Banana man was still waiting at the table. The rest of the food was getting cold! Banana man got more worried. He thought Baguette man might've gotten sick again and puked.. Or maybe even worse. Baguette man was distressed as he read the text he sent over and over again. Will he really be meeting his secret admirer? He then heard a knock on the bathroom door which startled him, then Banana man's voice echoed through the door. "Are you ok in there?"
"..Yes honey, I'm fine." Replied back the Baguette man, who was still in distress. He was anxious whether the Banana man would catch him. Finally he decides to go back to the bedroom to slumber. "Baguette man! You're back!! What happened, dear? Did you eat too many baguettes again like last time?" The Banana man exclaimed, making a slight joke about what happened that one time. "No, no..." Baguette man chuckles, "I've just been stressed... For no particular reason, might I add-" Baguette man gets flustered as Banana man stops him. "My dearest, get some rest, please..." Baguette man's shoulders slump down as he walks to the bedroom, like he got punished. He lays in bed and soon after, Banana man lays down with him to read "Joanna Banana." The night cycle repeats, only Baguette man can't seem to go to sleep. His bloodshot eyes and his eyebags sagging from not being able to sleep didn't help his situation either. So he decides to get up and set off to the bathroom once again...
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The apple man starts to get anxious and decides to stalk them once again but this time a little longer. Apple man peers into the bedroom window as Baguette man is coincidentally tip-toeing to the bathroom. "Typical typical..." He mutters in a remark to it.
"What?" Apple man jumps at the noise.
"SHUT- wait.. Why are you awake right now??? It's 2AM...!" He quietly berades to the voice on the walkie talkie.
"I could ask you the same question. Now- why the hell are you at their house when I didn't order you to do so?"
"...Because I wanted to do it out of curiosity. Just- let me do my job, asshole...."
"Pardon?"
"Nothing..." Apple man scoffs once more as he uses his apples to see in more clearly. Banana man was fast asleep. "Perfect... ugh.. I forgot.. He's using the bathroom right now..." Or so Apple man thought.
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Baguette man had a gut wrenching feeling. And no- it wasn't stomach problems. He surely knew of that, but he still ventured off to the bathroom to cool off. What if the secret admirer wasn't alone..? What if... But then he stopped. There was no way that person who somehow knew Baguette man would do anything. As the Baguette man was pondering, Apple man was also deciding to break into the house. Back to the Apple man, he was at the front door. "Heh... No cameras." He turned the door knob and found it to be unlocked. "Ok, no cameras I expected but this- I mean..." Apple man chuckled in delight at their obliviousness.
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The Banana man and Baguette man /// [An enemies to lovers story]
Humor☆.。.:* .。.:*☆ The Banana man... he was a middle aged man with dark brown hair, who always wore a white shirt, and most importantly, always had a banana in his hand which he ate sinisterly.. Everyone always ran away from the Banana man's menacing pre...