The car ride back was silent, Anon thinking over and over again about if Fang would say yes or not. "So." Ripley's voice cut through the silence, "have you thought about where your gonna propose?" Ripley said, looking at anon, "I'm...shit. I'm not sure." Anon said back after thinking for a while, "have you got any ideas?" Ripley laughed, "hell no. I got no idea what she's into nowadays, hell if anything you have a better idea than anyone else." Anon paused, "I just think I need a second opinion." Anon said, while touching the rings in his pocket, Ripley, looked at the road for a moment, "well, if you really want a second opinion, we could drop by Nasers house. Its just west of here." Ripley said looking at anon, "her brother? You think he would have any more idea than you do?" Anon said while taking the rings out of his pocket, Ripley rolled his eyes, "just a suggestion. No need to get pissy with me boy." Anon shrunk back into his seat, "sorry sir. Let's go see Nasor.
Before anon got to Nasors house, he shot him a text
anon: hey, I'm coming over really fast, I gotta ask a question
Nasor: I mean, sure ok? I'm not doing anything, what did you wanna ask?
Anon :I'd rather tell you in person.
As Ripley pulled into Nasor's drive way, surprisingly Nasor was already outside to greet us, "oh shit, hey dad, what's up?" Nasor said walking up to the car, "nothing, Anon wants to ask a question. I'ma take a nap while he does." He looks over at Anon, "I need to be home by 5, hurry up." Before Ripley leaned back his chair and promptly fell asleep. "What the fuck, how is he already out?" Anon said looking at Nasor, Nasor shrugged "it's one of his gifts, now come on inside, I'm dying to know what you want to ask me." Anon nodded smiling as he followed nasor inside of his home. "It's not much, but its mine." Nasor said walking into the living room, anon laughed "better than my apartment. Shit." Anon touched the wall of the clean pristine house, "one day. I wanna get a house like this for Fang." Anon smiled at the thought of his dino back home. "Speaking of Fang, how is my sister?" Nasor said dropping down on the couch, "oh, you know, pretty much the same, still obsessed with music, concerts, and surprisingly, teaching." Anon said while sitting on the couch adjacent to Nasor. "Ah I had forgot that fang was a teacher now. How is your job?" Nasor smiled at Anon, "oh, musical technician pays surprisingly well" anon paused, "ok, no more stalling." Anon said, as he placed the ring box on the table in front of Nasor. "Is that.. what I think that is." Nasor said as he leaned forward picking the box up. "Oh shit. You really went for it." Nasor smiled as he opened up the box, "when you gonna propose?" Nasor said tearing his eyes away from the star shaped diamonds, "well. Soon. I hope, Im having problems finding a good location to be honest, that's where I was hoping you could help." Nasor nodded, "I see. Well, what place do you vaguely have in your mind?" Nasor asked, anon sat still for a moment, running this mind through every idea imaginable, "I want...someplace that has emotional and physical significance to us." Nasor sat for a moment, thinking. "The school?" Anon looked at nasor, "the school? Where at the school?" Nasor laughed,"well I don't know where y'all hung out the most at school, was there a specific place that you think about when you think of fang at school?" Anon paused for a moment, hands pressed together in thought.
"The roof."
"Oh ya great idea that way, if she says no, you can leap off right then and there." Nasor laughed at himself, anon smiled and flipped him off. "Fuck off." Nasor couldn't help but smile, "anyway, did I help you?" Nasor asked. "Yes, actually, more than I expected." Nasor flipped anon off this time, "har har, your welcome" anon smiled as he got up, "ya ya, I know, I gotta leave your probably about to have Naomi over aren't you?" Nasor almost fell out of this chair, "what the fuck?! No! THAT WAS ONE TIME, did fang tell you?!?" Anon laughed as he waved goodbye, "ANON GOD DAMN IT, SH-" anon shut the door in the middle of his sentence, he wasn't about to catch the fall out of his comment. He hopped back into the truck, to a surprisingly already awake Ripley, "you find what you need?" Ripley asked starting the car, "yes. I'm gonna propose on the roof."
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The proposal (Snoot Game)
Fanfiction(snoot game) this takes place a few years after anon returns from collage (ending 4), and anon wants to take his and fangs relationship to the next level, however there are a surprising amount of hoops he needs to jump through to get there. ( The ar...
