"I can't fix everything,"
Elle and Whimsy are each other's entire world. But when Elle's family begins putting pressure on her to meet her 'boyfriend', she panics, and runs to the only person who can help.
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Caiman sat at the lunch table awkwardly, his lunch box sitting there unopened. He didn't like to start eating without Elle, it made him feel lonely.
That feeling disappeared when he heard running, and turned around in time to see Elle running at him full speed. She barreled into the cafeteria table, pushing it slightly. A monitor snapped at her, but she ignored them, slamming her hands next to him. "CAIMAN."
"Jesus," he muttered, straightening his table. "What?"
"I NEED YOU TO BE MY BOYFRIEND."
Caiman was taken aback. "Wh- WHAT?!" he exclaimed. "Aren't you a lesbian? What about Whimsy? Oh- oh my God did you break up?!" He brought his hands to his mouth. "AM I YOUR REBOUND?!"
Elle shushed him. "No, me and Whimsy are very much in love." She crossed her arms. "My...ugh. I told my parents I had a boyfriend and I have to show up with someone at our family dinner Friday or I'm totally screwed," she said, wringing her hands nervously. "Please Caiman~"
He frowned. "Won't Whimsy be mad?"
"I won't tell her! It'll be just one night," she pleaded.
Caiman sighed. "Fine, but one dinner and that's it,"
Elle squeezed him, crushing his ribs. "Oh thank you Caiman, thank you thank you thank you! You're a lifesaver!" She cuddled against him, nuzzling into his face.
"Get off weirdo," he gasped. "You're welcome, but you owe me,"
Elle nodded vigorously, beaming. "Anything!" Caiman chuckled and punched her softly. She hugged him again, then shoved him over. "Haha, loser,"
He held a fist up, irritation gleaming in his eyes. "Watch it, I have blackmail now,"
