(This is winners POV)
There all surrounding me...they keep repeating "I hate you" I get it. I get it. I GET IT. HE REMINDED ME ENOUGH, loser please...clock...someone please I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry...what more do you want?! I can hear a shouting...it's hard to make out but I think it's calling for me...what do I do?...I want to approach it...but I'm to scared...
(This is no longer winners POV)
The purple-blue blob awakens tears streaming down their cheeks unable to process words, a hug from clock finally snaps them out of it "I-I...hi clock" "are you ok?!" Clock asks worried "I'm fine I'm fine" winner reply's with a chuckle "o-ok..." he reply's nervous "Wanna get heading to the steakhouse?" Loser asks extending his hand, him and winner had been trying to make up recently as cake had made him realize how much he missed their presence. "Ohhh right the friend hangout, yeah let's go!" Winner exclaims excepting losers offer of help and starting walking after cake loser following and clock rolling ahead.
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Your not obscure to me, a winnlock fanfic
FanficThis was made for the hell of it so probably won't have much quality. In this story based on a rp loser and cake start seeing obvious signs their friends have taken a liking for each other so they Arrange a double date disguised as a friend hangout...
