Warning for alcohol and whatever
Started Oct 3
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<Balloons pov>
Oj's throwing a party, for some reason..
I'm just planning on staying in my room.
Maybe write more poems, draw, read, catch up on sleep...
"BALLOON!" Nickel barged in, yelling.
I jumped up from my bed and shut my poems notebook.
"NICKEL- Nickel, oh, god..you scared me half to death!" I exclaimed.
"Balloon, you are coming to this party!" He demanded. He tried to look intimidating, but he was failing. He was honestly rather cute...he was just an angry little nickel!
"Uh..a kind offer, but I'm good, thanks." I said.
He growled under his breath and walked up to me. He nudged me with his head and tried to push me off the bed.
"Balloon, come to the party! >:[" He demanded once more.
After we became friends, he's been pushing me to get out and go to certain events or whatever with him.
I giggled and picked him up, sitting him away from me.
"Nickel, quit it.." I said, semi-serious.
He groaned angrily, falling on his back and pouting.
"I- nickel.." I chuckled. "Get up." I said.
"Not until you come to the party." He said, standing his ground.
I put a hand on my face and rubbed my eyes.
"...fine." I said after a little while.
"Finally." He struggled to get up and balance. I picked him up and sat him on his feet. He strutted to the door and waited for me to get up.
I got up and stretched, yawning a tiny bit. I walked to the door, following behind nickel. I shut and locked the door, quickly making my way behind the small, angry coin.
"The parties just getting started up. The snack and drink tables are gonna be full!" He said, excited.
"I didn't think you'd like parties." I questioned. He looked back at me. "I do!" He insisted. "Since when?" I asked.
He scoffed, shaking his head and continuing down the stairs. We got down rather fast, seeing the decorations up and all. Nickel was practically bouncing, excited. It's probably the most excited I've ever seen him. The music was somewhat loud, and the lights just turned off. Nickel quickly ran off to a random table, causing me to have to chase after him. He eventually stopped at a random table, looking up at something that interested him. I followed his gaze, seeing...oh god, nickel.
"Hey, can you give me that?" He asked, angling to the bottle of alcohol that he couldn't reach. "...N-Nickel, you don't need that." I said.
He turned back at me, irritated. "Just give me the bottle!" He demanded.
I rubbed my face, picking up the bottle and sitting it on the ground for him. He quickly jumped to it, using his mouth to pop it open. He began to drink from the bottle, as fast as possible. I was somewhat concerned. I rubbed my hands together, watching the nickel get slowly more intoxicated.
He gasped for air and dropped the empty bottle. "Holy, shit!" He yelled.
I rubbed his back, trying to pick him up. He backed away from me. "No, your not bringing me back to the room yet!" He exclaimed. "I'm not bringing you back, I'm taking you away from this table." I said, reaching for him. He glared at me, trying to warn me not to. I sighed, dropping my arms. "Just..don't drink to much.." I said.
"I can't even reach the bottles by myself!" He yelled.
I rubbed my face. "..wait, stay right there.." he said. He quickly hopped on my head and jumped on the table as if I were stairs. "ACK- Nickel!?" I yelled.
He laughed and got to another bottle, biting it open and chugging it.
"..Nickel, you're still just..a small coin, you don't need that much." I said, thinking about how to word it properly.
He groaned tiredly, finishing the bottle.
"But I want to drink.." he said, already very drunk. I sighed, grabbing him by the head. "Ack- Balloon, drop me!!" He yelled, squirming around and trying to get loose. I held him in my arms and began walking to the stairs, already trying to bring him back upstairs.
He ended up flailing around enough for me to end up dropping him. "A- I- NICKEL!?!?" I chased after. He ran, laughing like a maniac.
"NICKEL, STOP RUNNING!" I demanded. He was rather small and could get under objects easier. I kept bumping into others, trying to get to Nickel.
He ended up falling, running into lightbulb. "..Nickel?" She asked, confused. I panted, quickly picking up the intoxicated coin. He groaned, squinting his eyes after running into the lightbulb. "..s-sorry, about him...he's drunk!" I apoligized.
"Oh, don't worry. I'm drunk too." She said.
"...you are?" I asked.
"Yea. I thought it was fruit punch...appearently not." She said, holding the half-empty bottle.
I stood there, concerned. "You should really get painty here." I said.
"They are here! Their looking for me right now. Speaking of, I gotta go before they find me..bye!" She quickly ran off.
I stood there, shocked by that interaction.
"Can you let me go now.." Nickel asked.
"I- ..no, I'm bringing you back to the room." I said.
"NO!" He quickly squirmed out of my arms, running once more.
I sighed, letting him run. It's not like he can get any bottles himself... he can't get more drunk that this.
Appearently this is all the drunk he needed to be to cause a ruckus.
"Balloon!" I heard Oj shout for me half-way through the party.
I quickly ran to the voice, finding Oj blocking a very tired and probably drunk as hell nickel in the corner of the room.
"He keeps chasing yinyang around. They already went crying to their room. Can you watch over him?" Oj asked.
I stood there, rather suprised.
"...uh...yeah, I will." I said, walking up to Nickel.
He gasped, quickly running again. Oj stood there in suprise when I went chasing after. It didn't take long for me to catch him this time, especially since he was really tired. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him up to me. We ended up getting pretty close. Nickels face was flushed. I shook my head and picked him up, carrying him to the elevator. I sat him down in it once the doors shut. I Leaned against the wall, sighing.
"Awwww, you likeee meeee :>" Nickel exclaimed.
"No..I had to catch you somehow..." I said tiredly.
"Donttt wooorryyy..I like you toooo.." he leaned on my leg, exhaling heavily.
I stood there, somewhat shocked.
...I've had a crush on Nickel ever since we became friends. I don't know why..
It could be something about the fact that he was a cute little angry nickel, or because he would probably be a very caring partner... even if his affection would be shown a lot differently.
...Does he...actually like me? ...He's drunk.. but still?
...I'll ask later.
The doors eventually opened. I picked Nickel up again, carrying him to our room. I opened the door, shut and locked it, and sat nickel down on the floor.
"Don't throw up," I said the drunk coin.
I sat on my bed and opened my poems.
He groaned, walking up to my bed and hopping on it. I didn't question it.
"..can we go to sleep?" He asked.
"Go to your bed." I said.
"But I want to sleep next to you :(" He said, crawling up to my pillows. "I- ...why?" I questioned.
"Pleazeeee.." he groaned.
I sighed, sitting my book down. I crawled under the blankets next to him. He giggled and snuggled up to me. I wrapped my arms around him, cuddling.
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Time skip bc they went to eep
🎷🐛
The sun rose, hitting my face with light.
I heard Nickel tiredly groaning and trying to roll over, but my arms kept him from doing so. He froze.
I opened my eyes, finding him with eyes wide open and staring at me in shock. His face was flushed and he was almost radiating heat.
"I-..Balloon.." he sat there, not knowing what to say.
I smiled a tiny bit and let him go.
"Uh..so, I have to ask you about something?" I said.
He quickly sat up, avoiding eye contact.
"...what." he said after a long silence.
"...yesterday, when you were drunk..you, uh..you said you liked me?" I asked.
He stopped breathing for a second.
I couldn't help but laugh a tiny bit.
"I-...uh.." he tried to figure out what to say.
"Calm down.." I put an arm around him. He sighed, resting his weight on me.
"You better not tell anyone about this.." he Warned.
I chuckled. "I won't."
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I fucking love nickloon
Stopped Oct 3
1487 words
