Need a hug? (Hatefulhugs fanfic)

19: Sick of my sibling!

Goob's POV:

"Pretty please can I get some ice cream??" I beg Scraps. 

"No, we're getting something healthy to eat." She snaps back.

"Awwwwwww... I bet Shrimpo would let me eat as much ice cream as I wanted!" He would though! Not just because we like each other, because he's a nice guy!

"I don't know what it is with you and Shrimpo but-" She takes a breath to calm herself. "Listen, either you have to get your own lunch yourself, or I can make my delicious cheese and ham sandwich." 

"Your 'delicious' cheese and ham sandwich..." I groan. 

"Goob, can you please quit this attitude?" 

"I don't wanna..."

"Oh my gosh- tell you what, if you eat this sandwich that I'm gonna make you, then you can go play with Shrimpo in the afternoon." I perked up. 

"Okay! Yeah! Totally!" I chirp. Playing with Shrimpo has become my favorite hobby. Well... playing with Scraps is also fun, but the change in Shrimpo's personality is more exciting!

Scraps' POV:

"So... when are we gonna eat?" Goob asks excitedly.

"About 30 minutes from now." I reply. Goob groans again.

"Goob, wanna have a chat?" I prompt him.

"Sure?" We walk over to our room.

"Okay: Lemme ask a simple question, and answer honestly!" I instruct him.

"Uhh... are you gonna get mad if I say the wrong thing?" He asks.

"I promise I won't."

"Okay...!" He seems a bit hesitant.

"I'm just gonna get straight to the point: Do you like Shrimpo?"

"W-what? I mean yeah!" He looks around. "As a friend...?"

"No, I mean as in..." I start. "Like like? Love, as you might call it?" I wait for his response. I notice he's fidgeting, so I decide to calm him down. "I won't get mad, and please be honest. If you lie to me now and I find out later, then I'll be hurt."

"Okay! I like him. As in... love.... I guess." I notice he's blushing now, so he's either telling the truth, or he's faking it pretty well. I choose to think he's telling the truth. "A-Are you angry now?"

"No! Not at all! Okay, question number two: Does Shrimpo like you?" I ask him again.

"Yes, he does." Goob answers truthfully.

"Question number three: Have you two confe-" I hear knocking on the door.

"It's me, Scraps!!" Poppy calls behind the door. "Or is Goob in there?"

"Maybe not right now?" I call back. Goob nudges me.

"It's okay to let her in." He tells me. I nod.

"Nevermind, come in!" Poppy enters. 

"Soo... how's your boyfriend doing?" She asks Goob.

"My- WHAT??" 

"Oh y'know... Shrimpo-"

"Were you eavesdropping on us?" I snap at her. She shrugs.

"Maaybe? I didn't do it on purpose! I was just about to ask you for some crayons and suddenly I heard: 'Question number two: Does Shrimpo like you?' So, I just stayed and listened. And I might've livestreamed it...?" Goob looks at me. 

"You caused Poppy to listen! I- Now my secret's exposed!" He jumps up. "Maybe if you hadn't asked all these questions, the whole Gardenview wouldn't know!!"

"Goob! I didn't know Poppy was behind the door! None of us knew! I'm sorry-"

"Just because you didn't know doesn't excuse you!! I BET YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS TO ME."

"Goob, I-"

"DON'T CARE. YOU DON'T EVEN CARE ABOUT ME, YOU ONLY CARE ABOUT YOURSELF!!!" He bolts from the room. I look at Poppy angrily.

"LOOK WHAT YOU MADE HIM DO. THIS IS YOUR FAULT." I shout at her. She recoils.

"This wasn't my fault!!! I didn't know you were talking about-"

"Yes you did, and you chose to LIVESTREAM IT FOR GOD'S SAKE." I shout at her again. She gets up, the same way Goob got up too.

"Sorry. I guess sorry for everything. I'm sorry for being an AWFUL FRIEND." She shrieks at me, then bolts from the room too. I sit down and begin to cry. I shouldn't have done that. I'm such a bad friend and sister. Now Poppy feels bad, Goob feels exposed, and I've hurt both of them. I should've just taken the blame. I'm sorry Poppy. Sorry Goob.

Shrimpo's POV:

"What do you want." I snap, but then I realize it's Goob, in tears. "Uh... what's wrong?"

"Scraps- she-she exposed us!"

"Uhm... how about I get you a cup of water to calm you down?"

"A CUP OF WATER WON'T DO ANYTHING IN A CRISIS LIKE THIS!!!" Goob shrieks. I stare at him.

"I still think you might want to calm down first..."

"Fine. Go get me a cup of water or whatever." He pouts and sits on my bed. I sit next to him and hug him. 

"Is everything alright?" Dumb question. OF COURSE everything's not alright.

"Y-yeah... I mean no." Goob sniffles and cries into his lap. 

"Don't cry! Uh... I don't know how to do this type of thing... uh..." I laugh a little, and Goob laughs too. 

"You're supposed to ask, 'Anything you'd like me to do?'" Goob chuckles, laughing through his tears.

"Oh alright, 'Anything you'd like me to do?'" I try to imitate Goob's voice. Goob punches me in the ribs.

"That's not how I sound!" He laughs.

"Yes it is!" I protest. He hugs me back.