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🎉🪲//new guest (partybeetle)

requested by schr0d1ngerscat !! :) thank you for requesting!

// Poob has always nagged Pest about possibly attending one of their many parties. Pest decides to take them up on their offer, and what was originally an attempt at thievery turns into a pleasant experience— on both ends.

.. AKA pest enjoys poob's company for once.

//P. S. ! all japanese bits are straight from google translate. i really apologize for any inaccuracy, i am not bilingual and don't have the time to do too much research. again, im sorry ! i'll include bits in parentheses with english translations of japanese text .
ALSO i hope i got poob's personality right.. pest is ooc on purpose because i genuinely don't know how i could pull this off without making em ooc?? dunno ..

pest - he/they
poob - they/them

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"heya pest! wuld u wana party wit me sometiem?"

The question hadn't come as a shock, really, but Pest was startled out of the comfortable state they were in at the sudden voice. They chittered quietly in annoyance and looked down at Poob from where they were leaning against the subway wall, the latter's bright colors contrasting against the darker environment. Shame that Pest was stuck here with this... idiot.

"You already know my answer. Why do you even bother?" Six red eyes rolled in their sockets at the question. Poob's smile remained intact at Pest's remark.  "well, it doezn't hurt 2 ask! wat if u change yur mind one day?"

Pest narrowed his eyes and muttered something derogatory in beetle, before responding in Japanese, "そんなことはいつか起こるだろう.." (Like that'll ever happen..) His mandibles twitched along with his speech. Poob tilted their head as they always had whenever Pest said something they didn't understand. "iz that a yes?" They blew into their party horn, before standing up from the ground and stretching. There was still a grin plastered on their face, in fact, it had slightly grown, but it's intent was unreadable.

Pest almost facepalmed right then and there — in fact, they would've, but an idea made it's way into their thoughts. That thought? Stealing. There was a chance that Poob could have something of value in that house of theirs. Even if they wouldn't, he could just nick something to gain the satisfaction of taking from that party-obsessed weirdo.

"Fine," Pest hissed, "I guess." A scowl was evident through their voice as they stepped towards Poob. Poob stayed quiet for a quick second — a rare occurrence — before waving their hands around and rambling in excitement.

"OMG!! we r guna have soo much fun!! i knew u wuld go soemday!! what r ur fav foodz? any activity ideas? ya know—" Poob went on and on, but the noise was tuned out by Pest, who was waiting for the next subway. According to Poob, they took the subway to their apartment. Pest felt somewhat embarrassed that he'd remembered a small detail from a conversation the pair had before. It was coincidental.

After some more one-sided conversation, with Pest grunting in false acknowledgment every once in a while, their subway arrived.

"oh, com on!" Poob grabbed one of Pest's arms, much to the beetle's disgust, "this iz the subway i take!" With another loud blow of their party horn, Poob began dragging Pest into the subway. Pest yanked his arm out of Poob's practically unyielding grasp with a lot more force than he'd like to admit. Loud, irritated chittering rang throughout the subway as Pest shoved them both into two seats. All of the noise made some sort of scene, however, as the little passengers in there with them turned their heads over in interest.

Frankly, Pest was pissed. And Poob had the audacity to talk as loud as humanly possible, as if nothing had just happened. Pest, still angry at Poob, didn't even bother trying to make it seem like they were listening, and the way Poob was inching closer by the minute didn't exactly do much to help.