Pepper was adjusting the bow around Trophy's waist and breathed in through their nose(?) she couldn't help but point out his scent, trophy was already looking down at her with embarrassment.
"Sniff sniff"
"...what the fuck are you doing?"
"You smell..like....SNIFFF....Flowers mixed with old spice, interesting mix!!"
"...?"
Trophy was confused and somewhat disturbed by this, he guessed that was a compliment so he just awkwardly smiled at her while raising his hand to show a thumbs up. Pepper just shook her head and chuckled a little before turning to mic and talking.
She's Uhm...interesting?
Trophy thought to himself, though he couldn't help but feel a little insecure about it, sure it might've been a compliment but "boys" should smell like how normal boys should! Not those gross ones but the ones that smell good, sure Old spice was 'boyish' a little but..flowers? Why did he smell like flowers....he suddenly remembered the day soap went to the hospital..
When he tried to help her he remembered smelling flowers, she always smelt like flowers, he sorta thought that the scent would go away after a while but it stuck onto him..? He looks at his hands slowly starting to shake as tears begin to prick from his eyes. Everything sounded staticky but then suddenly he heard Pepper and felt a hand on his back.
"TROPHHYYYY!" Pepper yelled snapping him back
"Wh- huh? Y-yes..?" He looks up from his hands
"Trophy are you okay??" Mic crouched down a little
He didn't respond, he just nodded and sat down on the couch. He kept quiet for the rest of the day, thinking about Soap, why did the scent have to stick to him! He failed to help her, he DIDNT help her.
The end 😁😁
