Block Tales oneshots

ᴍᴀɴɢᴏꜱ ꜱᴜᴄᴋ!|Toxic Spearman X Toxic Dartman

I'm finally doing a fluff oneshot!!! YEEEHAWWWWWW-

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Toxic Spearman carefully spread a good dose of poison on the tip of his spear, preparing for a fight. He was careful not to pierce his skin as he did this, knowing he would have to deal with the effects of the poison for a bit if he did. He finished spreading the poison, placing down his spear and getting up. He trotted through the exit of his hut, heading to the river to wash the poison off his hands.

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Toxic Dartman was waiting at the river for some poison dart frogs to appear. He had ran out of poison. He had to gather a good amount of those dangerous frogs to have enough for a new batch of darts. Toxic Dartman fiddled with the blowgun he used to shoot the darts, feeling a bit sleepy. He hated this part of using poison as a weapon. Waiting for some stupid frogs to appear. All of that waiting for only like, twenty darts for every five frogs.

"Why can't we just use a poisonous plant or something..."

Toxic Dartman muttered in annoyance, leaning back against the tree he was sitting against and letting out a sigh. He was considering it...but the plants in the rainforest had poison that was too weak. Only the frogs were good enough to actually be dangerous.

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Toxic Spearman carefully navigated through the rainforest, arriving at the river and spotting Toxic Dartman. He quietly stepped over to the other guy, sitting down next to him and startling him.

"Sup dude."

"YOU SCARED ME-"

"Chillax."

Toxic Dartman huffed in annoyance, leaning against Spearman's side and resting his head on the other man's shoulder. Toxic Spearman snorted in amusement, flicking the other guy's arm.

"What are you even doing out here?"

"I need poison. Ran out of darts and I'm now forced to wait for those stupid poisonous frogs."

"Like that?"

Toxic Dartman looked over to where Toxic Spearman was pointing, immediately sitting up and scrambling up onto his feet. FINALLY! A poison dart frog! Toxic Spearman let out a small laugh at Toxic Dartman's reaction, watching the man grab his net and creep over to the frog.

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Toxic Spearman washed his hands in the river, watching Toxic Dartman chase after some poison dart frogs. He had already caught seven of them, the frogs waddling and jumping inside of the jar they were trapped in. Toxic Dartman slipped on the wet mud near the river and fell face flat on the ground, causing Toxic Spearman to burst into laughter.

"HAHAHAHA! THE WAY YOU FELL-"

"SHUT UP!"

Toxic Dartman got up, wiping the wet mud off his face and shot a sharp glare at Toxic Spearman. The man was still laughing so Toxic Dartman threw the mud at him, hitting him right in the face. Toxic Spearman yelped, sputtering and spitting out the mud. He used water from the river to clean himself off, shaking his head and flinging water droplets everywhere.

"HEY! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!"

"You laughed at me. You had to suffer through what I did."

Toxic Dartman grumbled, scooting closer to the river and washing his face. Toxic Spearman rolled his eyes, then splashing water at the dart man. Toxic Dartman splashed him back, starting a full blown war between them which ended with the both of them falling into the river like the dumbasses they are.

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Toxic Spearman and Toxic Dartman were patrolling their part of the rainforest, making sure there were no intruders or outsiders. Toxic Spearman perked up, hearing someone walking towards them. He turned around, seeing [PLAYER] attempting to sneak around them. Toxic Spearman grabbed Toxic Dartman by the arm, dragging him to [PLAYER] without warning.

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Toxic Dartman loaded up his blowgun, shooting a dart at [PLAYER] and hitting them in the arm. [PLAYER] winced, grabbing the dart and picking it off. They now had the poison effect. Luckily, they were prepared. [PLAYER] rummaged through their backpack, taking out a mango and eating it. It cured them of the poison. Toxic Spearman frowned in frustration, seeing that their poison was basically useless now.

"This is going to be a long fight..."

"Tell me something I didn't know."

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Toxic Spearman carefully bandaged the wounds Toxic Dartman had gotten from [PLAYER], the other poison user wincing in pain. The two had lost to [PLAYER].

"Hey! Not so tight! That shit hurts!"

"Sorry dear."

...

Just pure silence settled between the two of them, Toxic Dartman staring at Toxic Spearman with a slightly flustered look. Toxic Spearman continued treating Toxic Dartman's wounds, not realizing his slip up.

"You...just called me 'dear'..."

"I did...?"

Toxic Spearman took a moment to think back and process his previous words, then blushing intensely.

"Wait bro, I didn't mean it like that-"

"Nah. I liked that."

...

"WHAT-!?"

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Toxic Spearman and Toxic Dartman were talking together after treating their wounds, not mentioning the incident from before. They weren't going to talk about that. At least not right now.

"Like bro, if it weren't for those stupid mangos then we could have won!"

"For real, mangos suck!"

Toxic Dartman nodded in agreement to Toxic Spearman's words, subconsciously leaning against his side. The two stayed in comfortable silence before Toxic Dartman spoke in a quiet voice.

"I love you bro."

Toxic Spearman froze at Toxic Dartman's words, staring at him with a shocked expression. He then awkwardly wrapped an arm around him, pulling him close. He took a while to respond, speaking in an embarrassed tone.

"I love you too dude."

Toxic Spearman murmured, wrapping his other arm around Toxic Dartman and hugging him tightly. Toxic Dartman let out a small wheeze of pain, the wounds starting to hurt from how hard Toxic Spearman was hugging him.

"I CAN'T BREATHE-"

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HJDIIFOBOWKAOC&(38'( THESE GAY HOMOSEXUALS I MIGHT SHIP THEM TOO-

Ahem anyways. It physically hurt me to type out "Mangos suck" for the title. I LOVE MANGOS SO MUCH TO THE POINT IT'S KINDA SCARY-

I also accidentally published this too many times

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