Skipp!

After a row of twigs snapping and papers crumpling under their feet, he finally turned around at the loud bang of them running into a trash can. Not even gonna lie, I think we all pictured their reunion being… more heartening than the clunkiness that was currently present. Olive, please stop— I know it’s you. Callout successful.

[Seriously get this guy some cookies]

Ok then. Cool, starting another conversation with Olive falling. Maybe this wasn’t going to be as bad as he thought!! How have you been? He reached out his arm for them, repeating last time once again. Let’s hope it’s not all just like last time...

Olive looked oddly happy to see him. Maybe they forgot??? No no, that’s crazy, how could they forget about that. Skip’s really overthinking this huh. I’m doing good! I’ve just been… itching to see you lately. I mean what who said that. Not me. You’re crazy. He sits on the bench and pats the spot next to him for them to sit.

Well then, the mood had certainly changed. Olive sounded almost, I don’t know, flirtatious??? No. That sounds wrong. There’s no way that could be their intention… right? Whatever they were actually trying to communicate, that’s definitely what Skipp thought. And it showed. Oh. Umm, thanks. You too. Shoot I already said that… He hid his face out of embarrassment.

Aww, this is so sweet! Thank you! He examined the cookies before grabbing one and taking a bite. These are amazing, I didn’t know you could bake! Oh poor guy, if only he knew Sora made them. Now for the mysterious box. Can I open this yet?

Well I mean that’s ok, they’re still really good. Tell Sora I liked them next time you see him! Once he’d gotten Olive’s approval, he opened up the box. He hadn’t picked up their nervousness though. Surely it can’t be anything bad… I hope—

Skipp was in awe at what he’d discovered. Olive! You shouldn’t have! He slid the bracelet onto his wrist. And it’s a perfect fit! I sorta feel bad now, not getting you anything. He honestly was far too excited about this, but that’s in character for him.

Skipp was going to ask them what they went. Emphasis on was. That is until he figured it out on his own. What. The. Actual. FUCK. He kinda just froze. If my calculations are correct, the heat radiating off of him right now could classify as a natural disaster.

Wait… so that’s not what they meant. And he just made it super weird again. Cool. Skipp hugged his legs to his chest, rocking back and forth ever so slightly. I’m surprised he could even manage that on a bench. This whole things must look quite strange to any unfortunate passerby.

Skipp got out of his little ball after hearing that, turning to face Olive. They wouldn’t be feeling guilty on his watch! What? This isn’t your fault, I’m the one who misinterpreted what you said. He put his hand on their leg as a form of reassurance. This guy really was too innocent for his own good…

Go on a walk? With Olive? Just some nice relaxing time alone? How could he say no to that! especially since the last time they saw each other wasn’t exactly calming. Sure! I haven’t been around this part of Ramshackle all that much, so you’re gonna have to do most of the navigation.

The noise definitely… threw him off. Jesus Christ are they ok?? It’s probably fine. He was still sitting on the bench, waiting for them to make a decision on where they were headed. What? He already said he didn’t know the area.

Oh Olive, you’re such an idiot. Before going after them, Skipp put the box in the bag of cookies and then put the bag in his elbow. He didn’t say anything about it though, it’s not like they were that far away. So, why a walk? Is there somewhere in particular you wanted to go?

Skipp looked over at Olive’s arm, they were digging a lot deeper now. Geez dude don’t hurt yourself! He grabbed their hand to stop them from hurting themselves. There we go. It’s so nice around here. Just look around, there’s so much more nature! I should really come here more often.

Well yeah, of course I do! How could you not? It’s just so… beautiful. Olive could probably think of a million reasons why not, but that’s alright. Oh, and I’d just like to mention that they were still holding hands. Feels like I should share that with you.

He one hundred percent saw through that lie, but there was really know need to point it out. I get it’s not for everyone. There’s a lot of what some would call “pests”; bugs, venomous snakes, that kind of stuff. But I think everything is special in its own way.

The pair kept walking, coming across a patch of dandelions. See, like these! He bent down and picked one to present to them. Even though they’re weeds, they’re thought of as being amazing enough to grant wishes. Ooh, I know! We should both make one! Actually we probably shouldn’t blow on it, it’ll spread the seeds. But we can still do the wish part!

The pair stood in silence for a brief moment, making the aforementioned wishes. Now, what to do instead of blowing on it? Hmm… Skipp thought about it before gasping at his idea, what could possibly be this exciting?!? He moved Olive’s hair away from their ear, tucking the stem of the weed behind it. This way both of our wishes will always be with each other! Oh. That’s what—

Ah geez, am I really that predictable? He’d said it in a more so playful manner, but it did kinda sound like there was some insecurity laced in there too? Maybe they were just bad at people. We’ll never know. Moving on. He had something to ask them, something that had been haunting him this whole time. Alright, here it goes. So… this is probably gonna sound weird, but why are you doing all of this for me? I appreciate it, I really do, but it feels like there’s a bigger reason behind it.

It’s ok if there wasn’t a reason behind it! It’s kits that the gifts—all of this really—feels kinda out of character for you. I’m not trying to say you’re a bad person or anything, but most people just think of you as short tempered. Damn I wonder why. Anywho. But you’ve acted nothing like that with me. Come to mention it, you haven’t even brought up the kiss yet! Ooh, Skipp, that was not the most well calculated thing you’ve said…

Their fits were super tight, huh? Fuck, that looked like it hurt. Like a lot. He grabbed both of their hands to—once again—stop them from hurting themselves. But it was also a pretty convenient way of getting their attention. Win win! Ok… but can we talk about it? I know it was really dumb of me and I want to forget about it, but it’s only gonna be more awkward between us if we don’t.

Olive’s response wasn’t unwanted per se, just extremely out of left field. From his perspective anyway. What?!? Really?? You’d think the shock would’ve caused him to let go, on the contrary, it made him hold them tighter. He never minded the cold of their hands. As a matter of fact, it was the only thing that kept his nerves down right now. That’s kinda gay. Moving on—

Oh. Ok then. Of course you dumbass you’re gay for each other. Riiiight, you didn’t know that yet. Whoopsies. I did too. Can you guess what happens next? Probably not, it’s super off the rails. Do you have your guess ready?? Ok 3, 2, 1, AWKWARD SILENCE!! God, is that all you two know how to do?!? So… umm… what does that mean for us?

Is there a way to be like… out of character squared? Because that’s really the only way to describe Skipp’s point of view. They were out of character of their out of character stuff. Anything could happen next, which was both nerve wracking and exciting for him. What if they became like… official?? But it could also take a sharp decline. Not a fun thing to think about. Although it was still jarring, Skipp hugged them back, digging his head into their shoulder.

It took Skipp a second to—for lack of a better term—snap out of it. This just felt comforting, natural even. … g a y. Shoot, we’ve been standing here for a really long time. Let’s keep going! Ok. It was less awkward now. Still awkward, don’t get me wrong, but less. Noticeably so. But wait!! They’ve noticed something! Yknow the dandelion, like from earlier? Yep, it was pinned on his jacket. But not with just any pin, with the one they gave him!

Ok, things were going good! Better than expected after… all that. But there really wasn’t much conversation. What to say… What have you been up to recently? I know it hasn’t been that long since we last saw each other, but a lot can happen in a couple days! Besides, it always seems like something huge is happening every day with you guys. A bit generic maybe, but what was wrong with that? It was a solid ice breaker. Nice one Skipp!

Well, I have good and bad news for you Olive. Good news: He found your joke funny. He even laughed at it and everything! Bad news: That was indeed too hard. He tried to not make it obvious, but most people could probably tell it did. Damn, you’re stronger than you look. Sadly, no. I still miss him. Not much has happened with me either, kinda feels like a bad omen. He was kidding, but, you know, he wasn’t wrong…

Wait, seriously? They just stopped? There was nothing wrong with waiting a little bit longer, he’s a patient guy! … I already said he’s not gonna say anything. He could do this all day if he had to. …… Ok maybe not all day. At least good stuff has been happening, even if something bad could happen soon. And we’re together, that’s gotta be something! Yeah, Skipp was definitely better at this than Olive was.

I get that. Being on the street before I met Vinnie was… hard, to say the least. It was hard to be good old happy Skipp when there wasn’t anything to be happy about. Well, he didn’t exactly get what they meant by that, but he had the right idea. That’s something.

Well fuck. I don’t think either of them meant for this conversation to become existential, but here we are. Now that they were talking about it thought, Skipp really didn’t know much about their life before he met them. How about you? What were you up to before you met your friends?

I’m glad we both found our people. Not only was it just better for us, but that means we got to meat each other too. This is gonna sound really cheesy, but you’re honestly one of the best things that’s ever happened to me. Goddamnit Skipp you can’t keep saying stuff like that. He ran through his hair with his fingers. Well more like his bangs, since his hat was restricting the rest of it. It was honestly kinda annoying...

Yeah! You’re just, I don’t know… Oh but he did know. Trust me, he did. It was impossible to deny his feelings for them at this point. And he could be wrong—he isn’t—but he had a hunch they liked him back. You know what? He was gonna tell them!! He can fucking do this!! Go Skipp!! Hey umm, Olive? I… have something to tell you. Cmon Skipp you got this! Tell them!!

Nonono Olive, it’s nothing like that! We said we weren’t gonna do that anymore! You know I’m not discomforted by you! Ok, now that’s officially cleared up. He took a deep breath in. He’s got this… It’s just… um… I think I might like you. Like, like like you. YIPPIE!! He successfully told them about his feelings!! Can we get a round of applause for the goobers?!? Ok, you can stop now. I was just wondering if… you liked me too?? He stiffed up, clearly still at the edge of his fucking seat. Was this a mistake????

So… was that a yes or a no??? Olive was such an enigma. What even was their deal?? This fucked up little critter… He was gonna say something. But like. How do you even respond to that. So he didn’t. They’d figure it out eventually. Well no. They knew very well the answer. He’d figure it out eventually. As soon as they composed themselves, jesus.

Wait… you’re serious?!? Omigosh really?? Yes, Skipp, really. They’re both soooo stupid. But you know what?? That’s ok. Yes!! Yesyes yeeessss!! He started squealing out of pure excitement. Awww this cutie. I didn’t think you would!! You’re just like… so amazing. AAAHHH yay!! Let’s just be glad their alone here, or some people would get their necks slashed open after one too may—honestly perfectly reasonable—glances.

Yeah I’d say that’s a good thing. Remember kids: having a heat stroke is bad!! Ok, we can both be the amazing one then. But this is soooo exciting!! I’ve been wanting to tell you about this for… a while. Honestly I can’t think of a time where I didn’t feel this way about you. Wha— Skipp!! We JUST discussed this!! Heat strokes are BAD, remember?? Both of you are gonna die from one now.

Umm… I just said that I’ve felt that way for a while? Oh, you sweet summer child, they heard you the first time. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything about it sooner! I just… was worried. I never thought you’d be interested in anything like that. Something about being born in summer, blah blah blah. That’s not what they fucking meant.

Does that mean… this could be a thing?!? Us, together?? Like going on dates and hugging and cuddling and talking about our feelings and always knowing that we’re gonna be there for each other and care for each other??? Talk about a run on sentence. But I mean hopefully. There’s no way he put in all of this effort just for them to say no. Especially since—and let’s be real—it’s extremely obvious they’ve both liked one another for a hot minute.

He took their advice, taking a break to recompose himself. It’s a good thing too, or the thing I said about them being alone would’ve been obsolete with how loud he could have gotten. Sorry, sorry. This is just sooo amazing!! I’ve never done anything like this before, what with romance and stuff. I honestly don’t know what to do now. Oh Skipp, it’s truly bold of you to assume they have either.

Haha, yeah, let’s hope. We’re like, suuuuper awkward right now. He looked kinda shocked by that. The fact they’d never dated anyone before. Guess he just subconsciously thought that about them. For whatever reason. It’s not like they were a bad person—mostly—they just really didn’t seem like they’d be one to pay mind to relationships. We’ll just have to learn together then!

Oh believe me, it was not hard to notice. Are you ok, Olive? You seem a little… shaky. Way to put it lightly. I mean, they were wavering just from standing up! That is not normal, in case you’ve forgotten. Are you just tired? We can cut this short if you want. Why were they so sleepy? Was something genuinely wrong with them??? Uh oh. Now he’s getting paranoid.

Ok then. Cool, starting another conversation with Olive falling. Maybe this wasn’t going to be as bad as he thought!! How have you been? He reached out his arm for them, repeating last time once again. Let’s hope it’s not all just like last time...

Olive looked oddly happy to see him. Maybe they forgot??? No no, that’s crazy, how could they forget about that. Skip’s really overthinking this huh. I’m doing good! I’ve just been… itching to see you lately. I mean what who said that. Not me. You’re crazy. He sits on the bench and pats the spot next to him for them to sit.

Well then, the mood had certainly changed. Olive sounded almost, I don’t know, flirtatious??? No. That sounds wrong. There’s no way that could be their intention… right? Whatever they were actually trying to communicate, that’s definitely what Skipp thought. And it showed. Oh. Umm, thanks. You too. Shoot I already said that… He hid his face out of embarrassment.

Aww, this is so sweet! Thank you! He examined the cookies before grabbing one and taking a bite. These are amazing, I didn’t know you could bake! Oh poor guy, if only he knew Sora made them. Now for the mysterious box. Can I open this yet?

Well I mean that’s ok, they’re still really good. Tell Sora I liked them next time you see him! Once he’d gotten Olive’s approval, he opened up the box. He hadn’t picked up their nervousness though. Surely it can’t be anything bad… I hope—

Skipp was in awe at what he’d discovered. Olive! You shouldn’t have! He slid the bracelet onto his wrist. And it’s a perfect fit! I sorta feel bad now, not getting you anything. He honestly was far too excited about this, but that’s in character for him.

Skipp was going to ask them what they went. Emphasis on was. That is until he figured it out on his own. What. The. Actual. FUCK. He kinda just froze. If my calculations are correct, the heat radiating off of him right now could classify as a natural disaster.

Wait… so that’s not what they meant. And he just made it super weird again. Cool. Skipp hugged his legs to his chest, rocking back and forth ever so slightly. I’m surprised he could even manage that on a bench. This whole things must look quite strange to any unfortunate passerby.

Skipp got out of his little ball after hearing that, turning to face Olive. They wouldn’t be feeling guilty on his watch! What? This isn’t your fault, I’m the one who misinterpreted what you said. He put his hand on their leg as a form of reassurance. This guy really was too innocent for his own good…

Go on a walk? With Olive? Just some nice relaxing time alone? How could he say no to that! especially since the last time they saw each other wasn’t exactly calming. Sure! I haven’t been around this part of Ramshackle all that much, so you’re gonna have to do most of the navigation.

The noise definitely… threw him off. Jesus Christ are they ok?? It’s probably fine. He was still sitting on the bench, waiting for them to make a decision on where they were headed. What? He already said he didn’t know the area.

Oh Olive, you’re such an idiot. Before going after them, Skipp put the box in the bag of cookies and then put the bag in his elbow. He didn’t say anything about it though, it’s not like they were that far away. So, why a walk? Is there somewhere in particular you wanted to go?

Skipp looked over at Olive’s arm, they were digging a lot deeper now. Geez dude don’t hurt yourself! He grabbed their hand to stop them from hurting themselves. There we go. It’s so nice around here. Just look around, there’s so much more nature! I should really come here more often.

Well yeah, of course I do! How could you not? It’s just so… beautiful. Olive could probably think of a million reasons why not, but that’s alright. Oh, and I’d just like to mention that they were still holding hands. Feels like I should share that with you.

He one hundred percent saw through that lie, but there was really know need to point it out. I get it’s not for everyone. There’s a lot of what some would call “pests”; bugs, venomous snakes, that kind of stuff. But I think everything is special in its own way.

The pair kept walking, coming across a patch of dandelions. See, like these! He bent down and picked one to present to them. Even though they’re weeds, they’re thought of as being amazing enough to grant wishes. Ooh, I know! We should both make one! Actually we probably shouldn’t blow on it, it’ll spread the seeds. But we can still do the wish part!

The pair stood in silence for a brief moment, making the aforementioned wishes. Now, what to do instead of blowing on it? Hmm… Skipp thought about it before gasping at his idea, what could possibly be this exciting?!? He moved Olive’s hair away from their ear, tucking the stem of the weed behind it. This way both of our wishes will always be with each other! Oh. That’s what—

Ah geez, am I really that predictable? He’d said it in a more so playful manner, but it did kinda sound like there was some insecurity laced in there too? Maybe they were just bad at people. We’ll never know. Moving on. He had something to ask them, something that had been haunting him this whole time. Alright, here it goes. So… this is probably gonna sound weird, but why are you doing all of this for me? I appreciate it, I really do, but it feels like there’s a bigger reason behind it.

It’s ok if there wasn’t a reason behind it! It’s kits that the gifts—all of this really—feels kinda out of character for you. I’m not trying to say you’re a bad person or anything, but most people just think of you as short tempered. Damn I wonder why. Anywho. But you’ve acted nothing like that with me. Come to mention it, you haven’t even brought up the kiss yet! Ooh, Skipp, that was not the most well calculated thing you’ve said…

Their fits were super tight, huh? Fuck, that looked like it hurt. Like a lot. He grabbed both of their hands to—once again—stop them from hurting themselves. But it was also a pretty convenient way of getting their attention. Win win! Ok… but can we talk about it? I know it was really dumb of me and I want to forget about it, but it’s only gonna be more awkward between us if we don’t.

Olive’s response wasn’t unwanted per se, just extremely out of left field. From his perspective anyway. What?!? Really?? You’d think the shock would’ve caused him to let go, on the contrary, it made him hold them tighter. He never minded the cold of their hands. As a matter of fact, it was the only thing that kept his nerves down right now. That’s kinda gay. Moving on—

Oh. Ok then. Of course you dumbass you’re gay for each other. Riiiight, you didn’t know that yet. Whoopsies. I did too. Can you guess what happens next? Probably not, it’s super off the rails. Do you have your guess ready?? Ok 3, 2, 1, AWKWARD SILENCE!! God, is that all you two know how to do?!? So… umm… what does that mean for us?

Is there a way to be like… out of character squared? Because that’s really the only way to describe Skipp’s point of view. They were out of character of their out of character stuff. Anything could happen next, which was both nerve wracking and exciting for him. What if they became like… official?? But it could also take a sharp decline. Not a fun thing to think about. Although it was still jarring, Skipp hugged them back, digging his head into their shoulder.

It took Skipp a second to—for lack of a better term—snap out of it. This just felt comforting, natural even. … g a y. Shoot, we’ve been standing here for a really long time. Let’s keep going! Ok. It was less awkward now. Still awkward, don’t get me wrong, but less. Noticeably so. But wait!! They’ve noticed something! Yknow the dandelion, like from earlier? Yep, it was pinned on his jacket. But not with just any pin, with the one they gave him!

Ok, things were going good! Better than expected after… all that. But there really wasn’t much conversation. What to say… What have you been up to recently? I know it hasn’t been that long since we last saw each other, but a lot can happen in a couple days! Besides, it always seems like something huge is happening every day with you guys. A bit generic maybe, but what was wrong with that? It was a solid ice breaker. Nice one Skipp!

Well, I have good and bad news for you Olive. Good news: He found your joke funny. He even laughed at it and everything! Bad news: That was indeed too hard. He tried to not make it obvious, but most people could probably tell it did. Damn, you’re stronger than you look. Sadly, no. I still miss him. Not much has happened with me either, kinda feels like a bad omen. He was kidding, but, you know, he wasn’t wrong…

Wait, seriously? They just stopped? There was nothing wrong with waiting a little bit longer, he’s a patient guy! … I already said he’s not gonna say anything. He could do this all day if he had to. …… Ok maybe not all day. At least good stuff has been happening, even if something bad could happen soon. And we’re together, that’s gotta be something! Yeah, Skipp was definitely better at this than Olive was.

I get that. Being on the street before I met Vinnie was… hard, to say the least. It was hard to be good old happy Skipp when there wasn’t anything to be happy about. Well, he didn’t exactly get what they meant by that, but he had the right idea. That’s something.

Well fuck. I don’t think either of them meant for this conversation to become existential, but here we are. Now that they were talking about it thought, Skipp really didn’t know much about their life before he met them. How about you? What were you up to before you met your friends?

I’m glad we both found our people. Not only was it just better for us, but that means we got to meat each other too. This is gonna sound really cheesy, but you’re honestly one of the best things that’s ever happened to me. Goddamnit Skipp you can’t keep saying stuff like that. He ran through his hair with his fingers. Well more like his bangs, since his hat was restricting the rest of it. It was honestly kinda annoying...

Yeah! You’re just, I don’t know… Oh but he did know. Trust me, he did. It was impossible to deny his feelings for them at this point. And he could be wrong—he isn’t—but he had a hunch they liked him back. You know what? He was gonna tell them!! He can fucking do this!! Go Skipp!! Hey umm, Olive? I… have something to tell you. Cmon Skipp you got this! Tell them!!

Nonono Olive, it’s nothing like that! We said we weren’t gonna do that anymore! You know I’m not discomforted by you! Ok, now that’s officially cleared up. He took a deep breath in. He’s got this… It’s just… um… I think I might like you. Like, like like you. YIPPIE!! He successfully told them about his feelings!! Can we get a round of applause for the goobers?!? Ok, you can stop now. I was just wondering if… you liked me too?? He stiffed up, clearly still at the edge of his fucking seat. Was this a mistake????

So… was that a yes or a no??? Olive was such an enigma. What even was their deal?? This fucked up little critter… He was gonna say something. But like. How do you even respond to that. So he didn’t. They’d figure it out eventually. Well no. They knew very well the answer. He’d figure it out eventually. As soon as they composed themselves, jesus.

Wait… you’re serious?!? Omigosh really?? Yes, Skipp, really. They’re both soooo stupid. But you know what?? That’s ok. Yes!! Yesyes yeeessss!! He started squealing out of pure excitement. Awww this cutie. I didn’t think you would!! You’re just like… so amazing. AAAHHH yay!! Let’s just be glad their alone here, or some people would get their necks slashed open after one too may—honestly perfectly reasonable—glances.

Yeah I’d say that’s a good thing. Remember kids: having a heat stroke is bad!! Ok, we can both be the amazing one then. But this is soooo exciting!! I’ve been wanting to tell you about this for… a while. Honestly I can’t think of a time where I didn’t feel this way about you. Wha— Skipp!! We JUST discussed this!! Heat strokes are BAD, remember?? Both of you are gonna die from one now.

Umm… I just said that I’ve felt that way for a while? Oh, you sweet summer child, they heard you the first time. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything about it sooner! I just… was worried. I never thought you’d be interested in anything like that. Something about being born in summer, blah blah blah. That’s not what they fucking meant.

Does that mean… this could be a thing?!? Us, together?? Like going on dates and hugging and cuddling and talking about our feelings and always knowing that we’re gonna be there for each other and care for each other??? Talk about a run on sentence. But I mean hopefully. There’s no way he put in all of this effort just for them to say no. Especially since—and let’s be real—it’s extremely obvious they’ve both liked one another for a hot minute.

He took their advice, taking a break to recompose himself. It’s a good thing too, or the thing I said about them being alone would’ve been obsolete with how loud he could have gotten. Sorry, sorry. This is just sooo amazing!! I’ve never done anything like this before, what with romance and stuff. I honestly don’t know what to do now. Oh Skipp, it’s truly bold of you to assume they have either.

Haha, yeah, let’s hope. We’re like, suuuuper awkward right now. He looked kinda shocked by that. The fact they’d never dated anyone before. Guess he just subconsciously thought that about them. For whatever reason. It’s not like they were a bad person—mostly—they just really didn’t seem like they’d be one to pay mind to relationships. We’ll just have to learn together then!

Ok then. Cool, starting another conversation with Olive falling. Maybe this wasn’t going to be as bad as he thought!! How have you been? He reached out his arm for them, repeating last time once again. Let’s hope it’s not all just like last time...

Olive looked oddly happy to see him. Maybe they forgot??? No no, that’s crazy, how could they forget about that. Skip’s really overthinking this huh. I’m doing good! I’ve just been… itching to see you lately. I mean what who said that. Not me. You’re crazy. He sits on the bench and pats the spot next to him for them to sit.

Well then, the mood had certainly changed. Olive sounded almost, I don’t know, flirtatious??? No. That sounds wrong. There’s no way that could be their intention… right? Whatever they were actually trying to communicate, that’s definitely what Skipp thought. And it showed. Oh. Umm, thanks. You too. Shoot I already said that… He hid his face out of embarrassment.

Aww, this is so sweet! Thank you! He examined the cookies before grabbing one and taking a bite. These are amazing, I didn’t know you could bake! Oh poor guy, if only he knew Sora made them. Now for the mysterious box. Can I open this yet?

Well I mean that’s ok, they’re still really good. Tell Sora I liked them next time you see him! Once he’d gotten Olive’s approval, he opened up the box. He hadn’t picked up their nervousness though. Surely it can’t be anything bad… I hope—

Skipp was in awe at what he’d discovered. Olive! You shouldn’t have! He slid the bracelet onto his wrist. And it’s a perfect fit! I sorta feel bad now, not getting you anything. He honestly was far too excited about this, but that’s in character for him.

Skipp was going to ask them what they went. Emphasis on was. That is until he figured it out on his own. What. The. Actual. FUCK. He kinda just froze. If my calculations are correct, the heat radiating off of him right now could classify as a natural disaster.

Wait… so that’s not what they meant. And he just made it super weird again. Cool. Skipp hugged his legs to his chest, rocking back and forth ever so slightly. I’m surprised he could even manage that on a bench. This whole things must look quite strange to any unfortunate passerby.

Skipp got out of his little ball after hearing that, turning to face Olive. They wouldn’t be feeling guilty on his watch! What? This isn’t your fault, I’m the one who misinterpreted what you said. He put his hand on their leg as a form of reassurance. This guy really was too innocent for his own good…

Go on a walk? With Olive? Just some nice relaxing time alone? How could he say no to that! especially since the last time they saw each other wasn’t exactly calming. Sure! I haven’t been around this part of Ramshackle all that much, so you’re gonna have to do most of the navigation.

The noise definitely… threw him off. Jesus Christ are they ok?? It’s probably fine. He was still sitting on the bench, waiting for them to make a decision on where they were headed. What? He already said he didn’t know the area.

Oh Olive, you’re such an idiot. Before going after them, Skipp put the box in the bag of cookies and then put the bag in his elbow. He didn’t say anything about it though, it’s not like they were that far away. So, why a walk? Is there somewhere in particular you wanted to go?

Skipp looked over at Olive’s arm, they were digging a lot deeper now. Geez dude don’t hurt yourself! He grabbed their hand to stop them from hurting themselves. There we go. It’s so nice around here. Just look around, there’s so much more nature! I should really come here more often.

Well yeah, of course I do! How could you not? It’s just so… beautiful. Olive could probably think of a million reasons why not, but that’s alright. Oh, and I’d just like to mention that they were still holding hands. Feels like I should share that with you.

He one hundred percent saw through that lie, but there was really know need to point it out. I get it’s not for everyone. There’s a lot of what some would call “pests”; bugs, venomous snakes, that kind of stuff. But I think everything is special in its own way.

The pair kept walking, coming across a patch of dandelions. See, like these! He bent down and picked one to present to them. Even though they’re weeds, they’re thought of as being amazing enough to grant wishes. Ooh, I know! We should both make one! Actually we probably shouldn’t blow on it, it’ll spread the seeds. But we can still do the wish part!

The pair stood in silence for a brief moment, making the aforementioned wishes. Now, what to do instead of blowing on it? Hmm… Skipp thought about it before gasping at his idea, what could possibly be this exciting?!? He moved Olive’s hair away from their ear, tucking the stem of the weed behind it. This way both of our wishes will always be with each other! Oh. That’s what—

Ah geez, am I really that predictable? He’d said it in a more so playful manner, but it did kinda sound like there was some insecurity laced in there too? Maybe they were just bad at people. We’ll never know. Moving on. He had something to ask them, something that had been haunting him this whole time. Alright, here it goes. So… this is probably gonna sound weird, but why are you doing all of this for me? I appreciate it, I really do, but it feels like there’s a bigger reason behind it.

It’s ok if there wasn’t a reason behind it! It’s kits that the gifts—all of this really—feels kinda out of character for you. I’m not trying to say you’re a bad person or anything, but most people just think of you as short tempered. Damn I wonder why. Anywho. But you’ve acted nothing like that with me. Come to mention it, you haven’t even brought up the kiss yet! Ooh, Skipp, that was not the most well calculated thing you’ve said…

Their fits were super tight, huh? Fuck, that looked like it hurt. Like a lot. He grabbed both of their hands to—once again—stop them from hurting themselves. But it was also a pretty convenient way of getting their attention. Win win! Ok… but can we talk about it? I know it was really dumb of me and I want to forget about it, but it’s only gonna be more awkward between us if we don’t.

Olive’s response wasn’t unwanted per se, just extremely out of left field. From his perspective anyway. What?!? Really?? You’d think the shock would’ve caused him to let go, on the contrary, it made him hold them tighter. He never minded the cold of their hands. As a matter of fact, it was the only thing that kept his nerves down right now. That’s kinda gay. Moving on—

Oh. Ok then. Of course you dumbass you’re gay for each other. Riiiight, you didn’t know that yet. Whoopsies. I did too. Can you guess what happens next? Probably not, it’s super off the rails. Do you have your guess ready?? Ok 3, 2, 1, AWKWARD SILENCE!! God, is that all you two know how to do?!? So… umm… what does that mean for us?

Is there a way to be like… out of character squared? Because that’s really the only way to describe Skipp’s point of view. They were out of character of their out of character stuff. Anything could happen next, which was both nerve wracking and exciting for him. What if they became like… official?? But it could also take a sharp decline. Not a fun thing to think about. Although it was still jarring, Skipp hugged them back, digging his head into their shoulder.

It took Skipp a second to—for lack of a better term—snap out of it. This just felt comforting, natural even. … g a y. Shoot, we’ve been standing here for a really long time. Let’s keep going! Ok. It was less awkward now. Still awkward, don’t get me wrong, but less. Noticeably so. But wait!! They’ve noticed something! Yknow the dandelion, like from earlier? Yep, it was pinned on his jacket. But not with just any pin, with the one they gave him!

Ok, things were going good! Better than expected after… all that. But there really wasn’t much conversation. What to say… What have you been up to recently? I know it hasn’t been that long since we last saw each other, but a lot can happen in a couple days! Besides, it always seems like something huge is happening every day with you guys. A bit generic maybe, but what was wrong with that? It was a solid ice breaker. Nice one Skipp!

Well, I have good and bad news for you Olive. Good news: He found your joke funny. He even laughed at it and everything! Bad news: That was indeed too hard. He tried to not make it obvious, but most people could probably tell it did. Damn, you’re stronger than you look. Sadly, no. I still miss him. Not much has happened with me either, kinda feels like a bad omen. He was kidding, but, you know, he wasn’t wrong…

Wait, seriously? They just stopped? There was nothing wrong with waiting a little bit longer, he’s a patient guy! … I already said he’s not gonna say anything. He could do this all day if he had to. …… Ok maybe not all day. At least good stuff has been happening, even if something bad could happen soon. And we’re together, that’s gotta be something! Yeah, Skipp was definitely better at this than Olive was.

I get that. Being on the street before I met Vinnie was… hard, to say the least. It was hard to be good old happy Skipp when there wasn’t anything to be happy about. Well, he didn’t exactly get what they meant by that, but he had the right idea. That’s something.

Well fuck. I don’t think either of them meant for this conversation to become existential, but here we are. Now that they were talking about it thought, Skipp really didn’t know much about their life before he met them. How about you? What were you up to before you met your friends?

I’m glad we both found our people. Not only was it just better for us, but that means we got to meat each other too. This is gonna sound really cheesy, but you’re honestly one of the best things that’s ever happened to me. Goddamnit Skipp you can’t keep saying stuff like that. He ran through his hair with his fingers. Well more like his bangs, since his hat was restricting the rest of it. It was honestly kinda annoying...

Yeah! You’re just, I don’t know… Oh but he did know. Trust me, he did. It was impossible to deny his feelings for them at this point. And he could be wrong—he isn’t—but he had a hunch they liked him back. You know what? He was gonna tell them!! He can fucking do this!! Go Skipp!! Hey umm, Olive? I… have something to tell you. Cmon Skipp you got this! Tell them!!

Nonono Olive, it’s nothing like that! We said we weren’t gonna do that anymore! You know I’m not discomforted by you! Ok, now that’s officially cleared up. He took a deep breath in. He’s got this… It’s just… um… I think I might like you. Like, like like you. YIPPIE!! He successfully told them about his feelings!! Can we get a round of applause for the goobers?!? Ok, you can stop now. I was just wondering if… you liked me too?? He stiffed up, clearly still at the edge of his fucking seat. Was this a mistake????

So… was that a yes or a no??? Olive was such an enigma. What even was their deal?? This fucked up little critter… He was gonna say something. But like. How do you even respond to that. So he didn’t. They’d figure it out eventually. Well no. They knew very well the answer. He’d figure it out eventually. As soon as they composed themselves, jesus.

Wait… you’re serious?!? Omigosh really?? Yes, Skipp, really. They’re both soooo stupid. But you know what?? That’s ok. Yes!! Yesyes yeeessss!! He started squealing out of pure excitement. Awww this cutie. I didn’t think you would!! You’re just like… so amazing. AAAHHH yay!! Let’s just be glad their alone here, or some people would get their necks slashed open after one too may—honestly perfectly reasonable—glances.

Yeah I’d say that’s a good thing. Remember kids: having a heat stroke is bad!! Ok, we can both be the amazing one then. But this is soooo exciting!! I’ve been wanting to tell you about this for… a while. Honestly I can’t think of a time where I didn’t feel this way about you. Wha— Skipp!! We JUST discussed this!! Heat strokes are BAD, remember?? Both of you are gonna die from one now.

Umm… I just said that I’ve felt that way for a while? Oh, you sweet summer child, they heard you the first time. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything about it sooner! I just… was worried. I never thought you’d be interested in anything like that. Something about being born in summer, blah blah blah. That’s not what they fucking meant.

Does that mean… this could be a thing?!? Us, together?? Like going on dates and hugging and cuddling and talking about our feelings and always knowing that we’re gonna be there for each other and care for each other??? Talk about a run on sentence. But I mean hopefully. There’s no way he put in all of this effort just for them to say no. Especially since—and let’s be real—it’s extremely obvious they’ve both liked one another for a hot minute.

He took their advice, taking a break to recompose himself. It’s a good thing too, or the thing I said about them being alone would’ve been obsolete with how loud he could have gotten. Sorry, sorry. This is just sooo amazing!! I’ve never done anything like this before, what with romance and stuff. I honestly don’t know what to do now. Oh Skipp, it’s truly bold of you to assume they have either.

Ok then. Cool, starting another conversation with Olive falling. Maybe this wasn’t going to be as bad as he thought!! How have you been? He reached out his arm for them, repeating last time once again. Let’s hope it’s not all just like last time...

Olive looked oddly happy to see him. Maybe they forgot??? No no, that’s crazy, how could they forget about that. Skip’s really overthinking this huh. I’m doing good! I’ve just been… itching to see you lately. I mean what who said that. Not me. You’re crazy. He sits on the bench and pats the spot next to him for them to sit.

Well then, the mood had certainly changed. Olive sounded almost, I don’t know, flirtatious??? No. That sounds wrong. There’s no way that could be their intention… right? Whatever they were actually trying to communicate, that’s definitely what Skipp thought. And it showed. Oh. Umm, thanks. You too. Shoot I already said that… He hid his face out of embarrassment.

Aww, this is so sweet! Thank you! He examined the cookies before grabbing one and taking a bite. These are amazing, I didn’t know you could bake! Oh poor guy, if only he knew Sora made them. Now for the mysterious box. Can I open this yet?

Well I mean that’s ok, they’re still really good. Tell Sora I liked them next time you see him! Once he’d gotten Olive’s approval, he opened up the box. He hadn’t picked up their nervousness though. Surely it can’t be anything bad… I hope—

Skipp was in awe at what he’d discovered. Olive! You shouldn’t have! He slid the bracelet onto his wrist. And it’s a perfect fit! I sorta feel bad now, not getting you anything. He honestly was far too excited about this, but that’s in character for him.

Skipp was going to ask them what they went. Emphasis on was. That is until he figured it out on his own. What. The. Actual. FUCK. He kinda just froze. If my calculations are correct, the heat radiating off of him right now could classify as a natural disaster.

Wait… so that’s not what they meant. And he just made it super weird again. Cool. Skipp hugged his legs to his chest, rocking back and forth ever so slightly. I’m surprised he could even manage that on a bench. This whole things must look quite strange to any unfortunate passerby.

Skipp got out of his little ball after hearing that, turning to face Olive. They wouldn’t be feeling guilty on his watch! What? This isn’t your fault, I’m the one who misinterpreted what you said. He put his hand on their leg as a form of reassurance. This guy really was too innocent for his own good…

Go on a walk? With Olive? Just some nice relaxing time alone? How could he say no to that! especially since the last time they saw each other wasn’t exactly calming. Sure! I haven’t been around this part of Ramshackle all that much, so you’re gonna have to do most of the navigation.

The noise definitely… threw him off. Jesus Christ are they ok?? It’s probably fine. He was still sitting on the bench, waiting for them to make a decision on where they were headed. What? He already said he didn’t know the area.

Oh Olive, you’re such an idiot. Before going after them, Skipp put the box in the bag of cookies and then put the bag in his elbow. He didn’t say anything about it though, it’s not like they were that far away. So, why a walk? Is there somewhere in particular you wanted to go?

Skipp looked over at Olive’s arm, they were digging a lot deeper now. Geez dude don’t hurt yourself! He grabbed their hand to stop them from hurting themselves. There we go. It’s so nice around here. Just look around, there’s so much more nature! I should really come here more often.

Well yeah, of course I do! How could you not? It’s just so… beautiful. Olive could probably think of a million reasons why not, but that’s alright. Oh, and I’d just like to mention that they were still holding hands. Feels like I should share that with you.

He one hundred percent saw through that lie, but there was really know need to point it out. I get it’s not for everyone. There’s a lot of what some would call “pests”; bugs, venomous snakes, that kind of stuff. But I think everything is special in its own way.

The pair kept walking, coming across a patch of dandelions. See, like these! He bent down and picked one to present to them. Even though they’re weeds, they’re thought of as being amazing enough to grant wishes. Ooh, I know! We should both make one! Actually we probably shouldn’t blow on it, it’ll spread the seeds. But we can still do the wish part!

The pair stood in silence for a brief moment, making the aforementioned wishes. Now, what to do instead of blowing on it? Hmm… Skipp thought about it before gasping at his idea, what could possibly be this exciting?!? He moved Olive’s hair away from their ear, tucking the stem of the weed behind it. This way both of our wishes will always be with each other! Oh. That’s what—

Ah geez, am I really that predictable? He’d said it in a more so playful manner, but it did kinda sound like there was some insecurity laced in there too? Maybe they were just bad at people. We’ll never know. Moving on. He had something to ask them, something that had been haunting him this whole time. Alright, here it goes. So… this is probably gonna sound weird, but why are you doing all of this for me? I appreciate it, I really do, but it feels like there’s a bigger reason behind it.

It’s ok if there wasn’t a reason behind it! It’s kits that the gifts—all of this really—feels kinda out of character for you. I’m not trying to say you’re a bad person or anything, but most people just think of you as short tempered. Damn I wonder why. Anywho. But you’ve acted nothing like that with me. Come to mention it, you haven’t even brought up the kiss yet! Ooh, Skipp, that was not the most well calculated thing you’ve said…

Their fits were super tight, huh? Fuck, that looked like it hurt. Like a lot. He grabbed both of their hands to—once again—stop them from hurting themselves. But it was also a pretty convenient way of getting their attention. Win win! Ok… but can we talk about it? I know it was really dumb of me and I want to forget about it, but it’s only gonna be more awkward between us if we don’t.

Olive’s response wasn’t unwanted per se, just extremely out of left field. From his perspective anyway. What?!? Really?? You’d think the shock would’ve caused him to let go, on the contrary, it made him hold them tighter. He never minded the cold of their hands. As a matter of fact, it was the only thing that kept his nerves down right now. That’s kinda gay. Moving on—

Oh. Ok then. Of course you dumbass you’re gay for each other. Riiiight, you didn’t know that yet. Whoopsies. I did too. Can you guess what happens next? Probably not, it’s super off the rails. Do you have your guess ready?? Ok 3, 2, 1, AWKWARD SILENCE!! God, is that all you two know how to do?!? So… umm… what does that mean for us?

Is there a way to be like… out of character squared? Because that’s really the only way to describe Skipp’s point of view. They were out of character of their out of character stuff. Anything could happen next, which was both nerve wracking and exciting for him. What if they became like… official?? But it could also take a sharp decline. Not a fun thing to think about. Although it was still jarring, Skipp hugged them back, digging his head into their shoulder.

It took Skipp a second to—for lack of a better term—snap out of it. This just felt comforting, natural even. … g a y. Shoot, we’ve been standing here for a really long time. Let’s keep going! Ok. It was less awkward now. Still awkward, don’t get me wrong, but less. Noticeably so. But wait!! They’ve noticed something! Yknow the dandelion, like from earlier? Yep, it was pinned on his jacket. But not with just any pin, with the one they gave him!

Ok, things were going good! Better than expected after… all that. But there really wasn’t much conversation. What to say… What have you been up to recently? I know it hasn’t been that long since we last saw each other, but a lot can happen in a couple days! Besides, it always seems like something huge is happening every day with you guys. A bit generic maybe, but what was wrong with that? It was a solid ice breaker. Nice one Skipp!

Well, I have good and bad news for you Olive. Good news: He found your joke funny. He even laughed at it and everything! Bad news: That was indeed too hard. He tried to not make it obvious, but most people could probably tell it did. Damn, you’re stronger than you look. Sadly, no. I still miss him. Not much has happened with me either, kinda feels like a bad omen. He was kidding, but, you know, he wasn’t wrong…

Wait, seriously? They just stopped? There was nothing wrong with waiting a little bit longer, he’s a patient guy! … I already said he’s not gonna say anything. He could do this all day if he had to. …… Ok maybe not all day. At least good stuff has been happening, even if something bad could happen soon. And we’re together, that’s gotta be something! Yeah, Skipp was definitely better at this than Olive was.

I get that. Being on the street before I met Vinnie was… hard, to say the least. It was hard to be good old happy Skipp when there wasn’t anything to be happy about. Well, he didn’t exactly get what they meant by that, but he had the right idea. That’s something.

Well fuck. I don’t think either of them meant for this conversation to become existential, but here we are. Now that they were talking about it thought, Skipp really didn’t know much about their life before he met them. How about you? What were you up to before you met your friends?

I’m glad we both found our people. Not only was it just better for us, but that means we got to meat each other too. This is gonna sound really cheesy, but you’re honestly one of the best things that’s ever happened to me. Goddamnit Skipp you can’t keep saying stuff like that. He ran through his hair with his fingers. Well more like his bangs, since his hat was restricting the rest of it. It was honestly kinda annoying...

Yeah! You’re just, I don’t know… Oh but he did know. Trust me, he did. It was impossible to deny his feelings for them at this point. And he could be wrong—he isn’t—but he had a hunch they liked him back. You know what? He was gonna tell them!! He can fucking do this!! Go Skipp!! Hey umm, Olive? I… have something to tell you. Cmon Skipp you got this! Tell them!!

Nonono Olive, it’s nothing like that! We said we weren’t gonna do that anymore! You know I’m not discomforted by you! Ok, now that’s officially cleared up. He took a deep breath in. He’s got this… It’s just… um… I think I might like you. Like, like like you. YIPPIE!! He successfully told them about his feelings!! Can we get a round of applause for the goobers?!? Ok, you can stop now. I was just wondering if… you liked me too?? He stiffed up, clearly still at the edge of his fucking seat. Was this a mistake????

So… was that a yes or a no??? Olive was such an enigma. What even was their deal?? This fucked up little critter… He was gonna say something. But like. How do you even respond to that. So he didn’t. They’d figure it out eventually. Well no. They knew very well the answer. He’d figure it out eventually. As soon as they composed themselves, jesus.

Wait… you’re serious?!? Omigosh really?? Yes, Skipp, really. They’re both soooo stupid. But you know what?? That’s ok. Yes!! Yesyes yeeessss!! He started squealing out of pure excitement. Awww this cutie. I didn’t think you would!! You’re just like… so amazing. AAAHHH yay!! Let’s just be glad their alone here, or some people would get their necks slashed open after one too may—honestly perfectly reasonable—glances.

Yeah I’d say that’s a good thing. Remember kids: having a heat stroke is bad!! Ok, we can both be the amazing one then. But this is soooo exciting!! I’ve been wanting to tell you about this for… a while. Honestly I can’t think of a time where I didn’t feel this way about you. Wha— Skipp!! We JUST discussed this!! Heat strokes are BAD, remember?? Both of you are gonna die from one now.

Umm… I just said that I’ve felt that way for a while? Oh, you sweet summer child, they heard you the first time. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything about it sooner! I just… was worried. I never thought you’d be interested in anything like that. Something about being born in summer, blah blah blah. That’s not what they fucking meant.

Does that mean… this could be a thing?!? Us, together?? Like going on dates and hugging and cuddling and talking about our feelings and always knowing that we’re gonna be there for each other and care for each other??? Talk about a run on sentence. But I mean hopefully. There’s no way he put in all of this effort just for them to say no. Especially since—and let’s be real—it’s extremely obvious they’ve both liked one another for a hot minute.

Ok then. Cool, starting another conversation with Olive falling. Maybe this wasn’t going to be as bad as he thought!! How have you been? He reached out his arm for them, repeating last time once again. Let’s hope it’s not all just like last time...

Olive looked oddly happy to see him. Maybe they forgot??? No no, that’s crazy, how could they forget about that. Skip’s really overthinking this huh. I’m doing good! I’ve just been… itching to see you lately. I mean what who said that. Not me. You’re crazy. He sits on the bench and pats the spot next to him for them to sit.

Well then, the mood had certainly changed. Olive sounded almost, I don’t know, flirtatious??? No. That sounds wrong. There’s no way that could be their intention… right? Whatever they were actually trying to communicate, that’s definitely what Skipp thought. And it showed. Oh. Umm, thanks. You too. Shoot I already said that… He hid his face out of embarrassment.

Aww, this is so sweet! Thank you! He examined the cookies before grabbing one and taking a bite. These are amazing, I didn’t know you could bake! Oh poor guy, if only he knew Sora made them. Now for the mysterious box. Can I open this yet?

Well I mean that’s ok, they’re still really good. Tell Sora I liked them next time you see him! Once he’d gotten Olive’s approval, he opened up the box. He hadn’t picked up their nervousness though. Surely it can’t be anything bad… I hope—

Skipp was in awe at what he’d discovered. Olive! You shouldn’t have! He slid the bracelet onto his wrist. And it’s a perfect fit! I sorta feel bad now, not getting you anything. He honestly was far too excited about this, but that’s in character for him.

Skipp was going to ask them what they went. Emphasis on was. That is until he figured it out on his own. What. The. Actual. FUCK. He kinda just froze. If my calculations are correct, the heat radiating off of him right now could classify as a natural disaster.

Wait… so that’s not what they meant. And he just made it super weird again. Cool. Skipp hugged his legs to his chest, rocking back and forth ever so slightly. I’m surprised he could even manage that on a bench. This whole things must look quite strange to any unfortunate passerby.

Skipp got out of his little ball after hearing that, turning to face Olive. They wouldn’t be feeling guilty on his watch! What? This isn’t your fault, I’m the one who misinterpreted what you said. He put his hand on their leg as a form of reassurance. This guy really was too innocent for his own good…

Go on a walk? With Olive? Just some nice relaxing time alone? How could he say no to that! especially since the last time they saw each other wasn’t exactly calming. Sure! I haven’t been around this part of Ramshackle all that much, so you’re gonna have to do most of the navigation.

The noise definitely… threw him off. Jesus Christ are they ok?? It’s probably fine. He was still sitting on the bench, waiting for them to make a decision on where they were headed. What? He already said he didn’t know the area.

Oh Olive, you’re such an idiot. Before going after them, Skipp put the box in the bag of cookies and then put the bag in his elbow. He didn’t say anything about it though, it’s not like they were that far away. So, why a walk? Is there somewhere in particular you wanted to go?

Skipp looked over at Olive’s arm, they were digging a lot deeper now. Geez dude don’t hurt yourself! He grabbed their hand to stop them from hurting themselves. There we go. It’s so nice around here. Just look around, there’s so much more nature! I should really come here more often.

Well yeah, of course I do! How could you not? It’s just so… beautiful. Olive could probably think of a million reasons why not, but that’s alright. Oh, and I’d just like to mention that they were still holding hands. Feels like I should share that with you.

He one hundred percent saw through that lie, but there was really know need to point it out. I get it’s not for everyone. There’s a lot of what some would call “pests”; bugs, venomous snakes, that kind of stuff. But I think everything is special in its own way.

The pair kept walking, coming across a patch of dandelions. See, like these! He bent down and picked one to present to them. Even though they’re weeds, they’re thought of as being amazing enough to grant wishes. Ooh, I know! We should both make one! Actually we probably shouldn’t blow on it, it’ll spread the seeds. But we can still do the wish part!

The pair stood in silence for a brief moment, making the aforementioned wishes. Now, what to do instead of blowing on it? Hmm… Skipp thought about it before gasping at his idea, what could possibly be this exciting?!? He moved Olive’s hair away from their ear, tucking the stem of the weed behind it. This way both of our wishes will always be with each other! Oh. That’s what—

Ah geez, am I really that predictable? He’d said it in a more so playful manner, but it did kinda sound like there was some insecurity laced in there too? Maybe they were just bad at people. We’ll never know. Moving on. He had something to ask them, something that had been haunting him this whole time. Alright, here it goes. So… this is probably gonna sound weird, but why are you doing all of this for me? I appreciate it, I really do, but it feels like there’s a bigger reason behind it.

It’s ok if there wasn’t a reason behind it! It’s kits that the gifts—all of this really—feels kinda out of character for you. I’m not trying to say you’re a bad person or anything, but most people just think of you as short tempered. Damn I wonder why. Anywho. But you’ve acted nothing like that with me. Come to mention it, you haven’t even brought up the kiss yet! Ooh, Skipp, that was not the most well calculated thing you’ve said…

Their fits were super tight, huh? Fuck, that looked like it hurt. Like a lot. He grabbed both of their hands to—once again—stop them from hurting themselves. But it was also a pretty convenient way of getting their attention. Win win! Ok… but can we talk about it? I know it was really dumb of me and I want to forget about it, but it’s only gonna be more awkward between us if we don’t.

Olive’s response wasn’t unwanted per se, just extremely out of left field. From his perspective anyway. What?!? Really?? You’d think the shock would’ve caused him to let go, on the contrary, it made him hold them tighter. He never minded the cold of their hands. As a matter of fact, it was the only thing that kept his nerves down right now. That’s kinda gay. Moving on—

Oh. Ok then. Of course you dumbass you’re gay for each other. Riiiight, you didn’t know that yet. Whoopsies. I did too. Can you guess what happens next? Probably not, it’s super off the rails. Do you have your guess ready?? Ok 3, 2, 1, AWKWARD SILENCE!! God, is that all you two know how to do?!? So… umm… what does that mean for us?

Is there a way to be like… out of character squared? Because that’s really the only way to describe Skipp’s point of view. They were out of character of their out of character stuff. Anything could happen next, which was both nerve wracking and exciting for him. What if they became like… official?? But it could also take a sharp decline. Not a fun thing to think about. Although it was still jarring, Skipp hugged them back, digging his head into their shoulder.

It took Skipp a second to—for lack of a better term—snap out of it. This just felt comforting, natural even. … g a y. Shoot, we’ve been standing here for a really long time. Let’s keep going! Ok. It was less awkward now. Still awkward, don’t get me wrong, but less. Noticeably so. But wait!! They’ve noticed something! Yknow the dandelion, like from earlier? Yep, it was pinned on his jacket. But not with just any pin, with the one they gave him!

Ok, things were going good! Better than expected after… all that. But there really wasn’t much conversation. What to say… What have you been up to recently? I know it hasn’t been that long since we last saw each other, but a lot can happen in a couple days! Besides, it always seems like something huge is happening every day with you guys. A bit generic maybe, but what was wrong with that? It was a solid ice breaker. Nice one Skipp!

Well, I have good and bad news for you Olive. Good news: He found your joke funny. He even laughed at it and everything! Bad news: That was indeed too hard. He tried to not make it obvious, but most people could probably tell it did. Damn, you’re stronger than you look. Sadly, no. I still miss him. Not much has happened with me either, kinda feels like a bad omen. He was kidding, but, you know, he wasn’t wrong…

Wait, seriously? They just stopped? There was nothing wrong with waiting a little bit longer, he’s a patient guy! … I already said he’s not gonna say anything. He could do this all day if he had to. …… Ok maybe not all day. At least good stuff has been happening, even if something bad could happen soon. And we’re together, that’s gotta be something! Yeah, Skipp was definitely better at this than Olive was.

I get that. Being on the street before I met Vinnie was… hard, to say the least. It was hard to be good old happy Skipp when there wasn’t anything to be happy about. Well, he didn’t exactly get what they meant by that, but he had the right idea. That’s something.

Well fuck. I don’t think either of them meant for this conversation to become existential, but here we are. Now that they were talking about it thought, Skipp really didn’t know much about their life before he met them. How about you? What were you up to before you met your friends?