Outcast Oneshot book #3

Quiet celebrations.

Its Fear's birthday! Hopefully this fic comes out alright, I'm slowly getting back into writing again.

Its also my birthday month as well! (June) I just celebrate with Fear's.

The next birthday is Lockheart's!

Enjoy!

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Ring ring.

You groaned, tossing the blanket off your torso, to reach for the phone.

"Hello?"

"Greetings y/n. I apologize for waking you at such an ungodly hour. But, would you mind coming to the mansion tomorrow at eight?" Fear's voice was soothing to you, even over the phone.

With how soft it was, it made your eyes droop a little, and you didn't feel as angry anymore.

"Uh, sure. What's the occasion?"

"Its my date of birth. I do not wish to make a big deal out of it, however I wouldn't mind your company." Fear replies, you could hear the roar of a fire place in the background. He's in the library mostly likely, and is using the rotary phone that's in there for looks.

"Oh sure! But what about the others?"

"I've only told Cupid, Artsy knows as well. Like I've said, I don't want to make such a fuss over it. I dislike crowds.." He clears his throat. "And I've told you since I'm rather fond of you. I hope you can make it."

Your cheeks flush. Fear was always reserved and quiet, you didn't even think he even tolerated you, much less like you!

"Yeah I'll be there! Quick question, is there a book you don't have?"

"Hmm.. I am missing IT for my collection.. Preferably the hard back." He replies.

"Got it. Was there anything else you wanted to talk about?"

"No. Thank you for the nice chat y/n, you are one of the good ones. I shall see you tomorrow, good night."

"Good night."

Then you both hang up.

You roll onto your side with a flushed smile on your face, you couldn't wait to see the spider tomorrow.

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As you walked up the driveway with a wrapped present in your arms, you spotted Lockheart sitting on the porch swing with a cigar between his teeth.

His ruby eyes catch yours. "Heya angel. What brings you here?" He asks, tapping his heel on the wooden floor below him.

"Oh, I'm here to see Fear!" You smile bashfully.

"Pfft. Look I know you like him, but I'm saying this to save your life, don't f*ck with him." He puffs out smoke from his nose.

"Wh-what? Lockheart gross."

"Just sayin'." He shrugs his shoulders. "Tell itsy bitsy I said happy mother f*cking birthday."

You rolls your eyes. "Do you have to put the f word in everything?"

"Yes I f*cking do. Because if I f*cking didn't, I wouldn't be f*cking me now would I?" He asks with a challenging smirk.

You shake your head with a slight laugh. "Okay, you've got a point there."

"Nice talkin' to ya." He waves with his tail. "Webbed weirdo is in his room as always."

"Thanks, nice seeing you lock."