"Your So Stupid ?" [Trife Fic]

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Started writing sep 9
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Knifes pov🔪

Trophy said I could come with him to take pictures..not the worst idea..

I didn't take long getting ready other than brushing my teeth and making sure I didn't smell like shit.

I saw trophy do a lot more, though..I didn't think he'd care so much about how he looked.

When we were about to go, he interrupted.
"Are you..seriously going out like that?"
He asked.
I looked kind of confused. "Like what?"
"Y'know- you- your all dusty and have dirt on you."
"So do many other objects here! Not everyone polishes themselves daily, like you."

He tilted his head.
"Can I polish you?"
"I-...what?"
"I mean, if I'm bringing you out, i at least want to make sure you don't look like your homeless."
I playfully scoffed and crossed my arms, but I actually didn't know how to respond.
"I mean- i- uhm..if you want?-"
"Great, come here."
"Wait, wha-? Oh-" he dragged me over to his bed and had me sit down while he got out his cleaning and polishing supplies.
I didn't really know what to do while he was doing this, especially with all my scrapes and dents most likely being impossible to fix without hitting me In the head with a hammer.
He started off with the basics, like wiping off access (idk how to spell it :( ), then spraying with soap so you can get more off, then he cleaned in ways I didn't even know existed since I don't clean myself much.

When he was finally done with the polishing he gave me a mirror while he went to wash his hands. I could swear it seemed like I had a new shade of grayish blue. I guess I do have to clean myself more often..

It wasn't long until he came back.
"You ready??"
"Oh- uhm.. yea.."

We left and shut the door, excitedly chatting while we went down the stairs.
Some people seemed kind of confused by us Talking.

When we were about to leave, pickle decided to appear out of no where.
"Whats up!"
I jumped a bit, not expecting him. It's been maybe...3 days since I last saw him, give or take...

"Pickle!" We hugged, of course, and began talking.
I turned to trophy, who looked a bit annoyed and was avoiding eye contact.
"Aw, your boyfriends grumpy. You better go talk with him now." Pickle said.
I froze, as well did trophy.
"WHAT!?"
Pickle laughed a bit, but trophy looked like he was about to hit him.
"Why do you think that?! We aren't even friends!" Trophy yelled.
"I- yea!!" I backed him up, but I was actually kinda sad he said that..I thought we were friends, honestly..I mean, who am I kidding? He blackmailed me! We aren't friends.
"Oh calm down! I was just joking! Mic told me about the picture on accident."
"How do you do that on accident!?" I said, concerned.
"She was explaining the night she got back and said how she walked in. she didn't mean to tell me!" Pickle explained.
I Pinched between my eyes, trophys face pretty much red from embarrassment and maybe anger.
"I hate you.." trophy grumbled to pickle.

"Well..who's your new roomate?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"Oh, it's tissues!" Pickle said.
Trophy moved from anger, to laughing at pickle and mocking him for his roomate being tissues.
"THATS CALLED KARMA, BI-"
"TROPHY! >:(."
I grabbed his shoulders and looked him dead in the face.
He just kinda went silent, seeming shocked. It was a few seconds before I realized how close I was to him, and so I let go and backed up.
He still stood there, just trying to take in what just happened.
"Trophy?...I'm sorry??" I didn't really know what to say..why was he doing this? I don't know..whatever.
"Sorry about him, pickle..We have to go though.."
"Oh, yea, no problem. See you later!" He said, waving.
I waved back before picking up trophy and walking him out the door.
He wasn't necessarily frozen anymore, just kinda shut up and Confused.
Once we were far enough from the hotel, I sat him on the grass. "You ok??"
It took him a second to respond.
"Oh- OH, yea! I'm- I'm fine!.."
He stumbled onto his feet and dusted himself off.
"Geez..can we just do...what were we doing?-"
"Taking pictures, trophy."
"Yes, pictures! Let's go do that..."
He speed walked quickly, me following.