༒𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍༒ (A shrimpo x goob fanfic)

FLOOR 3: ɢᴏɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ

Shrimpo's POV~

Goob seemed a bit pale. He seemed to be on the verge of crying and he looked sick. Perhaps i was a bit too overkill trying to get to him? If this were any other Toon, I'd probably be laughing now. But why am i not? Why do i have this bitter taste in my mouth?

"Goob, if you're not feeling well, we'll go back up" said Scraps, worried.

Glisten rammed between us, in his sassy manner as always:

"UGHhhhH! You're gonna turn the elevator back just for him??? Can't he just sit this one out or something..."

Sprout calmly placed his hand on Goob's shoulder:
"It's okay, we're going back up. We'll just tell Dandy that the elevator stopped working or something..."

As the elevator went back up, i came back to my senses.

"What, no sassy comment about turning the elevator around?" Tisha asked me.

"Hah, of course not! I have no time for this! I'd rather do anything else, ALONE!"

As the elevator reached the top floor, we all exited the elevator and sneaked away to our rooms by Dandy's shop.

"Who's gonna tell him?" Asked Shelly, slightly scared.

"Not me!" Said everyone quickly.

The only one who hadn't spoken was Astro, to which everyone was now staring.

"Huh? What?"

"You tell Dandy about the elevator... Lie thingy. Bye!" Said Poppy, patting Astro on the shoulder.

We all ran to our rooms silently as Astro was left alone and helpless. I couldn't help but chuckle.
As i got to my room from a shorter shift, i began reading a comic. It was about a robot who was made as a weapon, but he learned to control his rage and become friendly, despite his programming. I related to that robot a lot, as some of my opinions on life were the same as his. Somehow, the comic describes a lot of feelings I'm feeling daily.
I'd never turn "friendly" though.

When i got bored, i began thinking about... Goob. Was he okay now? I could... Check on him... But what would he think?

I shook it off and got out of my room. I'll just tell him I'm there to make fun of him and laugh at him in that weak state! What a crybaby!

As i walked along the hallway, i heard Astro's panicked excuses and lies as he tried to convince Dandy that the elevator broke. I arrived to Goob's room and knocked the door open.

Goob looked at me, definitely not expecting the person who burst into his room to be me.

"Heya you dumb crybaby! Hope you're doing horrible!"

I saw his expression drop into more sadness, which made my own also sadden, giving away my forced meanness.

"Does me feeling horrible make you feel good?"

I hesitantly answered honestly, giving away a bit of softness.

"...No."

Goob seemed surprised at my answer, a slight smile forming on his face.

"Then... What makes you happy?"

I didn't quite know the answer to that, so i zoned out while trying to think of an answer.

"Hugs make me happy... And I'd really need a hug right about now..." Goob's eyes caught a hopeful glimmer while he spread his arms open.

I caught myself leaning towards him, but then i sat up and pulled away.

"I hate hugs!"

"That's okay..."

"Let ME ask you a question, you toddler! What do you hate? What makes you angry? What makes you want to rip someone to shreds?!"

Goob looked down.

"Seeing my friends get hurt... Or my sister..."

Not getting the answer i wanted, i quickly pouted and turned away.

"Do you really hate me... Shrimpo?"

I turned around angrily.

"No! I mean yes! I don't hate you! I don't know!"

Goob seemed surprised as he reached a hand out. His smile widened.

"You came to make sure I'm okay, didn't you?"

"No! No way! I came to make sure you're never okay!"

"Well... You're making me feel okay.. which would be the opposite of what you're claiming your goal here is."

My face heated up as i got angrier, stomping closer to Goob, who was comfortably laying in his bed.
One of Goob's hands reached me and held my hand.

"It's okay not to hate something..." Said Goob, his silly smile returning.

"It's not okay! I'm Shrimpo and i hate everything!"

When i turned around to leave the room, Goob spoke again:

"One hug? I promise you'll like it!"

"Goob, you've hugged me before, and i HATED IT."

Goob's hands wrap around my waist and pull me across the room, holding me in a tight yet gentle embrace.
I didn't have the stamina or mood to try to escape. I felt Goob's breath on my back while he hugged me as if i was his teddy bear.

"Do you hate this?"

Something about the silence of the room and the still-warm bed calmed my anger.

"No." I spoke confidently, with a sigh.

"Does it... Make you happy?"

I closed my eyes, zoning out a bit. My body relaxed. This wasn't half bad...