Comedy Gold! (Cheesy x Trophy fanfic)

I - Rage On the Hotel's Rooftop

Third Person POV:

Trophy was sitting on the roof of the hotel. He was taking pictures of the sunset; its colors being visually different, yet undeniably stunning when swirled together in the sky. It was the perfect setting for the half-introverted jock to be taking good photos. Unfortunately, the "inevitable" peace was taken over by...

Cheesy's POV:

"Hey, Trophy! Sun-setting the mood for your pictures?"

I was walking around OJ's hotel as if I had anything better to do. I was in my room for—basically—the entire day, so sitting there until evening wouldn't brie the best option for someone like me!

-knee slap-

I looked out of one of the hallway windows; the sun was setting outside, and the sky looked pretty awesome! I decided to go to the rooftop to relax a bit. That's when I saw...

"Hey, Trophy! Sun-setting the mood for your pictures?"

-knee slap-

He turned around quickly to look at me; his face clearly displaying anger.

"What the fuck do you want, you Cheesy twerp!? Can't you see I'm busy!?" Trophy yells at me.

"Woah, calm down! It's Al-rye-te! Someone sure seems kinda dull!"

-knee slap-

Trophy rolled his eyes in annoyance, mumbling something inaudible from where I was standing.

I chuckled, "I didn't know you were a photographer!"

Trophy sucked on his teeth. "Well, wouldn't you wanna know." 

Trophy's POV: 

This Cheesy twerp certainly did not know what "solitary" meant. I can't believe he has the audacity to bother me, knowing I'm alone for a goddamn REASON! 

"I can see why you're taking pictures here! This scene is golden!" Cheesy says, walking in front of me and staring into the distance. I don't know how, and I don't know why... But the setting sun seemed to match Cheesy's stance, creating the perfect lighting imaginable.

I snapped a photo of Cheesy standing in the sunset. I can't let something like this go to waste. Good thing that twerp didn't notice... 

"Anyways, it's getting really late! We should probably go back inside!" Cheesy exclaims, jumping. 

"Who do you think you are, telling me what to do!?" I retort, feeling my temper rise again. 

"Someone who cares about your basic needs, of course!" Cheesy says, smiling. 

"My basic needs are something only I should worry about! Not some ugly, stupid, ANNOYING NUISANCE such as YOU," I shout, getting angrier at the fact Cheesy still had a cheerful look, despite the fact that I just yelled at him for caring about me... 

"Alright, alright, Trophster! Have a grate night!" He says, slapping his knee and giggling as he walks down the stairs.

"I'LL GRATE YOUR ASS OFF AND MAKE A GRILLED CHEESE SANDWICH WITH IT, YOU FUCKING TWERP"

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my mommy took my phone away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! for god knows how long,,,,, 

probably in a few yearsz

but yeaaahhhhhrrr,,,, i will update more, just rather slowly since motivation is dying each second that passes,,,,,,

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