamburger with cheese IS a cheeseburger!" Donovan began to bark back.
Eventually, after this back and forth went on, Donovan gave it. He crossed out the order and rung it up as a Hamburger with cheese... only for the screen to auto-correct it to a cheeseburger.
"Thank you." The customer smiled when he got his order and walked off.
Donovan's eye twitched, his soul seething with silent rage. "Y-You're welcome... please... don't come again..." He muttered that last part.
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May 18th, 18, 05:46 AM
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After all work handing out applications, Joey was feeling a bit peckish and decided to help himself to a burger at WacDonalds. He walked up to the raccoon and cleared his throat. "Hey. Can I get double big wac combo, no sauce or pickles, to stay please?" He asked rather politely.
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May 18th, 18, 08:09 AM
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Donovan looked like death.
He'd been dealing with nothing but horrible customers all day. Kids tried to order with their lisps and their asking of dumb questions and when he snapped at them, their parents would threaten him by saying they were going to tell their manager or write something bad about him on the survey after demanding his name.
Some unruly teenagers came in, took forever to order, and when they did they got something that didn't come with a large drink but asked for one anyway. When he said no and turned his back to get an ice-cream, they snuck one away. He turned and called them out on it but they were already out the door with their food. Another teenager snuck in a wedgie when he had his back turned and made a comment about Donovan still wearing "diapers" even though white briefs were nothing of the sort.
Everyone else was either asking dumb questions about the prices that were listed behind him, asking for food that they didn't serve, or just being plain rude. Someone even accused him of counting the change wrong and giving him back a penny less than what he was owed.
So when Joey came up to him and asked for something he knew he wanted, quickly, without asking anything dumb, and got what they had on the menu correctly, in a polite voice no less, Donovan was dumbfounded for a split-second.
He blinked and then smiled, his first genuine smile of the day, and nodded. "Yes sir. I can..." He got the order down. "That'll be $6.10."
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May 18th, 18, 10:09 AM
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Joey quickly paid for his meal before stepping off to the side to wait for his meal to be served up while other customers went about their usual business. As Joey watched Donovan, he couldn't help but feel bad for him, seeing what he had to deal with. Though thankfully it wasn't as bad as it was before he had arrived, so he wasn't seeing the worst of it.
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May 20th, 18, 07:19 AM
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"Hey! You got my order wrong!" One man in his 20s came up to Donovan all of a sudden.
"Huh? O-Oh. Sorry sir. What was it?" Donovan asked right before the receipt was shoved into his face. "I asked for a Grilled Chicken Sandwhich and look what you gave me. A Crispy chicken sandwhich!"
Donovan looked at the receipt. "... Sir, the receipt says Crispy Chicken."
"I know dumbass! I asked for grilled."
Donovan winced. "... I... I'm sorry. I could have sworn you said Crispy. C-Can I see the sandwich?"
"No. I already ate it."
"Wha...? Y-You already ate it...? B-But if you wanted Grilled then why-?"
"You gave it to me when I asked for Grilled." He snapped back. "It tasted like shit. Give me the one I asked for."
"Sir, you can't just..." Donovan began before the man snapped at him.
"What's wrong with you?! Are you an idiot? You get my order wrong then tell me know when I ask for the right one? Give me a Crisp-I mean grilled sandwich now." He snapped.
Donovan blinked in surprise. He knew it! This guy DID ask for Crispy and was saying he actually asked for Grilled to launch an unwarranted complaint.
"I'm telling your manager. Obviously, there's something wrong with you." He said and crossed his arms. "Go get him."
"S-Sir please I-" Donovan began but the man insisted. Donovan sighed and eventually got the manager. The manager apologized for Donovan and had Donovan take his break early.
When he did, the raccoon plopped on the table next to Joey and slumped there with his chin resting on it.
"Hmmmmgh..." Donovan moaned...
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May 20th, 18, 07:27 AM
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Joey raised a brow and looked to Donnovan. "You okay?" He asked, despite already knowing the answer. "Sorry to hear that you had to put up with that. It must be hell having to put up with that and not being able to tell these jerks off without getting in trouble..."
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