The Story of Sqampy

The life of sqampy: chapter 7

Joe's POV:

I come into the double doors I seen sqaishey disappear in. I could hear sobs that were just unbearable.

I peered my head around the corner to see sqaishey, sitting in one of the pews, with her head down sobbing.

"Sqaishey?" I asked her, worried. She whirled around in surprise, her eyes wide as she spotted me.

"Stampy!" She said, fluttered.

"Why were you crying? I mean you just all the sudden left-"

She broke me off with an annoyed tone.

"Maybe I just realized that this was all my fault? If I hadn't been so stupid and self absorbent." She broke off in a rapid sob that turned her face red.

"Sqaishey." I said to her quietly. She looked up, a world of pain in her eyes.

"What?" She stuttered.

"How is it your fault?" I simply questioned her.

"If I hadn't let Greg bully me like that, if I hadn't been so weak, if I hadn't-"

I shook my head, breaking her off.

"No. Sqaishey, this was not your doing. She could have stood by and watched you die, but she didn't. Her unfortunate death was to save you and I, even though she didn't even know you."

She frowned in frustration, and I knew immediately that I said the wrong thing.

"Well, maybe if I hadn't been so wrapped up in myself, then I would have noticed the danger!"
She accused herself, but her accusations were in vain.

I stayed silent as she continued.

"I don't blame you if you are cross with me. I don't. But I didn't expect you to follow me in here, I thought you were upset with me. I basically was the cause of your sisters death!" She screamed.

"Sqaishey, you know I would never blame you for something like this. Anyone would be helpless in the situation, even Rachel herself. So I don't blame you. I don't blame anyone."

I pulled her into a hug.

"Thank you stampy." Her whole body wracked with grief. I stroked her back soothingly.

"It's ok."

She shook her head.

"I made you miss the whole damn funeral! See, I have bad luck written all over me. You didn't have to follow me, stampy." She frowned at me.

"But I wanted to. I needed to make sure my ducky was ok." She suppressed a weak smile. We both said nothing as we emerged from the church, holding hands, back to the funeral.

Beth's POV:

"Are you ok, sqaishey?" Amy asked me as we approached the funeral taking place.

I simply nodded and watched stampys sister get buried. I buried my face in stampys shoulder, not wanting to see what I have done.

Him still gripping my hand, he entwined his fingers through mine. I felt his wedding ring scratch roughly against my skin. I looked down at it.

The symbol of our marriage.

The symbol of our love.

Stampy understood everything. I couldn't have asked for a better husband.

Joe's POV:

After we all came in the doorway, I plopped down miserably on the couch, sqaishey ran to the bathroom, and squid and Amy walked slowly to the kitchen.

My guess is that they were going to fix dinner. Well, I wasn't going to be completely useless today. I raised up from the couch and walked in the kitchen.

"Hey stamps!" Amy looked surprised to see me.

"Hello!" I said cheerfully. I continued to look for things to cook in the kitchen. They continued to look at me curiously until I finally turned to face them.

"I am not going to be completely useless!" I stated, being stubborn.

"There's the stampy cat we know!" Squid exclaimed and gave me a manly pat on the back. Rather hard I must say.

"Ha sorry mate!" He said as he noticed me wince. I shrugged it off and grabbed some pizza mix out of the cabinet.

I rolled out the dough and then Amy applied the sauce. Squid then came in with the cheese, getting it everywhere as I expected.

"Hey, you can't have a fun kitchen without some mess!" He protested. We all laughed.

"Can I help?" A small voice asked us. I turned to see sqaishey, looking at us curiously.

"Well, of course!" Amy said and she led sqaishey to the pepperoni. Sqaishey then spread almost all of them on the pizza. This was going to be good.

~time skip~

Beth's POV:

"So." I said whilst we were eating pizza, "Do you guys want to play truth or dare?" Squids attention perked with interest.

"Now, sqaishey, if we do play this, I have to say that squid is ruthless with dares." Stampy warned me.

I looked over at Amy, to see her nodding in agreement. I shrugged.

"I can take it!"

Stampy shrugged. "Ok, don't say we didn't warn you."

I was confused. What was so bad about squid?

Stampy grabbed the equipment that we needed from the hall closet.

"Ok, sqaishey." Squid said as it landed on me, "Truth or dare?"

I gave Stampy and Amy a look.

"I'm sorry guys, but I'm going to say dare."

Amy gasped.

"Oh no! Sqaishey!" Stampy looked at me in shock.

"I dare you," he paused in the middle of the sentence,
"I dare you to wear only stampys clothes for a full week." I shrugged.

"Ok."

I pretty much did that anyway. We were married, after all.

"Amy." Stampy asked.

"Truth or dare?" She shrugged, saying truth.

"I have nothing to hide." She declared as we laughed.

"Just curious.... Are you planning the rest of your life with squid?"

Squids head perked up at Amy.

"Yes! Of course!" She exclaimed, not hesitating. Squid smiled and they held hands. We awwed at them.

"Alright, mr squid nugget, truth or dare?" I questioned him.

"Dare." He responded immediately.

"I dare you to propose to amy." I said.

Stampy looked at me with wide eyes.
"And I said squid was ruthless!"

We all laughed.

"Well, you going to take the dare?"

Squid walked out the room, saying he would be back. He came back and got on one knee in front of Amy.

"Amy, will you marry me?" He pulled out, to my surprise, a ring! A real ring!

"Yes!" Amy exclaimed, kissing him.

"He already had a ring?" I questioned Stampy. He nodded.

"He was looking for the right time!"

I smiled. I just got two of my best friends engaged.