Normal Roblox Piggy Oneshots (Completed)

Oblivious Coyote (Filip x Rash)

Requested by Fries_The_Cassie

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Just an ordinary day of Filip taking some day off from his job. That job he was given was pretty tiring for his arms to do his job.

Right now, he was strolling on the streets, looking for a bench to relax on. Or maybe watch Felix's next performance. Anything he wanted, but he was currently tired.

Then, he didn't notice his house standing next to him.

"Yes, finally... heaven..." The coyote spoke softly, opening the door to reveal his normal living room. Before napping, he took a glass of water from the dispenser and get some snacks to eat.

To spend his leisure time, he started watching TV until his snacks were all finished including his glass of water. But he fell down to the ground and slept randomly.

Then, he got up, realizing that he had been sleeping for hours in an improper place. Filip tumbled down, feeling pain on his head.

"I hate this when this happen. Everytime I fall asleep." He tried unfolding his legs back to his normal position, which is hard for him since the gap between the sofa he was sitting and the table was close that it  could fit half of his body horizontally.

Until he had his legs finally lying on the ground by the left. Praise the one who gave him a flexible body until now.

Then a harsh bang sounded. It was loud that it might attract people who were spending their nighttime by gaming or anything.

"Who's there?!" Filip got back up as he stretched his arms to relieve himself from being a sore image. The door pounded again, this time part of his wooden door was about to snap from his large door.

"Come in, I have this pan with me!" The brown coyote hurried to the kitchen, flinging his kitchen appliances to look for his defense weapon in case it was a murderer trying to blow him with a slash by the blade or a deep wound from a gun.

The door open as soon as he approached his front door. It was revealed to be the grey raccoon. A famous burglar on the run.

"Hand over your stuff and-" He was cut off by a familiar appearance: brown fur, house design and the way he speaks.

Rash decided to forfeit his burglar plans and came in for a little conversation with the familiar guy as Filip's mind were filled with bunch of question marks.

"Why is a burglar here just for a talk?"

"Why is this guy trying to break my door just for this??"

The grey animal sat on the sofa, slamming the sofa with his rough hands to let Filip have comfort as well. Filip still refused as he ignored his slams and punches on the sofa.

"So you don't remember me?" The knocks stopped. Finally some peace coming up.

"Not at all."

"Dude, I'm here because I remembered you." There goes confusion again on Filip's small brain.

"You see, I got a little man who need some help for his emotions which made me focus on him."

Filip grunted, having no idea why a tough man like him got to take care of another man, all because of that. Between a burglar and a weak person, Filip had an urge to laugh it off.

"What? A burglar helping someone weaker?" He snickered, covering his  mouth with his hand to hide it. Rash felt the audacity of a person who judged him by his hidden kindness.

"Want this fist drive to your teeth, dude? I have the balls to do it." Filip's ears jolted up from his prepared attack. His body was ceased to move by fear, feeling tremors run down on his arms.

"Wait, wait! Just kidding!" He stuttered, hands gestured that told him to stop his punch from damaging his face. Filip's hands flapped towards Rash's fist.

Filip expected the fist to break his skull, but he actually stopped.

"No man, I ain't punching your jawline. I don't have money to buy a quick skull recovery."

He added another sentence, "Unless you're a policeman."

Filip's lucky to meet someone who only punches a specific role. However, he still had to wait for an answer regarding to who Rash is.

"Hey, you haven't answered my question. Who even are you?"

With a straight face, Rash turned his head towards him. He joined his thumb and index finger and smashed his cheek with his index finger swiftly by releasing the tip of his finger on his thumb.

"You're forgetful, man. Do you write notes after you met someone?"

Filip shook his head. What type of person is that when they always write notes? A diligent-acting person or perhaps a person who was feeling bored?

He prepared his fate to get punched again by the muscular grey raccoon. He spent three minutes of shutting his eyes. Yet, only waves of wind welcomed him.

"Write notes then, oblivious coyote."

"How about you, tough-looking guy?"

Then sounds of sirens blared through his room. A dilly-daily tone of a police car. Rash cursed, standing up and prepared his crowbar to fend of taser-holding officers.

"Why are they here early?!" Feeling angered, he stomped out from his living room. The brown coyote watched him wreck his kitchen appliances for a window. Cups; plates; stoves, all broken down on the floor.

This is when Filip shouldn't ignore him. He held a simple way to help him, but the idea he was thinking sounded stupid. Very stupid that it might disappoint the loud robber. He pointed to the window, ready to exclaim.

He gave him permission to break down the window.

Filip's sweats dripped from his forehead. He hoped that stupid idea worked on him. Since his brain and heart was also filled with less ideas and cowardice, he shivered.

But in result, he actually broke the window and reluctantly asked Filip to commit defenestration for the sake of his life. Sweats began developing in both foreheads. Rash climbed up to the counter, giving an opportunity for Filip to clamp on his legs and start tossing him to the bushes.

The coyote used his brown-fur hands and held his legs.

"Do it!" And so Filip threw him outside his broken window. Luckily he landed on the bushes, with his head buried under the leaves.

"You did great. You passed my test of remembering about your friend in front of you." He said, but the thick layers of leaves muffled the entire sentence.

"What? Oh, I remember now."

"Okay, enough talking, I gotta go run, meet you next time! High five!" Filip's hands joined his and parted away under two seconds.

Filip watched his memorable friend run away and wish him a good run from the officers.

Until one of the officers started interrogating him.

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Word count: 1135
Started: June 13th, 2021
Finished: June 27th, 2021