#sandber

Sandber time

Can you make a fluffy oneshot of Sandy realising she has feelings for Amber, and getting shy everytime she's near her? And eventually, she gathers up her courage to confess to her, but plot twist- Amber confesses first!

Thought this would be cute. :)

Board your way into her heart, Sandy!

☆ . . Tags: pure fluff! sandy is a total girlflop /affectionate 

Sandy was a person who could easily comprehend herself. The leader kept a cold head at all times as she skateboarded through the hot sands of Treasure Vile.

It was no wonder why she was appointed as leader of the Desert rescue team. Others had envied the vehicle. They pondered; How does she never lose her cool? 

A question that never had an answer attached to it.

Sandy thought it would just stay this way, and she was quite fine with that outcome.

That was until she met a peculiar van. A sweet, kind girl. Everytime the van passed by; Sandy could feel her heart skip a beat. Everytime the van even said remotely hello to her; Sandy felt her face heat up completely, often worrying the ambulance to whatever she was down with a fever.

Everything had changed for her. And this time the leader who had usually a way to comprehend situations with ease;

Couldn't even comprehend herself.

“What do I do!” Sandy cried. “I just completely shut down whenever she even flashes a look at me!” Sandy buried her face into the comfort of her own arms. A metaphorical purple miasma emerged from Sandy, causing Droney to sigh dramatically.

“Jeez, you're such a hopeless romantic sometimes!” Droney shook his head like a disappointed mother, even when he was younger in age. “Get a grip of yourself! You're never going to get a chance with her if you continue sulking.” Droney huffed, placing his hands on his hips.

“Although, Droney could be nicer about that..” Keaton cleared his throat. “He's.. sort of right, sorry.” Keaton rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

“What do I dooooo..-- Wait, what if she doesn't even like me?!” Sandy slapped her hands on cheeks, panicking over the worst possibilities that could unfold.

“Calm down!” Keaton exclaimed, placing a hand onto her shoulder as comfort. Anything to make the worrywart shut up. “You're not going to get far if you just keep overthinking,” Keaton rubbed his chin, trying to think of a possibility to cheer up the poor girl.

Then, it was almost as if a light bulb shone over his head.

“So why not hint at your feelings for her?!” A sparkle of excitement glimmered in Keaton's beady eyes. “You're such a sweet person, she'll like you for su–”

“Wh-What?!” Sandy (very) loudly yelled at such a daring suggestion, much to Keaton's dismay. “Are you crazy?! That's– way too bold!” Sandy cupped her cheeks. She felt the warmth of her cheeks radiating against her palms.

“C'mon, dude! Get a grip of yourself!” Droney rolled his eyes, groaning. “Sandy, you're our leader!  Surely, you can show signs of wanting a relationship with her?” Droney smugly smiled. “Or.. are you just too much of a scaredy cat to do it, huh?” The young drone mischievously chuckled.

All of Sandy's panic washed away almost immediately. She despised being called a scaredy cat. She felt almost challenged. “No way!” Sandy stood up, glaring daggers at Droney. “Y'know what, fine!” She transformed into her vehicle form, quickly heading off towards the direction of brooms town.

“I'll prove to you that I can do this!!” Sandy shouted proudly. Her voice slowly fading away as she drove further from the two.

“Hey, that work–” Droney was met with a direct slap on the back of his head.

You can do it, Sandy.

Confess your feelings to this beautiful girl, how hard can it be?

You're a leader of a team, there's no need to be scared!

..But what if she doesn't pick those hints up?

“Gosh, what did I bring myself into..” Sandy whined silently to herself as she was getting closer to Broomstown. Now that she was just minutes away from the town, she couldn't help but feel panic inject in her veins.

“No, no!” Sandy shook her head profusely. She can't turn back now! “I got this–”

As soon as Sandy turned up to the port, a very.. very peculiar van called her name.

A van with the cutest siren shaped like an adorable bow, a girl with a smile that was brighter than the sun itself; a true beauty.

“Sandy! Ah, it's been a while!” Amber exclaimed with glee.

Oh my god. 

Ohmygodohmyohmygodohmygod.

Sandy immediately lost the confidence she had just gathered. Her heart raced faster than the fastest police car in town. She felt like her cheeks were set on fire. She gulped, just how was she able to tackle this?

Ah, I know! Just simply say hello back. Sandy thought.

“U-uhm, uh..” Sandy muttered out only stutters. “H-Howdy! Amber, hi!” Was what she managed to spit out.

Sandy silently screamed at herself. She mentally (and physically) cringed at herself at her words. Who in the world says ‘Howdy’? She was the leader of the Desert rescue team, not some cowboy!

“Howdy, huh?” Amber giggled. “Howdy to you, too!” A cheeky smile pulled at her cheeks. She adored to tease Sandy at times, she was overjoyed when she found out there were also other female rescue vehicles out there.

Sandy managed to keep a squeal within her. God, saying she was adorable was an understatement. “Haha,” Sandy sheepishly maneuvered her tire. “I-It's funny, isn't it? She cringed heavily at her stutter. However, she was somehow managing a conversation with the girl of her dreams! Sandy had to admit, she had to pat herself on the back for that.

..Even if the conversation was so painfully awkward for others to bear.

“Soo,” Amber looked to the side, seemingly in thought. “Would you like to go around the town with me? You never had a chance to see what our town's truly like!” Amber smiled warmly.

“W-What?!” Sandy's eyes widened, but she quickly comprehended herself by clearing her throat. “I-I mean, yes! Of course!”

Sandy couldn't believe it. Could this be her chance? It must be! She can't screw this up now, can't she?

“Very well! Then it's settled.” Amber steered herself towards the south gate. “Follow me! I'd love to show you our headquarters! Perhaps we can even hang out there a little, hmm?” She giggled, already driving off.

“A-Ah, wait for me!” Sandy quickly followed suit.

The two drove through the lively forests of Broomstown. Considering spring had already started, flowers were already blooming and full of color at this point of time.

“Woah..” Sandy's mouth was slightly agape. She was so accustomed to the dry environment she had been living in. The sandy dunes were all she knew, so this was a whole new experience for her. “It's really pretty.”

“It's amazing here when it's spring!” Amber transformed, picking off a flower from the ground and bringing it closer to her nose. “They're all so pretty, and smell amazing too.” Amber hummed.

Sandy was more mesmerized by Amber than the most beautiful flower can do. She adored on how sweetly Amber had been rambling about the flowers, it was such an adorable feature. Sandy averted her eyes towards the other line of flowers. They were softly waving through the breezes of the wind.

Most of the flowers were less of color, a contrast to the bright green grass.

Well, one flower stood out.

As on cue, a pink flower stood proudly in the middle. Sandy had noted that the flower was practically overflowing with petals. It was a pretty sight to please one's eyes, Sandy had to say.

This flower seemed so familiar with the girl. Sandy had pondered on the question; The name of this beauty of a flower.

Da..

Dah..

Dahlia!

That's right! Sandy had read in a book about flowers once. Naturally she was curious over flowers, as the only flowers that had ever sprouted in the desert were only flowers growing on cactuses.

Sandy had connected the dots together. The flower reminded her of no other than Amber.

A flashback occured. Sandy had remembered Keaton was once rambling for what felt like the thousands of times about Camp's many travels.

One peculiar time he was talking about how flowers had meanings. A flower may look pretty on the outside, but it has a blossoming personality from the inside. That was the true beauty of a flower.

Ironically, he had also spoken about the meanings of a Dahlia.

A Dahlia symbolized;

Beauty. A factor Amber's looks already had.

Eternal love. Amber's love for everything around her was one of the many things Sandy had adored.

Inner strength. Even in the most dire times, Amber had pushed through. No matter what was thrown at her, she managed to stay on the path of determination.

Dignity. Amber had always kept herself on the right track, she was a gentle soul.

And lastly, kindness. One could theorize Amber had invented the word kindness by how sweet the medic was.

This was her chance. And Sandy gathered the courage by handing this flower to the girl of her dreams.

Amber was about to walk into a further part of the forest, but paused her steps when Sandy called out her name.

“Uhm, Amber!” Sandy's voice trembled. She was nervous, but she wasn't going to give up. “Before we go to the headquarters, I-.. uhm, want to give you something.”

“Oh?” Amber raised an eyebrow, turning to face Sandy directly. “A gift? How lovely!” She clasped her hands together gleefully, excited to whatever Sandy had in store.

Sandy plucked the dahlia from its row. With a seeking feeling in her heart, she gently moved the flower into Amber's hands through the gaps of the medic's fingers.

“It– reminded me of you.” Sandy looked down towards her feet in shame. Was this too cheesy of a gesture?

Although, Amber had thought differently about the gesture. A soft gasp escaped her mouth, but then a slight flustered giggle followed after.

“Sandy.. Do you like me?”

“H-Huh?!” Sandy's head rose up from the ground, her face red as a beet. She waved her hands around, desperately trying to find an excuse to counter Amber.

“Hush, it's okay.” Amber reached one of her hands out, intertwining her fingers with Sandy's. “I like you too.”

Sandy's eyes widened. She didn't speak for what felt like a hot minute. So many thoughts were rushing through her mind, but none of them were able to form a coherent sentence.

“Did you know?” Amber raised a hand towards Sandy's cheek, brushing it softly. “Flower language could say so much more than any word any one has spoken. I knew what you were doing there.” Amber's cheeks were slightly flushed, but a soft loving glimmer reflected in her eyes.

“Amber.. I–” She couldn't believe herself. She had done it. And the girl of her dreams, a girl she thought she could never achieve;

Liked her back.

“Thank you.” Sandy smiled softly. It was a development from the nervous smiles she striked whenever she spoke to Amber.

“No need to thank me. You're the one who gave me this beauty, didn't you?” Amber giggled. “But you're more of a beauty to me!”

“Awh, shucks..” Sandy's cheeks flushed once more. She was surprised anyone had ever said such romantic words to her.

“Now,” Amber lent a hand out. “Shall we? We can't keep them waiting to get to know you better, can't we?”

Sandy stared at Amber's hand for a moment before leisurely placing hers onto it. “Yeah, let's go.”

And now, just like a flower, something had bloomed.

A beautiful relationship blossomed. With this blossoming of a relationship, the two shall now venture through the stages of their newly found life.

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Old woman yuri

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