Bee and Puppycat {One-shots} ON HOLD

[Bee x Deckard] Study Date

A/N: Here's an update.

I'm so sorry for not updating ;-;
No ideas were coming to me AT ALL ( "> <)
But, here you have it!

*This is set at a High School and of course, Bee and Deckard are high school students and such.

I'm sorry for their OOC-ness! \( > ~ < )/

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Third Person POV

Bee never understood why school was invented in the first place.

Sighing, she bowed her head as Mr. PCat, her weird history teacher, lectured her for her grades and how 'doomed she would be if she wouldn't put an effort in studying'.

(A/N: Mr. PCat is Puppycat. Hehe, I don't wanna type his whole name :P
Oh, he's human here too...)

"... And so, Miss Bee, I'm going to assign you a student tutor. You know, maybe just for today.
"Wait, what?"

Her eyes widened as he sighed.

"I think you already heard and know what I meant by that.
"W-Wait, sir!"
She slammed her hands on his desk, making him look up at her.
"I could handle these things my self! I promise I'd study harder!-
"Uhm, did I come at a wrong time, or..?"

Bee and Mr. PCat turned to the doorway and saw Deckard nervously clutching the strap of his backpack. Mr. PCat looked at Bee, smiling rather sadistically.

"I think you'd study better with this young lad here.
"But-
"No 'but's, out.
"Wait-
"I said out you two."

Sighing, Bee grumbled as she stomped over to her seat and clumsily took her backpack. She left the classroom after giving Deckard a glare.

On her way down the hallway, she heard hurried footsteps marching up to hers. She groaned and turned to look at a panting Deckard.

"What do you want?
"Just- Let's just stop for a minute, okay?
"Fine."

After a few minutes of awkwardness, he finally regained his composure and held out a hand for her to shake.

"I'm Deckard. You are?
"None of your business."
He sighed and lowered his hand, smirking.
"Well hello to you too, Miss 'None of your business'.
"Look, why are you following me?
"We're supposed to be studying - as it is my task - for the history exam tomorrow.
"Wait there's a test?"

Silently laughing at Bee's shocked face, Deckard was about to take her hand in his when she turned around, arms crossed. She walked away and Deckard automatically followed.

Awkward silence washed over them, their footsteps in sync. Just as Deckard was about to break the piercing silence, Bee spoke first.

"... Bee," she turned to him and he turned to look at her as well.
"What?
"My name. It's Bee."
He smiled, looking forward.
"Good to think you're finally warming up to me."

~(^^" ~) timeskip (~ "^^)~

After a few minutes of walking, they found themselves sitting in their town's local library with their notes neatly spread out on their table.

"So," he looked up at her, smiling.
"You ready to study?
"No."
Crossing her arms, she looked down at both of their notes. She silently envied Deckard for his neat handwriting and how he put an effort into chatting down notes. As for hers, let's just say it's full of doodles and only half of them were actual notes.

"Look, Bee, do you want to pass tomorrow's test or not?
"Well, I do, but-
"Then you need to be ready for it!"

She silently looked up to see his determined face. Her brown hues met with dual-colored ones. She hates to admit it, but she's getting lost in them.

Ridding her head of these thoughts, she decided to be productive. She put up a determined front.

"Where do we start?"
He smiled.

Timeskip >>>> I'm sorry for many timeskip's ;-; You could say I'm just too lazy/ran out of ideas...

"Oh I get it now..!
"Yup, so you think you'd pass tomorrow?
"I'm sure of it, Deckard.
"Well that's great, then."

The following day, Bee came running up to Deckard with a smile on her face. He, curious as to what she's so happy about, asked her about it.

"Hey Bee, what's up with all the giddiness?
"Just wanted to tell you... That I got 100% on my test!
"Really? Good for you then," he smiled down at her and she smiled more (if that's even possible).

"So... Are we gonna study again later?"

Deckard awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck and clicked his tongue.

"Uhm, I promised Mr. PCat that I'd be helping you on your test only. If you got 100%, then you'd be studying on your own now and I'll be relieved of this task-
"I'm not talking about your lil' 'task' with Mr. PCat! I was only wondering if..."

She looked down, blushing. Deckard was about to ask what's wrong when she beat him to it.

"If... You wanna have a study date later..?"
Deckard couldn't be even more happier as he blushed, smiling. He ruffled her brunette locks and chuckled.

"Of course I'd love to, Bee. My place or yours?"
She grinned, glomping him.
"Anywhere's good!
"Your place it is, then.
"Eh?!
"What? You told me anywhere, so I chose your place.
"... Fine. Just don't come complaining to me about stepping on scattered boxes of chinese noodles."

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A/N: GAH! (/ ~ \) I'M SO SORRY IT'S SO SHORT! HOPE Y'ALL LIKE IT THOUGH!