((A Drawing Of The Jims))

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reblog to send your mutuals a hug. maybe just the thought is enough to cheer them up 🥺

*the kitten woke up next to RJ.* meow *it stretched and yawn. he looked away and saw CJ busy calling... someone* meow?

°CJ looked up from his typing for a brief moment, setting down the phone for a second. Just getting some help Snow, you have a good sleep I hope?°

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This kid is awesome

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Ready for christmas

¶A.. camping trip.¶

"Yup! It's gonna be great, promise."

The Newscaster squinted slightly at the younger Jim. RJ either didn't notice or didn't care, because he was grabbing the last of the 'road trip snacks'. Apparently they were driving, not flying, out to a location neither of the twins would tell the elder. RJ assured him it wasn't a new place, and that there would be bathrooms and showers and it would all be fine; NJ is starting to regret saying that he would be fine with whatever the other two wanted to do.

Meanwhile, CJ was playing Tetris with what was already packed. Each little bit needed to be in the best possible spot, to maximize how much you could safely carry. That, and he specifically didn't want his cameras next to something that would jostle them too much.

Extra bags of chips in hand, RJ slid into the driver's seat, with CJ next to him. NJ tucked himself into the back, trying to figure out where exactly these two planned on taking all of them. And why keep it a secret?

°It is a surprise, Jim, so don't peak at the maps.°

¶...Alright then. As long as we aren't going to Florida I guess I don't have much to complain about. Just, did you two pack-¶

"Yeah we did- we packed all the important stuff and extras. And there's at least one nice outfit in there just in case you have a formal meeting with m- a bear, maybe a bear, in a suit, that sounds pretty funny actually-"

And thus kicked off a roadtrip filled with squinting, loud singing, gas station sandwiches, and any other matter of fun as the trio of Jims gets on the road seemingly without a hitch.

Lσσƙ, Jιɱʂ. Yσυɾ ɳσƚ ɠσιɳɠ ƚσ ɯιɳ ƚԋιʂ. Tԋҽ Hσʂƚ ԋαʂ αʅɾҽαԃყ Ⴆҽҽɳ Ⴆɾαιɳɯαʂԋҽԃ αɳԃ Gσσɠʅҽ ιʂ ƚɾαρρҽԃ ιɳ ƚԋҽ ʋσιԃ αʂ ɯҽʅʅ. 👁‍🗨

*the struggling ceases for a moment, it's still, and it's quiet...*

"...Did anyone come for them?"