REQUEST BY
UM
FIGHT ME
I DONT SHIP THIS BUT
HERES THIS THING
UH
THIS IZ LIKE FLUFF + CRACK + UR MOM + IM LOSING MOTIVATION SO THIS MIGHT SUCK
YEa
FXYLIK YER A MAN KISSER/nm
WarniNGs: SHITTY ASS FLIRTING/j
nOoNEs pOV (I HATE WRITING THAT OMFG) :
Cheesy and Balloon were sitting in bed, literally not doing anything. they were kind of just sitting there.
"Hey, Balloon?"
"Yea?"
"Yknow, If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put 'U' and 'I' together."
Balloon just stared at cheesy, who was fucking cackling, and slapping his knee.
"Where do you even FIND these??"
"I dont even- *WHEEZE* -Know!1!!!!!!!!1!!"
".. Wowee. Aaanyway, um, you wanna go outside? The suns setting."
Cheesy FINALLY stopped laughing, looking back at Balloon.
"Yea, sure!!"
Once the two got outside, they sat under a tree. Balloon slightly leaned on cheesy, causing him (cheesy) to crack a smile.
"Hmn,, pretty,," Balloon muttered.
"Yea, the sunsets always nice. Not as nice as you though!!" [Insert knee slap]
"HUh??2? Oh, yea. The sunsets nice too, i guess."
".. WH-"
Once the sun was down entirely, they went back inside, tired from all the laughing.
"You suck at pick up lines."
"You do, too."
"I'm kidding. Theyre all really funny, and i actually really love them-"
"Really?"
"Yea.."
"Well- thanks-! You should go to sleep though, you look pretty tired."
"Yea, i am.. Night, cheesy."
"G'Night!"
I HATE THIS ITS SO BAD I HATE IT I HATE IT I HATE IT
IM GONNA FUCKINFG CRY
230 WORDS IG, AUGH I SUCK AT WRITING AS CHEESY