My Sweet Cupcake- A Nightvale Fanfiction

Chapter 1

"Lights flicker on and off. A dog barks in the distance. People cling to objects so insignificant that it's funny. Pity and domination are at the top of our lives. Welcome to Baker's Delights. How was that?" Cecil's jade eyes shone and glimmered with excitement.

"Well, it's a little too morbid." Carlos was on the other end of the table with balls and sheets of paper surrounding him. He had a pencil in his mouth and another one in his hand.

"Well, what about this? For sweets...you can- you can...eat...uh, come-come to..." Cecil faded off as he tried to think of a catchy sales gimmick. Carlos was still thinking.

"Wait," Carlos said, "listen. Tasty desserts and friendly service. Come to Baker's Delights." Cecil gasped, jumped up from the wood table, and slammed his hand down on the table, scaring Carlos, who dropped the glasses he was polishing. Cecil leaned across the table to take the pencil from Carlos's mouth and quickly scribbled a picture of a cupcake with an eye.

"Perfect! It's so perfect! Yes-it's-it's-so-yes-ACK!" Cecil started to choke and gag, because he was kissing the picture of the cupcake with the eye, and it got in his mouth. Carlos got up and took the paper from him.

"Someone got a little too excited." Carlos said. Cecil laughed and took Carlos's chin in his hands, pulling him close and kissing him. The two would have been kissing for a lot longer, if their cat hadn't crawled around their feet and wound herself around their ankles.

"Aah! Where's the Claritin? WHERE'S THE CLARITIN?!" Carlos shouted and ran to the kitchen.

"Khoshekh! Who's my good kitty? You are!" Cecil scooped up the dark purple cat and scratched her behind the ears. Khoshekh emitted a sound mixed between a purr and a growl or hiss. Carlos walked back in, smelling faintly of grape.

"Carlos, we should get to bed. We have work tomorrow." Cecil gently placed Khoshekh on the ground and walked with Carlos down the hall in front of them to their room. Cecil changed into blue pajamas and Carlos changed into light green pajamas. They both crawled into the bed and lay silently, waiting to fall asleep.

"Cecil, your feet are cold!" Carlos laughed and scooted away from Cecil.

"Well, that's what you're here for!" Cecil placed his feet on Carlos's warm ankles. Carlos shivered and laughed.

"Goodnight, Cecil."

"Goodnight, Carlos." Carlos leaned over to kiss Cecil one last time before they fell asleep beside each other.