Skid and pump oneshots

Skid and Pump oneshot #1

Skid pov
Today was april 1st. It was april fools. (Or as they liked to call it, silly month.)
He had recently bought toy handcuffs that were metal, and impossible to get off without the key they gave you. His plan was to handcuff himself to pump to give him a tiny scare, then uncuff them. That WAS his plan, until he found himself permanently stuck to pump, without a key.

Pump stared at him in shock before he started freaking out. "Oh my god skid! What were you thinking?! What if we never get unstuck, what if we have to go the bathroom, how are we gonna get to school! Lila isn't here either-" I started blocking Pump out while thinking of ways to escape. They could wait for Lila to come home, but it was 3:38 on a hot summer Tuesday afternoon, and Lila doesn't get off her job until 5, so that wasn't gonna work. They could use one of his dad's old hammers, but he's so clumsy he would probably smash both their fingers. He was deep in thought until,

"you always do this!" Skid turned his head to the loud noise to see pump, furious. "You always get us into situations like these without thinking first!" Pump yelled. They very rarely got into fights, so Skid didn't know what to do. "I'm sorry i-" Pump cut him off. "Stop saying sorry and just find a way to get us out of this mess! Pumps eyes were glowing green-cyan. That only happens when hes REALLY freaked out, or we're in danger.

"Pump, I'm really sorry, I just thought it would be a fun silly month prank! I forgot the key..." Pump was quiet. He was glaring at me, but just sighed and turned away. "Whatever. This was really stupid of you." Skid felt guilty. REALLY guilty. He wanted to apologize but couldn't find the words.

Suddenly a voice rang from the front door. "Kids? Are you guys okay-" she stopped in her tracks when she saw us handcuffed. She bursted into laughter. After she was done laughing at us, she asked where the box was. I told her where it was and she got the key and successfully let us free.

Both of us stood in silence for a minute until Mom chimed in. "Who wants to watch a spooky movie? I'll make popcorn!" Both of us immediately perked up at the sound of that. "A SPOOKY MOVIE ON SILLY MONTH!!!" We ran to the couch and dived onto it while Mom made us popcorn. By the time the movie was over, it was 7:30. Pump was slouched on the couch and sleeping peacefully, while I, determined to stay awake was still up, but just barely.

After the movie, I was satisfied. I let myself fall asleep on Pump's shoulder. The next day, I woke up next to pump with Moms throw blanket on me. The sun was shining, and the house was bright and lively. "Pump! Wake up! It is the spooky after silly month!" I whisper yelled. Pump got up and immediately adapted to my high amount of positivity and energy. We were ready for a new day.