Art by: StarBerry_Shortcake
The photo at the top is what has happened in the discord chat I'm literally dying help-
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|Part 2: We're Going For A Ride|
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For now you stuff the doll into your shirt, so he couldn't see it. Yugo lands on his foot and knee, looking up to meet your eye. You swear on your sister's grave you saw the hint of blue glimmer across his peepers. "Shit!"
You sprint down the road, running as fast as your legs could go. Despite the fear of getting caught, this was kinda fun. Small fits of giggles were floating out of your mouth despite fearing for your sanity. You swing your arm up, more portals being made. Quickly you get into the nearest one, just as he almost grabs your arm. From one portal to the next, you teleport along the road to avoid the blonde male that was right behind you. Dogs barked through the fences as both of you went going at high speeds that could challenge a car.
I can't let him catch me I can't let him catch me I can't let him- your head turns around for a second and see his palm right in front of your face. Holy shit! You kick it into high gear, pushing yourself a little faster, a side walk and street coming into view. Maybe you can lose him out there, at this point anything is worth a shot.
Sadly there was a downfall: you were running out of energy. Today was exhausting, and you hardly got any sleep last night, your running on nothing but fumes right now. Your legs burned with each step, and your arms are begging you to stop. But if you stop now, he's gonna see the doll, and he'll probably think its weird that you have that, and dub you weird as well. Maybe if you get away with it, you'll toss the doll somewhere he would never be able to find it. You shouldn't have even took the thing in the first place!
Just a few more feet away... nearly there. Sweat runs down your forehead, and your muscles were aching. Then (like the idiot you are) your foot trips over where the dirt became concrete, and your body falls forward. "Ah!"
Luckily a blue portal appears where your head would collide with the sidewalk, unluckily it wasn't yours, and there was no time to move out of the way. Fuck- well, guess this is it. Goodbye Mama, goodbye Habhaï, see you around Grandma. You can imagine your funeral in your mind, everyone in black... probably lots of rain. And your head grave will say:
"Here lies Y/n
Beloved daughter
Friend
Sister
Death by crush teasing her."
You feel warm arms catch you, one cradling your back and the other holding your legs. The breathe leaves your lungs as your heart jumpstarts to new speeds. Gods why did this have to happen to you? Haven't you suffered enough already? Yellow fabric stood from the corner of your eye, but you refused to look up. If you do, your gonna end up seeing his smug face and then your just gonna become a puddly mess. Why has the universe cursed you so?
The doll sat on your stomach, hidden from view, but the lump was obvious and he could clearly see that there was an object there. It's not like you can escape, he's got you securely in his arms. Meaning your trapped.
This felt so similar to how close you were with the dream Yugo, right as he kiss- no no, I can NOT be thinking about that right now with the real him holding me like this! And yet you felt hotter then normal. You ponder over the thought of slightly moving your toward him, and possibly hearing his heart. But you instantly reject that idea, this is already bad enough as it is. "So," Yugo decided to finally break the silence. "Are you gonna show me now? We can do this the easy way, or the hard way."
The fuck does he mean by that?? It's not like he'll actually hurt you or anything, so you dig your heels in deeper, and tell him, "N-no."
His entire torso vibrated as he chuckled. "No? Alright then, suit yourself. Hard way it is."
And you couldn't imagine what the hard way was exactly. It's so childish and foolish you just felt more awkward and shy. He... Yugo, he.... by gods its so kiddy. In one motion, he shifts your body around and the guy starts to shake you! Like how a bully would to a nerd almost. You feel yourself get tugged up and down by his hands until the doll falls out, making a defeated squeak as it hits the ground.
Your pupils shrink at the sight of the stitched toy on the floor. Oh gods... this is it, the end of Y/n. Never will she ever see the light of day again. Helplessly, unable to do a single thing, Yugo sets you down, letting go of you so he can grab it. A lack of warmth where his hands were made your skin shiver. Inside you were crying and cringing as the male eliatrope brought the doll up to his face. When he looks at you for an explanation, your face gets redder and hotter, so you just keep staring at the dirt road beneath you.
"Is this what you were trying to hide?" Your silence is taken as a yes. "Y/n," even though the situation was pretty awkward for you, his lips curved up as he says your name. "You know you didn't need to hide this from me, right? If you wanted one, you could've just asked me for one, then you wouldn't have to buy it."
Your eyes flicker to the blonde headed person. Confusion clouds your mind. "What?"
"Yeah! I've got tons of these, posters, toys, paintings, and since they're using my image, I get an unlimited supply of them, and 20 percent of the cut." He clears up, tossing and catching his mini-Yugo repeatedly, the other hand sitting on his hip. "I have a whole storage shed full of these at home."
Quickly you snatch the button eyed doll before he could seize it again. "Yeah, w-well I.... I..." I've developed a massive crush for you and I never wanted to kiss someone so bad before I think it's gonna kill me one day. "I THOUGHT IT WAS NEAT SO I TOOK IT!"
Why the fuck did you yell that? He's right there! You could've easily said that in a normal voice but noooo, life decided to 'Fuck Y/n' today and screw you over! Yugo was clearly taken back by the shouting, raising his brow up. "Are you okay?" If only I had a nickel for every time people ask me that. Suddenly, as you were about confirm that you were alright, Yugo moves his legs to lean in close to you, like Dream Yugo close. Bending down slightly lower, eyes locking in, foreheads inches away. You can feel his hot breath on your face, he's that close to you.
Wait don't tell me he's gonna do what I think he's gonna do, right?? One hand goes up, almost cupping your jaw. With how the sun was angled, his entire form was coated in an orange glow. You stare at his face, completely bewitched by it all. The hand went past your cheek, tucking a hair behind your ear and then stepping back. You were disheartened that he wasn't doing what you thought he'd do. That nearly sent your core into overdrive. The little tease! You may not be an expert when it comes to this, but damn you know a tease when you see one. Yugo leans back, putting his arms at the rear of his skull. "At least you got good taste-" that sentence was cut short when water is poured right on top of him, a little waterfall falling over his head.
His entire body got soaked, hat, shirt, shorts. You move away so you wouldn't get drenched, and look up to see where in the world it came from. How does that even happen? Up above, peering over a window on the 3rd floor of a building, was a large and pudgy woman with a dog pug like face. Seems she's seen many years. She held a wooden bucket in her arm, and shaking a fist at the two of you. "Je n'aurai PAS un groupe d'adolescents qui s'embrassent derrière ma maison! Aller! Sors d'ici!"
Wiping away the water from his eyes, Yugo glances between you and the angry dog lady, shivering. "What is she saying?" You ask, trying to figure out what language that is.
"No idea." Yugo shivers, "But I think we should get out of here before something else happens."
Even though he was showing clear signs of being cold, you swear you saw a light blush over his face, or your seeing things. Definitely seeing stuff. You nod, holding the doll close to you as Yugo makes a portal to go into. The woman starts waving her hands. "Shoo! Shoo!"
Ignoring her, and attempting to try again, he turns away from the blue glowing portal to give you a half lidded smirk. "You know, if you ever want the real thing, I'm only a call awa-" a fish from the dog woman was thrown right into his face, knocking him into the magical gateway, not even giving him a chance to finish. And when it hit him, it made the loud slap and everything.
Shocked and slightly pissed, you crane your head up, looking her dead in the eye. In her claws was another large silver fish, which was pointed right at you with a face saying, 'I'll make you smell like fish for a week if you don't start moving.' And you weren't particularly in a fish target mood today, so you narrow your brows at her, making a glare that could put Fionda's to shame, and stepped in the portal. A part of you was still recovering from that very real and very close moment, and the other part was replaying that same cursed dream over and over, like a record stuck on repeat.
Portal closing behind you, your feet touch the grass of Habhaï's backyard, and a fallen being with fish on his face in front of you. "Here, I'll help you up." He mutters thanks as you pull him up, arms latching around each other. And that's when it hit you, the smell. Your starting to have serious doubts that water was clean. "Oh good gods Yugo, you reek."
The dead fish falls off of his head, leaving a trail of slime all over his skin. Immediately he tries to wipe it away from his mouth, eyes, and nose with his very soaked tank top shirt, but one whiff from that alone forced him to make a gagging sound. And since he has higher sense then you, to him the smell must be incredibly over bearing. He might actually puke. You knew from experience puking your guts out wasn't very attractive, but whenever you did cause you had gotten sick, someone would always be there to hold your hair back so it wouldn't get mixed with the rejected food. "Um, do you need me to hold your hat back so you can barf real quick?"
Yugo puts a fist to his mouth to keep that from happening. "No, I just need to-" his hands dig into the bottom of the turtle neck, and pulls it up, the bottom half of his stomach exposing itself to the world. Oh okay so he's taking it off..... cool, cool. When he gets it over his chest and head, the person sighs, but you keep looking at where his shirt used to be. His tanned skin looked nearly flawless and you've seen his chest before but god damn- "Much better, my clothes always shrink when its cold washed."
Y/n.exe has stopped working, please restart your service and try again. He catches your stare, and you quickly look entirely somewhere else, like a rock, or your shoes. "What? What is it?"
"Its- its nothing." You stutter out, "You should probably go clean yourself up though, you really stink."
"Hopefully not as bad as Ruel's feet." Yugo jokes, bunching his top into a small and wet ball. "You wanna trade?"
Let's see, the cute and cuddly doll, or Yugo's smelly shirt. You hold it closer to you, in case he tried to take it. "Hmm, hard pass."
"Ah, shucks. Oh well." He snaps his fingers, tsking. "Guess that lil' guy's charms are too irresistible then, maybe next time."
"Yeah, when you don't have fish on you."
"Hey!" He puts a hand on his chest to be over dramatic. "I'll have you know that this smell was made by only the most richest in products. Unless," his arms open wide, smiling. "You wanna get a better inhale of this very expensive scent."
You wanted to jump into his arms, to feel his warmth, but at the same time he really smelt bad. "I'm good," you tell him, stepping away from him as he tries to get closer. "Really, it suits you more then me."
"Come oooon~ its not that bad." Arms still open, nearly within reach of you.
"No no wait Yugo don't you dare-!" You go to make a run for it, but he takes hold of your hand and pulls you into him, the side of your face pressed against his bare pecs. The doll squeaks as it gets crushed between the two of you. Instead of marveling at this, the fish and garbage aroma had found its way into your nostrils. And the cold water that clung to him was getting on you. "Oh my gods this is the worst."
Yugo bends back a little to lift you off the ground. "You mean the best." He corrects you. "Let us bask in this historical moment."
You put your palms on his chest, using all of your strength to push yourself away from the fish scented eliatrope. "You can bask in this moment yourself Daenerys. Count..." you give it your all to escape this prison, making some space from him. "me... out!" But your arm slips, and his much more stronger appendages slam you back into his chest. "I hate you."
"No you don't."
"I find you 100 percent unappealing right now."
"Sure you do."
"Your a jerk."
That just gets a laugh out of him, turning your face red again. Apart from the smell, this isn't that bad. To be honest, this was pretty nice. With how warm he felt, the rhythm of his breathing, and with how your ear is right on his chest, if you listen closely, you can hear his heart. The beat sounded slower, way more different then the average person. Why, a normal human would be dying if their heartbeat was that slow, and yet here he is, stinky and very much alive. It was soothing, his heart. And his body heat felt so warm and relaxing. You can feel exhaustion at the edges of your brain, eating up your mind and body.
You haven't even been like this for a full minute, and already you were feeling drowsy. Slowly, not even aware of reality anymore, your consciousness slips away, falling asleep in Yugo's arms.
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Holy shit.
Holy shit.
HOLY SHIT!
I fell asleep, in his arms! Why? How?! How does something like that even happen?! Maybe you should've had more rest when you had the chance, but whenever he who must not be named was around, it's like everything else is tossed out the fucking window and left to rot. You distracting Yugo? Ha! It's more like he was distracting you ! Never have you ever been that way with anybody before, and just the thought of remembering what it was like in his hold made a light flutter in your chest. But you fell asleep! On him!
And when you woke up? It got ten times fucking worse! Apparently he had placed you on the couch, put a pillow under your head, blanket, Az, Min, and you had awaken to the most comfortable moment ever. But since Yugo had given you that... hug? Embrace? A tight hold? Whatever, but because he did that, your clothes smelt like that rotten fish and nasty water, and then that got on your blankets so you had to wash everything. Still, if it were up to you, you'd sacrifice your clean bedding to be that close to him again.
Its as if the more time you spent with him, the harder you fall for him. And its only been two and a half weeks! Who the fuck wants to date someone after only two and a half weeks?! You, you do. If this keeps up, your not gonna last long, because you need to prioritize between finding your brother, and exploring your love life. And one is clearly more important then the other, but its hard when Yugo is anywhere around you! For the pass few days now, you have been going out with Amalia to practice driving so there wasn't that much run-ins with him, and yes you do wish that you could bump to him again, but Habhaï needs you.
Other then that, not much has happened. Ruel had gotten himself a radio, but is still figuring out how to work it. The search for Habhaï has spread out more, looking for any leads, and you were actually getting better at driving.
"Hey! Spacecase come on I need you to pay attention." A pair of dark colored hands snapped in front of your face. "This is a make it or break it moment and you need to focus." Amalia said. "Unless you wanna get splattered all over the streets."
"O-oh, yeah. My bad."
She's right. You weren't too enthusiastic in being in another race again, but thanks to the practice you were feeling a little more confident about it. Currently you were sitting on the bike, hands on the handles, with only ten minutes left till Amalia had to go to the sidelines like all the other coaches. Many other drivers were all around you, talking with their teams and getting ready to go. Like last time many people were on the bleachers, and music was being played loud, minus for when the announcer was speaking.
Amalia grabs your helmet, and pushes it onto your head. "You have to be..." it slips on, fitting your noggin perfectly, minus for a certain part of your head. That specific spot just felt cramped and tight. "...on your best A game tonight." She grunts once it's on.
"I am, my A game's ready." You grip the handles tighter, feeling the anxiety of being in another race again wrap itself around your body. "I am the readiest I've ever been."
"Ruel's told better lies then that. Look, just keep your mind out of the gutters, at least till after we get back to the house." She sighs, standing up. A hand rests on her green hair, a sign that she was stressed. "I know your pretty occupied with Daenerys and all, but just push that stuff to the side for now, and try to make it back here in one piece."
You stare at her, shocked. She was there? How much did she witness? Just thinking about that makes you feel flushed and hot. "You saw that?!"
"Good evening racers! I, Jactance, have a lovely surprise for everyone tonight! To help get advertisers which is what sponsors this sport, I have taken it upon myself to invite a local celebrity into the press box tonight. Some of you may know him as-"
A quick, and chipper voice with a hint of robot in it had talked over the normal racing speaker. "H-h-helloooo~ Bontarian rrrrracers! Dan the Man here with Jactance live to observe who will be the luck- luckily- luck- LUCKY winner tonight!" Wait, you've heard this guy somewhere before. But where? You move your head around to see the little box room that the voices were being broadcasted from, seeing a very short man with red hair, and next him a slim but tall man holding a mic. "And the three winners will get a one on one interview with I at the winner's circle! So tell me my short co-worker, whose caught your eye this time?"
"Well there a quite a few contenders tonight that have instantly became a crowd favorite. Giga-Speed has been declared undefeated this season so far, if he makes it to the finals then he may have a chance to be the best racer in the world! Mad Dog is a close second though, he pushes anybody who gets in his way, and he's pretty large so competitors should watch out!"
"Oooh! Sounds like a wild animal to me."
"You betcha Dan! That's the best way to describe Mad Dog." You gulp at the name, wondering if he was here tonight. "And then let's not forget the newest addition to the franchise, the Beta Bomb! Her last apperence was quite the show, but let's hope that it wasn't just beginners luck, or she'll be racer-ized! And speaking of that; coaches, now is the time to leave the track! Race will begin in 5 minutes!"
"Hear that!" The new voice yelled. "Tick tock tick tock better get your asses moving now!"
And the music came back on. Mad Dog? Giga-Speed? "Hey Amalia, what do you think my chances are?" You ask, only to find her already walking away.
"Good luck Y/n!" She waved behind her. "I'll meet you back here when this over!"
Are you shitting me right now? Okay, looks like this is all you, and you alone. Oh okay then guess she's gone. When she jumps over the gate that keeps the crowds back, you release a sigh, wondering how this race will go this time. Many other coaches and repairmen were walking off of the wide road, leaving only the other racers here. You look around at some of the larger vehicles, which made you feel even smaller then usual. Will your little bike make through this race? Sure, there are some upgrades that the mechanics have done, with a new paint job that had the number 47 in neon letters. Can you even win this?
Last time was nothing but pure luck. You nearly crashed three different times, those people were trying to box you in, and you fell through a fucking roof. Whose to say that this will be any better? Many people around you turn on their machines, and the crowds cheered louder. Here we go again. Nearly all of the lights are shut off, except for the ones that were pointed to the track. Begrudgingly, you switch the key over, and rev up the engine. Like before, a street traffic light was thrown down from a beam above your head, connected by a flimsy wire. The red light went on, signaling that it wasn't time yet. "Racers! Start. Your. Engiiiinnnesss!!"
Then it flicks to yellow. Still not time yet. Your nerves felt the hints of unease as you stare at the light, waiting for the green. The moment it changes, you switch gears, and turn up the acceleration.
"Gooooo!"
Now! And you were off, going down the road and leaving the giant warehouse behind, with a large group of rowdy people surrounding you. The cobbled streets were a lot smoother then the grassy fields that you had practiced in, and nearly everywhere you drove was empty, or had little to no people near by. And since there weren't no people in the roads, it was clear driving from here. The sound of the music and announcers faded away as the distance between all the racers and the warehouse increased.
A sudden bump had pushed the end of your bike. You give a quick glance to see what that was, and see the same ecaflip from the winner's circle. This guy is Giga-Speed, the one who told you about having a coach and all that. His vehicle suited him well, slick and red, with black stickers on it. What does he want? Surprisingly, instead of hitting your bike again with his bumper, he drove along your side, matching your speed. Your eyes go from the road to him and back, trying to not crash at the same. His window goes down, and he rest his arm on it, steering the car with one hand. "Hey Beta Bomb! Good to see ya again!"
Is he serious right now?! With the helmet on your head and the wind blowing by, it was hard to speak up. "Uh h-hey! Shouldn't you be watching the road?!"
A small little four wheeled vehicle passes the both of you, but Speedy here didn't seem to care. He nonchalantly shrugs. "Eh, I'll catch up! And I'm sure you'll have no problem either! You should chill!"
"Believe me when I say I am NOT in the mood to chill!" You yell, and spot a turn up ahead.
"Oooh, spunk huh? I can deal with that! How long have you been into the sport?!"
For real? He wants to have a friendly conversation in the middle of the race? He must be part Iop then, if that's the case. "Not long! A friend of mine dragged me into it!"
Technically that wasn't lie.
"Alright well, I'll see you at the finish line then! And you see that large truck coming our way?!" You didn't want to look behind you due to the turn, but you did anyway, and see a large looming motor vehicle getting closer. "Just don't let that guy get ahead of ya! Trust me!"
Then he grabs a stick next to his seat, shifts it, and his car zooms off, leaving you in the dust. What in the world does he mean by that? Well, he is the expert here. You take a mental note of the advice, and lean to the left to turn. That practice really came in handy, because just a few days ago you didn't even know how to start the drill, let along a motorcycle. Look at you now, keeping up with all the other drivers, and not becoming road meat. Much better improvement then the first time. Sure, you still don't know what the meters with the red arrows in front of you mean, but you can learn what they are later, and
You turn up the speed, and slowly pass a few more automobiles, some cursing at either you, or their car for not being faster. The sounds of crashes nearly made you jump, it sounded like metal crashing against metal, which told you that some drivers didn't make the turn. What did actually make you jump though, was the loudest horn your ears had heard. It's so loud, it felt like it was being played right next to your earlobe, but really it was coming from the giant truck that Giga-Speed had warned you about. And it was catching up.
The window glass was incredibly dark, making it impossible to see who was driving that thing. And the truck itself was so wide and large, it nearly took up the whole street. Cars were smashed to the sides as it went by, a few shrieks of terror let out into the late night. Who in the World is driving that thing?! You don't have much time to think on it too hard, as one vehicle nearly tries to bump into your side of the bike. You use the brake handle to slow down, so that way they went into a lamp post instead of you.
The horn blarred again, a lot closer then before. The bike makes a loud motor noise as you rev up the acceleration again, not to get ahead but to make sure you don't get hit by that truck. If it even nicks you, that's the end. You'll probably get in a wreck, and most likely get sent to a hospital, and then Fionda's gonna hear about it, which is a huge no no. If she found out she'd be off with your head. Wait, where are all the other racers? Now that your noticing it, are you the only one here? Maybe the others are further up, and that's why you don't see anybody.
You lean in again for another turn, it should be the last one and then it's a straight stretch back to the warehouse. Your not really 100 percent sure on that, since last time you flew over everything after spinning out, and you'd rather not let history repeat itself. Your knees grip the fuel tank tighter, and speed up. Just a little longer and I can go back to bed. Your soft and wonderful blankets, with a small Az and adorable Min waiting for you. Again, the same horn played, and bright lights shined on your back.
Oh shit he's right behind you! Come on, faster! The engine revs up, creating a large gap between you and the giant automobile. That's when you see it, the large building with tons of people, loud music, and weird broadcasters talking on the speakers. There it is! Hope fills your entire chest, maybe you were going to make it! It's very short lived however, when the guy behind you hits your tailgate, hard. Amalia's gonna be pissed if there's a dent, she just paid to fix this thing up a few days ago. The brights lights blinded you for a few moments once you enter the warehouse, quickly crossing over the finish line.
"Look at that Jactance! Here comes B-B-Beta Bomb rolling right into second place!"
"And there's Mad Dog right behind her in third place! That's the closest call I've seen in a long time Dan! And looks like Mad Dog still lives up to his name, because the rest if the drivers have been shoved right out of the race!"
You spot Amalia in her disguise, waving her hand for you to pull over next to her. Quickly you slow down, driving over to the sidelines to get out of the way of the large truck that had tried to knock you out of the race. It moves past you, pulling next to what looked like their coach. The bike comes to a completely stop, and you rip off the heavy helmet, panting from the near death experience. "Y/n you made it!" The sadidanette exclaims, jumping over the barrier and runs to you. "We need to get out of here, now!"
"What?" Your heart slowly down as the adrenaline stops pumping in your veins. "Why? Did something happen?"
"No, but it's 2:56 in the morning!" She quickly explains. "The others are gonna wake up soon if we don't get going! And we still have to change, and drop off the gear back at the storage."
Oh, that's not good. "Okay, uh," you look at the road that laid out in front of you, and idea forming in your head. "Get on, I can drive us there and we might be able to get back in time."
"Can the racers 1, 47, and 12 please come to the winner's circle to collect your prizes! Repeat, racers 1, 47, and 12 please come to the winner's circle to collect your prize."
She looked at the bike with a skeptical expression. "Fine, just don't crash on the way there Spacecase."
"Relax," you say, switch gears as she climbs in. You push the helmet back on your head, getting ready to go. "I'm a professional."
"Professional my ass- aahh!"
You couldn't help but snicker as the bike cuts her off, squeezing the go handle to zoom out of there. "What's this?" Jactance wonders as you and Amalia drive right back out. "Beta Bomb is leaving the building! It seems she isn't even interested in the money!"
"What?!"
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Le deleted scene
Note: takes place right after Yugo gives Y/n gobbowl stew and leaves.
Yugo pulled himself out of your bag, red faced all the way down to his neck, and scolded himself. "Stupid! Stupid stupid stupid! Who says skedaddle anymore?!"
He banged his fist against his head, wanting the earth to swallow him so he could just rot in shame for eternity. He walked away from your bag, muttering things to himself. "And you walked in on her?! Just because you wanted to give her some soup?! What?!"
Az crawled out of the haven bag after Yugo did. Once he flew to Yugo, instead of landing on his head the tofu ended up getting pointed at by his owner. "A-and you!"
Confused, Az looked left and right, flying head level with his owner. "I blame you for what happened!! I spent hours looking all over for you! Because of you I almost saw her in her underwear stuff!" Then he leaned his face in closer and whispered. "Her underwear Az."
The bird let out a sigh, and rolled his eye dark pupils. But then he saw something behind Yugo, and let out a tweet.
"You know how many times I thought you got eaten or something, only to find out your snuggling with Y/n? And when did you start going into other people's hats huh?!" Az was shaking his head no while looking at the thing that sat behind Yugo. "Oh yeah don't think I didn't notice. We haven't even known her for a week yet and... and she was already really nice to us, willing to risk her life to save ours when we got knocked out by that's spider's terrible dinner, and... making me feel like I know her as well as any of my friends... I-I don't know."
The sandy blonde eliatrope wiped his face with his hand, still feeling hot in the cheeks. "But she's so... I just... she possess a quality I can't put my finger on."
Someone cleared their throat. Yugo's body stiffened, realizing he's done for. It felt weird for him to he surprised, usually it was hard to sneak up on Yugo given his, you know, DNA and all. Footsteps came up to him, and it sounded like there were more then one. "I think I know what that qualatity is." Dally said with a smug face.
"Oh yes Yugo buddy old pal, we both have a pretty good idea what you mean." Ruel smiled, wrapping his arm around the person who he considered his own son.
He groaned in embarrassment, covering his face with his hands. "Can this day get any worse?"
"It can Yugo." Percedal said, "But relax, nothing like talking about it ain't going to hurt anyone."
"It's going to hurt my pride."
"Ah nonsense! When I was your age, I've seen many many more then 'underwear stuff'. Didn't know that's what the younger generation calls them now but as long as it's the same thing what does it matter?"
Yugo basically melted through Ruel's arm, and curled up on the ground. "Someone please kill me."
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I've had this scene for months, and the reason why I didn't add it in earlier was because it didn't really flow right with the story, but it was just too good to just get deleted. I love embarrassed Yugo, don't you?
-JH01