The Paper (An Odd Squad fanfiction) (COMPLETED!!!)

Oscar talks to Octavia (Part 2)

(Month 1- Jan- Seventeenth- Continuing)

Warnings -- Curse words and Funninest.

Long chapter.

We were still in the car, on our way to the house, still bickering. 

''You love her.'' Oscars says.

I sighed getting tired of him saying that. ''No I don't Oscar.''

''Yeah you do.''

''Oscar I swear if you don't stop taunting me, I'm gonna destory all your science equipment'' I told him warningly

He gasped ''You wouldn't'' 

I smirked ''I totally would.''

He sighs in defeat ''Fine you win.''

I smiled and laughing slightly ''Yay for me'' 

He rolled his eyes ''Yeah, Yeah, just keep driving.''

After a couple of minutes, we were back at the house.

I unblucked my seatbelt ''We're here!'' I yelled in Oscar's ear.

He hissed ''Goddamn Otto! You don't scream all in my fucking ear like that, I perfectly heard you!'' He yelled at me. 

I chuckled ''Well I thought I would announce it.'' I say. ''To the world!'' I scream the last bit.

He mean mugged me ''Congratu fucking Lations You succeeded'' He said as he got out the car, to the house.

I got out the car ''Awe come on Oscar, I was only having fun!'' I called after him.

He yelled ''That's not fun!''

I chuckled. Man I have very uptight friends. I gasped as I got an Idea.

I chuckled again. Man I'm a genius.

I walked into the house and close and locked the door.

I yelled playfully ''Honey I'm Home!''

Olive walked in covered from head to toe in flour '' Hey Otto, How was shopping for paint with Oscar?'' She asked me.

I responed ''Good, But what happened to you?'' I chuckled as I wiped some of the flour off of her forehead with my finger.

She chuckled slightly and her face started to turn red, she's so cute when she's embarrassed ''Uh... I tried to make fresh bread for the kids to go with their lunch, but as you can see it did not go well''

I laughed out loud for real this time ''Come on Olive Let's go get you cleaned up.'' I told her, while grabbing her hands and letting her up the stairs.

I walked into the bathroom with Olive behind me. I sit her down on the toilet and start to run a bath for her. I grab a small and big towel from the cabinet in the hallway. I go back into the bathroom, seeing Olive trying to get the flour out of her hair, she groaned in frustration, knowing her just pulling at it won't help.

I chuckled, ''Come here.'' I said to her.

She walked towards me, with a pouty look on her face. She's so cute.

She says to me in a baby voice, ''I can't get it out''

I chuckled again, this girl is going to be the death of me, ''Of course you can't get it out, it's like it's glued into your hair.'' I told her.

''Help me'' She says still pouting.

''Okay'' I laughed.

I put the small towel under some warm water in the sink. I ringed it out, turned to Olive. I started to wipe the powder of flour off her face. I started to wipe her face in small rotations, while she is trying to get the flour out of her hair.