O, Krum, Krum, wherefore art thou Krum?
He hid his face behind his bear.
“Wh-whatever do you mean, Miss Jackie?”
“Sssh, don’t deny it. Where’s my vodka? I forgot.”
Krum smiled. “It’s in the fridge behind the milk. I told you! Ahmhmhm!”
“Thanks honey~” Jackies skips off to fetch her bottle of russian wonder.
“Huh… women and their alcohol. Hehe!” The Mad Bear looked up at him. “Of course I like it too. But only a little on special occasions. Sometimes on weekends… stop judging me.”
Jackie came back into the room, most of the bottle already empty. “Did you try to hide this from me?? Shouldn’t do that!”
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ihearall reblogged this from askmisterkrum and added:
“Good, because then I’d have to.. I.. bears.”
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Krum turned his head to her, still holding the bear face-level. “Of course not, Jackie-sama~ It just got lost after I...
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