Bridge Nocturne (
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Who: Bridge Nocturne and Scrooge McDuck (A)
What: After a night of heavy drinking, Bridge comes to check on the other Scrooge in case he's hungover.
When: Morning
Other information: The morning after this thread and this post.
[After hearing about the amount of drinking the two Scrooges had done the previous night, Bridge wasn't all that surprised to find his uncle Scrooge hungover. He helped take care of him as best as he could, but he knew that it also meant someone else would need a bit of help, whether he would admit it or not.
It's why Bridge finds himself that morning heading to the familiar farm, once again ignoring the signs that warned off other people. He keeps an eye out for the stubborn old duck on the farm, remembering his uncle's warning that he might try to work despite the terrible headache he was bound to have.]
What: After a night of heavy drinking, Bridge comes to check on the other Scrooge in case he's hungover.
When: Morning
Other information: The morning after this thread and this post.
[After hearing about the amount of drinking the two Scrooges had done the previous night, Bridge wasn't all that surprised to find his uncle Scrooge hungover. He helped take care of him as best as he could, but he knew that it also meant someone else would need a bit of help, whether he would admit it or not.
It's why Bridge finds himself that morning heading to the familiar farm, once again ignoring the signs that warned off other people. He keeps an eye out for the stubborn old duck on the farm, remembering his uncle's warning that he might try to work despite the terrible headache he was bound to have.]
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I know, Bessie lass. I'm almost done. I promise.
[He's having to do his chores slower than usual. Stupid idiot. Should've just come straight home, but no. He had to go drinking. At least the milking's done. Once he's finished brushing Bess, he'll poke his head in the coop to get the eggs. (He hasn't tried cooking with the void eggs yet, but they seem to sell reasonably well.)]
[And speaking of the void chicken, the demon-looking bird looks towards the interloper and clucks.]
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