This goofy story is about two literal evade legos that I gave personality. Bobo x Jard. Occasionally Rebel x Defect Rebel but probably briefly. I have decent writing skills(?) so this should at least have a good plot if not a good plot and good writ...
(THIS IS LITERALLY GONNA BE HOW BOBO LOOKS BC I LOVE IT "Boob" 💀)
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Jard locked his gaze on the figure in the doorway. The person standing there looked very unimpressed. "...Yeah. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm trying to make you go super homo mode. Kay?" He kicked the door with
frustration, the lock swayed. I gasped out, "OH MY GOD, ASHE?-" he gave an irritated look. "OH MY GOD. YES. ASHER. Forgot you guys are dumb." He already seemed rude.. "Yes, I'm rude. Thanks for noticing Bobo."
He swiped a pen across a small tablature device. "I have control over what happens here like; location, the round length, the break length, the amount of rounds, and how gay you guys are for each other-" he
tapped at spiked goggles that were resting above his head. Jard stared at me in shock, wrapping his hoodie string. He tapped more at his device until a lock fell into his hand. "Aha! Perfect." Before he fully locked up the
door, he peeked through the large crack I the door and said, "Bye my fellow homosexuals. Stay fruity. <33" Jard's voice cracked in the middle of his sentence, "I AM NOT FRUITY!". "BITCH, YOU'RE FRUITY
THAN TOOTY FRUITY TICTACS. STOP DENYING YOUR UNDYING LOVE FOR BOBO." The door completely shut when the tab said, ANGRY MUNCI. The round had started. I giggled and behan to speak, "I
mean.. You can't really deny it.. You are most certainly fruity. For me though?" I smirked at his frustration, it was cute. "EH? HOW ARE YOU NOT CONCERNED RIGHT NOW!? WE'RE LOCKING IN A BARN BOBO. A
BARN." He kicked his foot up and down. "Why should I be upset that I get to hang out with you instead of fending for my life? I love when we get to hangout with each other.." I smiled lightly at all the other times
we had just been able to hang out and not run and hide. Jard was a polite guy. Most of the time at least. But most importantly; he was really caring and made sure I felt okay. Like with the... Gun..What would happen if
one of us were to get shot?... It would probably be me. I'm clumsy, I almost shoved the person I love off a rock.. WAIT, THE PERSON I WHA- "It got darker.." Jard pointed out. "I don't like the dark..." I added,
he grabbed my arm and pulled me next to him.. very close.. He lit a dim flashlight that he had stored in his pocket and held it in front of us. "To dim to keep you over there on your own, angel..~" THIS CUNT. I could
feel my face heat up. "I love you, asshole." I spat out. He laughed under is breath and hugged me closer to him. He seems to have a thing for cuddling.. Not like I have a problem with that. I lay my head on his
shoulder in boredom. He snatched my visor of my head and investigated it. "Cool. What else comes off?" He smirked. ..... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- "Nothing that concerns you. Yet." He paused and
grew a red tone. "I'm kidding." I whispered. He exhaled as he sat back. It was extremely awkward for a while. "It's been a while..." I dug through my bag for my clock. I looked at it anxiously, it said Error. "Uhm..Jard?.."
