Happy Tree Friends Oneshots

Silent Heartbreak

Ship: Onesided Mime x Lumpy, the Mole x Lumpy

Warning: NSFW

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Mime was always born a silent person. Medically diagnosed as a mute. He was never able to utter a sound or even a cry. The doctors thought he was a stillborn at first because he couldn't make a sound upon entering the world.

His parents had never been happy about that. Particularly his mother, who didn't believe the doctor and tried every which way to get him to talk. His father was more understanding, being deaf himself, but his mother had hoped he would speak so she could have a conversation with her immediate family.

She eventually got over it, and they communicated with ASL, but he understood where she was coming from.

When they moved to Happy Tree Friends Town, the people took a while to adjust to them. Mime was able to find himself friends and a nice community once they opened up to him and his odd personality and silence. Like his namestake, he took up being a mime as a hobby job, since he was so good at it and the children usually found it fun.

Once he was affected by the curse, like his parents, it became a daily haze of going about his life and trying to avoid death. His parents, however, could not handle it. In fact, they had buried themselves alive and made a coffin their home. What they did in there, he had no idea, but the mayor honored their wishes to stay buried along with the other graves. No one ever looked in there, but Mime figured there was something behind the cemetery that could release them from life.

Mime took up all sorts of jobs around town because he enjoyed the newfound immortality. Carney worker, antique shop owner, miming, and even leading field trips.

Currently, he found himself working at Lumpy's newspaper company, the Happy Tree Friends Times. He was in charge of printing.

However, it was not what he had applied for.

Mime sighed silently, wiping ink off of his cheek after finishing tomorrow's newspaper. The others had left an hour before finishing because Mime couldn't tell them "no" to staying and finishing up the work by himself.

He hauled the newspaper up to the tenth floor, where Lumpy's office was so he could have the first print. The lovable moose always collected the first page of every newspaper to keep in his collection. Lumpy was one of the first ever residents in Happy Tree Friends apparently. He was born and raised here.

Mime took a second to collect himself, fixing his hair and making sure his face was at least clean even though he smelled like ink and sweat.

The one benefit of working here, was that he was able to get Lumpy to reward him with some affection for doing a good job. Lumpy never really refused him, but he also never offered, which Mime didn't mind. He was always so oblivious anyways, which was one of the reasons Mime adored the man.

A couple years ago, when Mime was twenty, he had confessed to Lumpy. It had been a challenge to do so because Lumpy was so oblivious to romance that giving him poems, gifts, love letters, whatever he could think of was not enough.

Mime blushed remembering how he had lost his first time to Lumpy in an attempt to show him he was serious about his feelings.

Mime had traveled to Lumpy's home, a trailer style RV. Despite all the jobs and businesses he owned, Lumpy lived very simply, instead of in a lavish home like the Rabbits or Lizards did. Mime had been at his wits end trying to confess to Lumpy, embarrassing himself countless times because he kept tripping up or Lumpy didn't realize his advances.

He didn't mind though. It was always endearing how naive and innocent Lumpy was.

"Oh! Hello, Mime!"