Like Any Other Day with my Boyfriend 11
Snippets of Blaze, Crusher, and friends about their everyday life and how they do in a relationship.
Characters: Crusher, Pickle, Speedrick
Crusher and Pickle were out on a date in the park. Their plan was to ride bikes together, but it was scrapped when Crusher learned he can’t bike. So, they took a walk with ice cream instead.
“I swear, I’m going to make a bike that could balance itself!” Crusher proclaimed, licking the ice cream before it melted and dropped on his hand.
Pickle only chuckled and replied, “They already have those. It’s called tricycles.”
Crusher cringed at the voice. Crusher clearly remembered their last encounter and the racer did not leave a good impression.
In a sense of urgency, Crusher took Pickle’s hand and began to walk faster, ignoring Speedrick’s calls. But, unfortunately, Speedrick caught up to them and grabbed Crusher’s shoulder, the one with his ice cream. Because of this, Crusher dropped his ice cream.
Speedrick turned him around and smiled at him. “Are you deaf? I’ve been calling you for a while now,” Speedrick joked, patting Crusher’s cheek as he scowled.
Crusher glared at him and stated bluntly, “I am not deaf. I was simply avoiding your existence.”
Speedrick feigned hurt and then grinned. “Ouch, Lightning Boy. That hurt.”
“Excuse me,” Pickle spoke, glancing at Crusher then at Speedrick. He asked, “who are you?”
Speedrick laughed and leaned on Crusher, much to the other’s discomfort. “And what rock were you living in?” Speedrick mocked. He swung his arm around Crusher’s waist and pulled him close. “Anyway, screw off, pipsqueak. We’re busy at the moment.”
Pickle glared at him, watching as his boyfriend struggled to get out of the racer’s grip, muttering profanities under his breath. He took one of Crusher’s hands and tugged him towards him. “I don’t think I will,” Pickle said, staring at Speedrick dead in the eye, warning him to back off.
Speedrick laughed as he tugged Crusher back and away from Pickle. Speedrick then glared at him and said, in his most threatening voice possible, he said, “why don’t you go back to the circus where other clowns are?”
With both hands, Pickle grabbed Crusher’s arm and pulled him out of Speedrick’s grip, much to the racer’s surprise. Pickle glared at him and said, “As much as I want to meet your family, we have a date to finish.”
Pickle dragged Crusher out of the park, and Crusher had trouble matching with Pickle’s hasty pace.
