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The McDonalds Files

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Merlin sighed as a strange guy asked if had towels, he was definitely from earth by his actions.

“Come on, everyone has towels,” the man, who by an alien had called Arthur Dent.

“Sorry, only paper towels,” Merlin said for the hundredth time.

“A towel, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have,” Arthur said.

“Do you want fries with that?” Merlin said, wishing his shift would just end.

“Fine...” Arthur sighed.

“The answer is 42,” Merlin said as the door closed as the guy left.

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“I'm... sorry?” Merlin replied, once again the unremarkable adult spoke.

Nonsense that it, maybe a musical instrument if he was nice about it.

“He wants deal number five,” a rather bald kid said, he wore a yellow and black on him. Merlin blinked and had to stare, this kid had bad luck following him like crazy.

“Charlie brown, I have a football,” a black haired girl said walking over, and hello bad luck.

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The McDonalds Files
By Firehedgehog
For: wisepuma23

File #3 Candy and Angels

There was an angel pretending to be a Trickster at his job, Merlin felt his left eye twitch.

Supposedly the guy was cleaning the rather large McDonalds, using angel/trickster power was cheating specially when the being kept leaving candy wrappers everywhere.

He even knew who the guys target was, the nicest description of the human was Mr. Baldy. The name had to be there, and wow that guy had a sneer.

“You, out,” Merlin said as he cornered the angel outside half an hour later.

“Aw come on, I'm almost done,” the amber eyed Trickster pleaded.

“No Gabriel, just no,” Merlin said.

“Fine, see you poker night,” Gabriel/Loki said biting into a Mars bar, then vanished.