split x bive fanfiction or something idk (spive)

Chapter Seven: No Jokes, No Theories, Just Reality.

After the events of yesterday unfolded Bive would find herself sprawled out on her bed staring at her ceiling and thinking about Split and her feelings towards her. She didn't know why she felt this way when she thought of her but one thing was certain.

She had to get these feelings out one way or another

Bive would immediately sit up and open her phone and begin to text DrRetro.

Bive: DOC I NEED YOUR HELP

DrRetro: what's going on?

Bive: THESE FEELINGS ARE STARTING TO GET WORSE I CANT GET HER OUT OF MY HEAD

DrRetro: I see...

Bive: WHAT DO I DO

DrRetro: maybe you should just let the cat out of the bag already

DrRetro: get it?

Bive: your puns are NOT HELPING

DrRetro: alright fine Im on my way...

Bive would let out a sigh of relief as she got up and made herself a fresh cup of coffee before downing the whole thing in one swig.

Bive would check her cabinets for more but shed quickly find all of them empty.

"Ugh just GREAT!"

Bive would turn around and see fleshcousin (her roommate) eating an entire bag of coffee grounds as well as the bag

"NO THATS MINE!!!"

Fleshy would eat the entire thing bag and all and stare at her.

"Think was I that chocolate expired of bag"

"CAN YOU SPEAK NORMALLY FOR ONCE?!"

As Fleshy was about to respond someone would begin to knock on the door promoting Bive to immediately rush over to the door and open it. Outside the door was DrRetro standing outside with her medical bag.

"Oh thank goodness your here! Come in!"

DrRetro would step in and sit on a nearby couch.

"Meeow mrow meow?" (Now what seems to be the issue?'

"My feelings for that woman are growing and I want it to STOP"

"mrooow meeow meoww" (don't worry I already have a plan)

"What's your plan?"

"Meeow meow meeoow" (your gonna go on a date with her)

"W-HUH?!"

"Mrow meowww meow" (You heard me your gonna go on a date with her)

"But isn't that moving too fast?! And besides I've never been on a date!"

"Meow meeow meoow" (Don't worry I'm gonna help you every step of the way okay?)

"Fine... What's the first thing I have to do"

"Mrrow, meow mmeow" (well first, were gonna have to get you clean and out of this old coat)

"Y-you aren't suggesting what I think your suggesting right..?"

"Meow, meow mrow" (yes Bive, your gonna have to take a bath)

"N-NO! I DON'T NEED IT!"

"Mrooow mmeeow! meow meooww?" (Bive it's one bath! Do you want this date to go successful or not?)

"Ughh FINE ILL DO IT!"

"mrow meow" (thank you)

Bive would continue to grumble and complain as she made her way into the bathroom and sat in the tub with her arms crossed.