Standing // Joke Losercake Fanfiction // slight nsfw (read desc please)

i'm putting the whole thing on one page <3

It all started after the incident... Loser (we don't call him that anymore) was a happy cube competing in a reality show for the prize of "a bfb." His life was normal, happy. Until.....

He became isolated.... Not feeling the warmth of another living being for months..... Just spinning...and spinning.. Rattling chains, cold metal bars. It was all he knew

He didn't know if he would ever escape.. until one day.. It stopped. That torture he had felt for so long.. Finally stopped. He could hear the contestants below cheering, the show had ended. It was over. He wasn't even jealous. He didn't even care about winning anymore. He was just glad to finally be out of that hellhole.. But little did he know... He never really left

Loser's cage was let down to the platform.. It felt it had been years since his feet had last touched the ground.. He walked out of the cage, stumbling due to dizziness.. He couldn't believe it. It had finally stopped... He stood there. Dazed. His eyes were wide open, staring blank into space. Crowds of contestants rushed toward him, excited to finally see their favorite cube again. But loser didn't care about anyone.. Anyone except cake.

loser's eyes stopped fixating on the bleak nothing he had been previously staring into. Instead, they started darting around the crowd. He needed to find cake. Find out if cake was ok. If he still cared about loser. He had missed cake so much, gallons of sweat dripped down his shiny yellow body (ew...) as he broke through the crowd and started yelling for cake. "CAKE! CAKE? HAS ANYBODY SEEN CAKE!" He pushed and shoved through the crowd until he got to the light on the other side. He had to be somewhere. Loser stood in the grass, spinning around as his eyes dashed all over the clifftops and grassy scenery. His scratchy voice was still shouting as loud as it could. Until he heard it...

"LOSER!" he heard it. That voice. That voice he hadn't heard in so long.. It was cake.. "LOSER!! THERE YOU ARE!! I'VE BEEN DYING TO SEE YOU!" loser just stood. He wanted to say something, do something, anything. But he just stood. Cake ran up to him and into loser's arms.. Loser slowly embraced cake. He couldn't believe this was finally happening. Loser's eyes started tearing up, his eyes turning glossy as he tightly held cake to himself. "Cake... I-it's really you..." "yeah loser! It is! I'm here now! You never have to go back there again!" Cake's words hit loser like a truck. he... Really.. Never had to go back.... It had just fully settled with him that this was over... Finally... He was back with cake.. loser and cake stood there, crying into each other's arms (cake doesnt have arms LOL) "cake.. We're going to spend every hour of every day together.. Just us.." Loser softly spoke. "........U-Uh, actually loser,,, i- i have a job.."

"Oh." Loser stammered. "Where?" "U-uhhmm... It's a uh. A restaurant..." Cake blushed and pulled away from loser. He was so ashamed at what his life had come to. "What restaurant..?" Loser replied. "....it's not important. Anyways, i can tell you've been eager to see me! How about we go do something?" Cake smiled and looked back at loser. "Cake.. Where do you work." Loser persisted. Cake not wanting to tell him where he worked worried loser, he wanted to make sure cake was safe. "Uh- um.. Loser.. Do i really have to..?" Cake's face once again turned as red as his frosting. "Yes. I don't get why it's such a big deal?" cake stood there. Face mad with blush. I guess he had to tell him. "F-...femboy.. H-hooters"

"BUT. NOT BECAUSE I WANT TO! IT WAS MY ONLY CHOICE!" cake said loudly to loser's face "Nobody would give me any other job.. My ass was too fat... But i guess.. Hooters worked out perfectly.."

Loser stood there in shock. His boyfriend really worked at THE femboy hooters? His face lit up with joy, his eyes growing wider than they'd been. "CAKE.. THAT'S FUCKING HOT.." Loser looked cake dead in the eyes. "W-WHAT???!?" cake stepped back and blushed. He thought for sure loser would dump him after hearing that! "Y-you really... Don't... Mind...?" "Of course i don't cake.. I love you..." Loser pulled cake closer to him until their lips met. He had almost forgotten how good it felt. His lips against the boy he loves. Cake was sweet, he was cake after all. Loser sat for a good few seconds, savoring the sweetness of cake's lips. He pulled away finally, only because the kiss couldn't last forever. "So umm... Wanna go to my house?" Cake asked. "Sure!" Loser replied.