Fuck you (not) (an applemedia fanfic)

🍎duck boy🍎

I close the door, locking it. "You get it?"
"Yup," Vox sets the small box on my desk, taking a seat in my chair.
"That's my chair."
"Mmm. You snooze you lose, your majesty."
I sigh.
"So the guest are handled, the decorations are sorted and rosie is handling cannibal snacks?"
"Yep," I answer. "I've got regular snacks, and husk obviously has drinks."
"Good, good, who's on music?"
"I've got the same taste in music, so I'll handle that."
"Good. So that's everything then?"
"I believe so..."
I look down at the ground.
"The cake!" I blurt out.
"He doesn't like sweets, what's the point in a cake?"
"I can ask his mom!" I grab my phone, opening the contacts and dialing Mrs. Hartfelts number.

"Hello?"
"Hey! I have a question regarding Als party."
"Oh? Go for it."
"Well it's been established he doesn't like sweets..but obviously cake is sweet?"
"Ah, lemon cake, but instead of the glaze just slice it and spread whipped cream cheese on top!"
"Sour and bitter. Why am I not surprised."
She chuckles a bit. "It's on brand, yeah? I can send you the recipe if you'd like?"
"That'd be great, thanks."
"Bye bye dear!"
"Bye!" I set the phone down. "Lemon cake and whipped cream cheese.."
"Oh- that sounds interesting."
I nod. "Whatever makes him happy though, right?"
Vox nods, looking down at my empty desk.
"Damn he really did work on all the bullshit you had in here."
"Hey-! And actually he organized the entire room while I was sleeping."
He chuckles.
"We should get out there before he comes snooping around." I say, Vox standing from his chair as we walk out to the lobby where Al and rosalina are playing.
"Hi hi!" Rosalina says.
"Hey, whatcha playin?"
"Duck goose!"
"What's that-?" Vox asks.
"Duck!" Rosalina says, running away.
Als tentacle trailing behind her pulling her in the air. "Goose."
She giggles. "Again! Again!"
"Not right now, little rose."
"Awhhh. Woah duck!"
She runs off after a created shadow duck.
"What is that??" I question, Vox grabbing me from going to it.
"It's a duck I've made like all the shadow people that I can make that are my slaves."
"Great way to put it," vox says.
"Why thank you!" Al responds.
They both chuckle a bit.

"I want coffee."
"What time is it?" Al asks.
"10:01..bye!"
"You're just running off for coffee.." Vox questions.
"Yes!"
I head to the kitchen and start up the coffee machine.
Humming as the coffee brews.
The door creaks and I look back to see adam walking.
"Wassup luci!"
"Hi adam."
"Ick coffee- you should try gfuel."
"Im not drinking battery acid, thanks though."
I pour my coffee and stir in sugar and creamer.
"Missing out. They rock."
"Mm."
He looks at me.
"You're being strange."
"Strange-"
"Yeah. You're fucking egos bigger than this di-"
"Adam-! Get to the point."
"Point being you're never sad. Not infront of people at least. You're all like wowee I'm neva saad I'm better!"
"Adam."
He stops talking.
"First of all. I don't say wowee. Second. There's nothing wrong with me, you try talking to someone you mutually hated and disrespected for decades like you guys never hated each other."
"I wouldn't know. But you're the one in bed with one of them." He shrugs.
I feel my face heat up. "I am not- you- stop talking-!"
He grins.
This mother fucker.
"Is the sex good?"
"Adam-! We don't-! Get out-!"
"You don't what? Fuck? That's boring. No wonder you're in a bad mood."

"Adam." Vox walks into the kitchen. "If you wouldn't mind, shutting the fuck up, that'd be great."
He sits down as Vox makes his was toward me, pulling me into his arms.
"Hello- you're being touchy-"
He smiles, gently pulling my chin up and kissing me.
I just know I have the goofiest smile on my face right now..
He looks down at me.
"I have a question.." I mumble.
"Hm?"
"If you can change your head..why dont you make one like your robots instead of..a flatscreen.."
"Do you not like the flat screen?"
"No- It's not that- I'm just curious-!"
"Relax, I'm messing with you. I could if I wanted to. I guess it's just never crossed my mind."
"Ah.."
He kisses me forehead. "I love you,"
"I love you too.."
I give him a light smile and he leans back down giving me another kiss.
"Gross."
We freeze, and I look over at adam who's been so quiet I forgot he was there. Shocker.
"What?"
"Love is gross."
"Aren't you dating that one badass chick, what was her name?" Vox asks
"Lute,"
"What-? I'm not dating her-!"
"Really? it seems like it."
He rolls his eyes. "Absolutely not."
"Okay, whatever you say pal." Vox takes my hand and my coffee and we start walking out.
"Yeah! I do say! I don't need love! Nu uh!"
We walk out.

"Denial?" He asks.
"Denial. Where are we going?"
"Anywhere else."
"Oh. Can I have my coffee?"
"Patience."
"But it's time..!"
"No, it's 10. You don't have to get it right when it hits 10." He explains. "Come on."

We walk into a room with couches and chairs that charlie has incase we need them.
I take a seat on one of the couches, sitting back against the arm rest.
Vox joining me as he hands me my coffee.
"Thank you." I take a sip. "Al I know you're there."
"Damn it." He walks out and sits with us.
Vox chuckling.
"How do you always know."
"I just do, dork."
"Me? No no no. You're the dork."
"Nu uh."
"Yeah."
"You're both dorks." Vox adds.
"Says you." Al mutters.
"Hey-!"
I laugh.