New Emotions-A Huskerdust story (Fan-Fiction)

*Faceplants*

(BTW this is set halfway through the last chapter)

~Husk POV~

I was washing cups when I heard Angle's voice call me from the top of the stairs.

"Husky~" He calls while walking down the stairs. He gets to the bottom of the stairs and rests his hand on his hip, "How do I look?"

"Gorgeous" I mutter accidentally. I immediately feel my face gets warm as my eyes widen, realizing what I just said, "I MEAN-"

"What was that?" He asks with a slight blush growing on his face.

"FINE...you look fine" I didn't mean that, he looked much better than just 'fine'.

"...I'll take it," He said before walking back upstairs and into his room.

The moment I see him close the door to his room I faceplant into the bar.

From the corner of my eye, I see Charlie standing by the bar.

"Fuck, you saw everything didn't you?" She nodded excitedly, looking like she was trying not to combust. Vaggie was watching from the couch to make sure Charlie didn't do anything stupid or accidentally cross boundaries or some shit.

Suddenly, we hear muffled screaming coming from Angel's room, but it wasn't a painful scream, it was more of a gay pani...oh...

"I'll go up and check on him!" Charlie stated with a huge smile across her face, basically sprinting up the stairs. Vaggie got up from the couch and walked over to the bar, standing a few feet away.

"So...you and Angel, huh?" She asked me.

"NO!" I immediately shouted. She raised an eyebrow at me, knowing there was more to it than that, "well...I guess...maybe...I DON'T FUCKING KNOW ANYMORE!!"

"Do you need to talk to me about it?" She asked me. I hesitate but nod slowly. I don't know why, but I always feel more confident talking with Vaggie than everyone else. She just gets me, she knows when I'm lying, she knows what I'm feeling, it's like she can read my mind or something.

"So, does Angel have a crush on you?" She inquired.

"How the fuck did you know?" I questioned.

"Had a hunch, so he likes you?" She confirmed.

"Yes," I replied.

"Do you like him back?" She asked.

"I...um...I...don't know"

"That's not an answer"

"...maybe..."

"Do you or do you not?"

"...I think I might..." I mumbled.

"Yes or no!!" She demanded with a firm yet comforting voice.

"...yes...I do..." I softly admitted.

"There's your answer," She said, looking fulfilled

"...Wait how'd you do that?" I questioned, she shrugged.

"I don't know, it's a skill I've had since I was a kid, comes in handy when my friends can't comprehend their feelings" She replied, then she left to go chill with Charlie in her room, leaving me with my thoughts and booze.

Soon, Alastor appeared next to the bar.

"HOLY SHIT!! YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!!" I yelled.

"Language, Husker," The radio demon said with a static voice.

"What do you want?" I asked him.

"I can't seem to find nifty, and now I'm worried that she killed someone important," He said with most of the static radio filter gone.

"She's under the couch making more roach crowns for you and me," I tell him.

"Oh, well, make sure she doesn't kill any important people" He commands with the radio filter back then disappears. I glanced over at the couch nifty is on and she does seem to still be under it, so I grabbed a bottle.

An hour later, I was just drinking my booze when it suddenly hit me, Angel told Cherri all about it.

Hello my depresso espresso's, how's your day going? Obviously used one of those "said is dead" pins on Pinterest for this chapter. I'm sorry this chapter was a little short but I wanted to finish it and I had no ideas. I bet 60% of you are here for of me and Bri because she constantly flirts with me in the comments. Anyways, see you in the next chapter my anxious bacons❤️❤️

(633 words)

-Luna