Nesscas Oneshots Galore

A Day At The Park

Hey hey. So this one is going to be leagues shorter than any other Oneshot I've posted. This is because something is coming out on Wednesday that I want to write a Oneshot based off of, and post the same day. That's all, and I hope you enjoy :)

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"What do you mean you didn't bring any ketchup?" Claus asked, rather angrily.

The four boys were out on a picnic at their favorite park. It was a near perfect day for a picnic. Not a singular cloud in the sky, and not a singular person in their section of the park. Due to the parks large size, there were little pockets of field within patches of trees which made for excellent picnic spots. 

"I mean...I didn't bring the ketchup," Ness responded, in a matter-of-fact tone. Claus seemed to be genuinely upset by Ness not bringing the ketchup.

"B-But why...?" Claus looked like he was on the verge of tears, over ketchup.

"The only ketchup I had were the shitty little ones that fast food places give you, and I didn't want to risk them exploding and covering everything in ketchup," Claus crossed him arms, and took a bite of his hotdog.

"Wouldn't be so bad..." right as Claus said that, a bottle of ketchup hit him directly in the face. Ninten recoiled a little, meaning for Claus to catch the bottle, rather than it hit him in the face.

"...Sorry, I meant for you to catch that..." Ninten smiled a little nervously, as he zipped his bag back up. He had brought the extra bottle of ketchup, because he knew that if Ness didn't bring any, Claus would be upset. And his hunch was right.

Claus smiled a little as he picked up the ketchup bottle from his lap, where it had landed after striking him. "Thank you," he replied, as he opened the bottle. He then proceeded to borderline abuse the hotdog with a downright avalanche of ketchup, using nearly the entire FULL bottle.

The other three boys just watched in horror, as Claus emptied several servings worth of ketchup onto the poor hotdog. By the time he was done, you couldn't even recognize the hotdog anymore. It looked like a ketchup sandwich.

"...That was all the ketchup I had in my house..." Ninten said with a slight whimper as Claus tossed the empty bottle aside. Claus then opened his mouth, and took a large bite of the hotdog.

As he did, ketchup flew everywhere, and Claus's shirt now looked like a Jackson Pollock painting, covered with ketchup. Lucas, who was sitting directly beside Claus, raised his arm to stop some of the ketchup flying towards him. "See? This is why your goddamn shirts are always filling the washing machine," Lucas said, a little annoyed.

"Fhak yu," Claus responded, his mouth full of ketchup. He then took another bite of the hotdog, causing another mini-ketchup explosion. "I wike ketsup."

"You should see his omelettes," Lucas said, as he took a bite out of his own, plain hotdog.

The boys sat in silence, eating their food. They mostly just stared at Claus, as he devoured his ketchup pile. When he finished, he wiped his hands on his shirt. "That was amazing...needed more ketchup, though."

"You can't possibly be serious," Ness replied, as he finished his own hotdog.

"Oh, but I am," Claus responded in a serious tone, as he licked the ketchup of his fingers.

Footsteps could be heard as someone approached the boys' picnic. It was a man. The man looked around average height, and had medium length black hair. He was wearing a black trenchcoat, and grey gloves. He approached the boys, and smiled a little.

"Good afternoon, and how are we doing today?" The man asked, with a smile on his face. His voice indicated that he was a young man, no older than 21. Upon closer inspection, you could tell he had gray eyes.

"Who're you?" Claus asked, a little skeptical of the creepily dressed man.

"Oh, my apologies. I'm a new park ranger, Davos," Davos reached out his hand, and Claus shook it. With ketchup still covering his hand. Davos slowly recoiled his hand, and looked at his now ketchup covered glove, disgusted. 

'You, uh, might want to wipe all of the ketchup off of yourself. The mosquitoes around here will hound you until you do," Davos advised Claus, as he shook the ketchup off his glove. Claus crossed his arms.

"Well now I don't want to," everyone went silent for a moment.

"Alrighty," Davos spoke up. "Well, I'll be in the park rangers office. So you know where to find me if you want anything," Davos then walked off into the forest whence he came.

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Ness and Lucas were going through a nice stroll over the parks hilly area. Both boys had abandoned the  the picnic, due to constant mosquito visits. I wonder whose fault that could be?

The hilly area was the area where most people would generally be. It was also the area where Claus and Lucas usually walked Boney.

"I swear to god...I never wanna see ketchup again," Ness said, shivering a little.

"Still can't get over the ketchup thing, huh?" Lucas responded, chuckling a little. He found it funny how Ness reacted to Claus' ketchup tendencies.

"It's just...I've never seen anyone consume that much ketchup so quickly."

"Yeah, mom only buys ketchup very sparingly, so these outings are really the only time he gets to eat it."

"Remind me to never eat out with your brother again," Lucas chuckled. "Especially at burger place...oh, the humanity."

The two boys continued walking, until the reached the apex of a small hill. This hill was a particularly special hill, as it had a bench at the top. The bench was at the perfect angle so that anyone sitting on it could see the sunset perfectly. Mind you, it was noon, so there was no sunset to speak of. But neither of them cared, as they sat down on the bench.

As they sat down, Ness wrapped his arm around Lucas. Lucas leaned over and rested his head on Ness' shoulder. Both boys smiled, as they rested on the bench. And so they sat on the bench, in that park. Enjoying their day together.