Big Yellow, Bigger Scare

I stand in the middle of my bedroom, butterflies fluttering in my stomach as I'm about to reveal Big Yellow to my best friend, Chloe.

"Okay, you can come in now!" I call to the blonde on the other side of my door.

Chloe barges in, then screams, pointing rapidly at the yellow cube with star eyes and a blank smile sitting beside my feet.

"What is that?!" she squeals, her eyes looking to mine with utter fear.

I smile brightly in response. "Big Yellow! He's here to help you with your acne before your date!" I say, motioning to the small yellow box.

She blinks, her expression going blank. She takes in a slow breath while furrowing her brow. "Virginia, are you on drugs? Because...that's a yellow box you painted star eyes and a smile on."

My face drops, and I pout at her. I let out a soft sigh as I slump my shoulders and close my eyes.

"No, I'm not on- you know what?" I ask, rubbing my eyes tiredly, "Big Yellow, just say hi to Chloe."

The box blinks up at her, his smile widening. "Hi, Chloe! I'm-"

"Ah! The sapient box knows my name!" She backs out of the room, her face in a silent scream as she points downward, her hand shaking from fear.

She freezes, her eyes widening as if just realizing something. "It speaks!"

Her mouth drops open, looking as baffled as ever, and then her eyes land on Big Yellow again as she looks at him with confusion and fright.

Suddenly, her face drops into a scowl. "I've dealt with demon boxes before, and I'm not afraid to face one again!" And with that, she lets out a worrier cry and runs up to the box.

Before I can react, she launches Big Yellow into the air with her foot, and as he screams in terror, he goes flying out of my open window. I stand frozen in shock as Chloe heaves for air beside me, and we hear Big Yellow land on the driveway with a loud thud.

"Ow..." we hear him whisper in pain. I cringe.

It would be painful to fall out of a second-story window and onto concrete.

I let out a soft sigh and shake my head. "I should've seen that coming," I laugh, turning to the blonde.

She places her hands on her hips and grins. "Yeah, you should've."

After we laugh together, we get Big Yellow and help her get ready for her date. With the help of the yellow box, her pimples were as good as gone, and she was all prettied up in no time.

I'm sitting on the couch with Big Yellow when my phone buzzes, and when I pick it up, I see a text from Chloe saying the date went perfect.

I high-five Big Yellow's face, forgetting he doesn't have arms, and we triumphantly jump in the air together to commemorate our success.