Smith sighed and pushed himself up out of his chair. He saw Trott desperately trying to push a crate across the nuke silo floor. Tapping him on the shoulder, Smith moved Trott out of the way. He picked up the explosives and slowly waddled towards the launcher.
"Cheers Mate. You know I just don't have the strength for this kind of thing." He smiled and looked around to see him lift another box. "When you're done, do you think you can help me with some other stuff, you know I'd ask Ross but...." Smith nodded.
"So...." Trott fiddled with the monitors. "What was that commotion this morning all about? I mean, if it's between you and Ross and you don't want to talk then-"
With a heavy Thud,Smith dropped the box he was carrying. He crumpled, falling to the floor and Trott could hear gentle, muffled sobbing.
He sat his friend up as tears weakened his slimy complexion. Looking into his eyes, they told him more than any words ever could. He clutched Smith's hand and their fingers intertwined as Trott puzzled into his shoulder
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YASS THERE SHALL BE TROFFY!!! Just a couple of warnings/stuff you should no:
1. There will be no smut. Awkward asexual here. Just hugs and adorable stuff.
2. There probably will be violence/light swearing if anyone is triggered. If you are, please contact me so I can elaborate.
Keep Watching, I will probably update every few days!
Thanks!!!!
