Requested by themistakewithastake
Note: I had to do this while I was doing a test. So, some parts may be messed up. I had to hurry on this one because my test was timed; I probably guessed some answers. This was also badly made-
Sable sat down across the counter, as Victor polished shot glasses. Zib glanced over to Sable, seated beside His figure, grinning slyly. Victor rolled His eyes, leavin' the both of them.
Sable peered over to Zib, raising an eyebrow. "Anything you need?" He'd ask, placing His glass down. "There's something I have been meaning to ask you.." He told, grabbing His chin; turning his face towards Him.
AEJCNJICKJNJ!1 Sable blushed, heat radiating off His cheeks. Zib mouth curled into A smirk, leaning from within His face. His face inches away from His, "Would you like to.." He trailed before, "Sable?" Sable cocked his head away from Him, lookin' at the figure whom called Him.
"Oh! Mitzi.." He'd widen his eyes, regaining Himself. Brushing his shoulder off, pretending nothing hadden happened. He cleared His throat before speaking, "What brings.. you here?"
"Well.. This my bar.. After all," She spoke, as she'd sat down beside Him. Resting her palm against Her cheek. Sable facepalmed Himself. Noticing how'd the two of them entrapped Him.
"Zib! Aren't you supposed to be playing on stage..?" She asked. Glancing over to Zib; furrowing Her brows, crossing Her arms, sadden. "For who? that guy..?" He scoffed, pointing to A cat near the stage. Mitzi sighed, before taking A deep breath. "Sable.. Would you like to go out for di-" She got cut off by Zib, pulling Sable against Him. "Surprisingly, I asked Him first.." Zib growled, narrowing His eyes at Her.
Mitzi grabbed Sable's arm, A firm grip on Him, glaring at Zib. "I'm within confident; Sable would agree to cheerfully accompany me than some druken man, who can't even. Do. His. Job." Sable gulped, peering over to Zib whom had A glare on His face as well.
After A minutes of back and forth, "Well, why don't we let Sable decide?" Sable widen His eyes at the Zib's suggestion. Mitzi sighed, nodding slowly, yet hesitantly. Mitzi, as well as Zib looked at Sable softly, Awaiting His answer.
"I-i.. I need some time to think," Sable told pulling away from their touch, standing up from the stool. Snatching his hat on the counter, leaving the bar.
Sable threw the paper work that sat on His desk, flopping onto the chair. He pinched His nose, tapping his foot. Contemplating whether to choose Zib or Mitzi, He rubbed his temples, trying to relieve His stress from within overthinking. Sighing, He rested His head to the desk, seeing it was already 0:11 PM. He turned the clock away from Him, closing His eyes; falling into A deep slumber.
He groaned, rubbing His eyes, trying to tune out the alarm clock. Sighing, He'd set the alarm clock down, rising from the chair. Headed to the bathroom to shower, as well as His daily routine.
He stepped out of the bathroom, with A newly worn suit. Grabbing His hat, he'd turn the knob handle opening the door. 'Who should I choose..?' He thought, biting His nails. Walking out His humbled abode.
He stepped into the bar, dancing and music were head, as well as the smell of Alcohol drunken by many people. He shook his head, closing the bar door, spotting Zib. Widening his eyes, he marched in the opposite direction from Him.
As he continued to walk away from His figure, looking if He'd see. He'd bumped into someone, "M-mitzi?!" He spoke, stepping back from His figure. "Sable! Did you make your choice?" Mitzi asked, Her tail swaying side to side, waiting for His answer.
As Sable was about to response, "Glad I found the two of you.." Zib told, placing A hand on Sable's shoulder, shuddering from the sound of His sudden voice.
Zib and Mitzi looked at Sable, looking at Him expectantly for an answer to come. Sable took A deep breath, "Listen, I like the both of you.. I just can't pick one.." He rubbed the back of His neck in embarrassment. A moment of silence came, till Zib broke it.
IUWHIUJHBQ "Maybe.. we could work this out..?" Mitzi, raised an eyebrow at His suggestion. Sighing, "I guess.." She agreed, cracking an awkward grin. Sable let out A breath, relief washing over Him as they agreed.
Sable wrapped the two in A hug, thankful for their understanding. Mitzi, as well as Zib was A bit surprised, yet they embraced His figure slowly. He pulled away slightly, thanking the two of them.
The night was exciting; two people whom got want they want, one yet confessed their feelings.
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