[ Toodles ] Cuddles x Toothy - HTF Ship Story

Chapter One: Roommates

Cuddles sat on his bed, doodling in his notebook, swinging his legs off the side of the bed. He was very social, but his newest roommate hadn't crossed his path, otherwise they'd have met by now and been friends like Cuddles and his other roommate, Giggles. He was drawing quietly, humming his favorite song. He jumped, hearing a knock, which made a pencil fall off his bed. Picking it up, he called, "Come in!" The door creaked open as a gothic boy stepped in. He waved shyly. Cuddles saw Giggles, and figured it was her idea. He placed down his drawing and waved back. "Hi! I'm Cuddles, what's your name?" "I- It's Toothy," he replied. Cuddles caught a glimpse of his cute fangs. (I changed his Buck teeth for fangs to fit the gothic theme btw.) "I love your fangs," Cuddles said. Giggles walked away, but Toothy noticed. Toothy zipped down the hallway into his room. Cuddles figured he was just shy, as he used to be the same. Giggles came back. Having a PhD in forcing people to socialize, Giggles walked to Toothy's room. Eventually, they were back. And Giggles had Toothy on a leash tied around his wrist and around Giggles' palm. The gothic kid looked at Cuddles helplessly. "Giggles, let him go," Cuddles said. Giggles released him, but wouldn't let him leave the room. Toothy stepped in farther. Cuddles couldn't stop gazing at him. "W- Well, uh.. I'm- I'm sorry, sh- she won't let m- me leave," Toothy muttered. "It's fine, I'm not concerned about anything.. but you, you seem upset," Cuddles replied. Giggles sighed, saying, "Stay in here. I'll make dinner." Cuddles nodded, but the door closed. He didn't have a lock inside the room, and Giggles had his key. Cuddles didn't have a spare in his room. Giggles locked them in the room together. A minute that felt like an hour passed. Cuddles looked up at Toothy. He was about 5'6", but Cuddles was only 5'4". "You don't have to stand. Sit next to me, I'll tell you about me," Cuddles said. Toothy anxiously sat, shaking. "I'm Cuddles, 16. Favorite colors.. yellow, blue, purple, and pink. Extroverted. I won't make you tell me about you, don't worry." Toothy, glaring into Cuddles' eyes, blushed. "Well.. I'm Toothy. Recently found out that.. I'm non binary.. I like purple, blue, black.. grey. I like dressing goth. Introvert. 16. Hate talking to people," Toothy muttered, shivering. Cuddles looked at them. "Non binary? But is it okay if I call you a 'he' sometimes on accident?" "Sure." (trust me, even I'm gonna forget.) Cuddles blushed. Wait, do I already have a crush? No, it's too early for this! But, they're so calm, and cool.. and shy..? Am I pansexual? I thought I was bi.. but I guess not, Cuddles thought. Toothy caught his attention to the bisexual flag. Crap, guess he'll never have space for me in his love life, Toothy thought. Giggles texted Cuddles. He read the text, "Dinner," and walked to the door. He tried opening it.. it was locked. He went to grab his phone, it died, and the charger was downstairs. "Toothy, do you have a phone?" "Yeah, but it's in my room." "We're locked in here," Cuddles sighed. Toothy also sighed, placing his finger under his fangs and biting hard. A bit of blood gushed out from his fingertip, and Cuddles turned, hearing Toothy yelp quietly. His eyes widened. "Toothy, are you okay?!" "I'm fine. I do it often, when I'm nervous," Toothy watched blood drop from the small bite mark. Cuddles handed him a band-aid. Toothy placed it on the finger. "I'm tired," Toothy sighed. "You can sleep on my bed, but.. there's nowhere for me to sleep, so.. I may have to sleep there too," Cuddles replied. Toothy blushed. "It's okay, I'll just sleep on the floor," they hastily replied. Cuddles looked at their face, as he was blushing too, and smiled. "Nope, use the bed, I insist." Toothy looked over. "O- oh, sorry," Toothy said. "It's fine, just use the bed, please." Toothy nodded. Before Cuddles knew it, the lights were off, Toothy was quietly sleeping in his bed, and he lay on the floor, waiting for the day to arrive. Cuddles grabbed his diary, and wrote about Toothy and how he felt about them. He blinked and looked out the window. The sun rose. He stood and tried to open the door. He was starving, but the door wouldn't open. He felt someone behind him. "Morning," Toothy said. "Ah, good morning, door still locked," Cuddles replied. "Dang. I'm hungry," Toothy replied. "Me too," Cuddles sighed. The door unlocked. "Sorry!! I didn't know I locked you in here," Giggles apologized. Cuddles nodded and ran downstairs for food. Toothy followed. Giggles saw the diary which Cuddles hadn't put away. She closed the door behind her and opened it to the most recent entry.

Dear Diary,
Today I met a non-binary teen named Toothy. They dressed very gothic, and even bit their own finger out of anxiety. But, they seem
nice overall, and I think I have a crush on them. But I'd never tell them, for I fear they wouldn't like me back. We got locked in my
room. It upset me when they turned down my offer for both of us to sleep in the bed, which I perfectly hid as a question! But, to sum it
up, I. Love. Toothy.
Cuddles.