Hotshot and Spot were sitting on the couch, scrolling through their phones and completely ignoring each other. Every once in a while, they'd show the other something funny, laugh, then go back to ignoring each other.
It's a wonder how they're best friends, yet never have an actual conversation.
Spot was on Instagram, just scrolling through mindless stupidity- his words, not mine- when he felt the urge to sneeze. He pinched his nose and squeezed his eyes closed, hoping it would pass over.
"What are you doing?" Spot opened his eyes and looked at Hotshot, who's eyebrows were raised in question.
"I have to sneeze", Spot responded, still holding his nose. Hotshot folded his lips into a thin line, containing his laughter.
Spot rolled his eyes. Goofball.
"Uh, why are you holding your nose, may I ask?"
Spot released his nose and paused, making sure he wasn't going to sneeze. He nodded and turned to Hotshot. "Because my sneeze is deadly."
Hotshot tried not to giggle. "R-really?"
"Yep", Spot agreed, going back to scrolling through his phone. "Anything else?"
"Nope", Hotshot shook his head, still trying not to laugh. "All good."
Spot nodded and ignored Hotshot again, so he didn't notice when the taller got up and went to the kitchen. He grabbed the pepper out of the cabinet, sniffling when the he placed some in his hand.
He knew Spot might kill him, but this is entirely worth it.
Hotshot walked back into the room, throwing the pepper at Spot's face.
"AH-" Spot placed his hands on his eyes as Hotshot let out an audible "Uh, oh." Spot rubbed his eyes, trying to see his second in front of him. "HOTSHOT, YOU LITTLE-"
Spot stopped, his nose scrunching as he sneezed.
Hotshot let out the loudest laugh anyone could ever hear, holding his stomach as Spot continued to sneeze.
His sneezes were loud and obnoxious, almost like a dad. This made Hotshot laugh harder and Spot grabbed a tissue and blew his nose, looking at the small specks of paper on the tissue. He looked up at Hotshot, who was still laughing, with anger.
"Shot", Spot sneered. "I'm gonna kill you."
"Wait, wait", Hotshot wheezed, placing a hand up to stop Spot of talking. "Just let me- HAHAHAHAHHAA- just- just let me f-finish laughing."
Spot tackled his best friend to the floor.
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FanfictionCover not mine! I found it on Google. This is a series of oneshots that randomly pop into my head. And I have a lot! But I am open to suggestions and ideas. I take all criticism, anything's helpful.
