3 - Mythical Sausage x Y/N: Bubbles Knew It

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Sausage couldn't stop thinking of Y/N, what was wrong with him? He couldn't get their goofy smile out of his head, their contagious laugh played in the background. He held the small patch Y/N hand made just for him. It was poorly made, and they spelt his name wrong due to their lack of proper education, but it was still one of Sausage's most prized possessions. 

Maybe he was sick or had accidentally drunk some weird potion from Gem or Fwhip. Running out of options, not wanting to acknowledge his obvious crush, he ran for advice to the person he trusted the most. Bubbles. His beloved pup was probably the only person on this entire server he trusted telling his secrets to. 

"BUBBLES! GIRL! I think Xornoth is trying to like, control my brain or something again. I've been feeling all weird lately and I can't stop thinking of my buddy, Y/N. Am I corrupted? Or cursed? Sick?" As Sausage continued to spill his thoughts, Bubbles stared at him with a look of disappointment at the boy's stupidity and ignorance. "SAUSAGE!" She yelled, startling the emperor. Bubbles rolled her eyes. "It's clear, you have a crush on Y/N..." Sausage looked at Bubbles, tilting his head slightly in a look of confusion before suddenly realizing. "No no no... There's no way, Y/N just a pal, a good friend, buddy, fellow empire-ruler, cute- I mean- well-'' The brunette struggles with his words as he denies ever having a crush on the E/N ruler. 

The anxious ruler fumbled, trying to come up with a reasonable excuse before hanging his head in embarrassment and defeat. Sausage's cheeks burned bright pink that spread to his neck and ears. "I-I'll see you later girl," He mumbled, Bubble's suppressing a giggle as he left the palace. Sausage mind was racing along with his heart. How could he tell his closest friend his feelings? What if he was rejected? What if Y/N hates him?! He was so busy lost in his head, he didn't notice Y/N hiding behind a tree, clutching a floral bouquet in their sweaty hands.

Part 2?

Word count: 365

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