Flipping Between (FlippyXFlaky)

Relief

Flippy glared at her as she back away, quivering. Then, his expression changed to concern.
"...Y- you ok? Heh, you l- look like you've s- seen a ghost..." he laughed weakly, holding himself up by the wall.

Flaky smiled, nodding, before rushing to his side as he began to fall. She felt guilt wash over her. How could she? It was obvious it hurt him to see her scared.
"S- so, uhhh, why d- drag me in here?" She asked, nervous. She hoped he didn't want her to help him... you know.

"P- promise you won't freak out..." he pleaded, tears in his eyes, "...please..."

"I- I promise," she whimpered, failing to hide her terror.

Flippy swallowed harshly, opening the bag. There were two zips. One side had a yellow zip, and the other had a green. He backed up, leaving her next to the now open bag.
"I'm trusting you here. Please, open the green zipper," he asked, biting his lip, as if scared of what's in there.

She did as he requested, unzipping it. What she saw baffled her. What would have freaked her? There were papers, a small, clear bag with a USB in, a bag labeled 'meds. Be careful. Especially you, Flippy!", and a...
"Oh my God!" Flaky shrieked, eyeing the bottom item. Flippy panicked, shuffling to his knees. The fear was erased when she pulled out the teddy Jitter gave him. Flaky squealed, cuddling it.
"It's so cute!" She squeaked, holding it up, messing with the tail, "the fur parts feel so real!"

Flippy felt uncomfortable at that comment, not wanting to tell her how it was made. That's when he caught notice of her looking at the tags it wore.
"'Stay strong. Keep smiling that adorable smile. Be yourself. That innocent mess up I've always loved. We'll meet again. I know we will ♡.' 'Stay safe. Don't be too strict. Enjoy yourself. And remember, observe your situation BEFORE attacking. Seriously. Follow his rules ;)'," Flaky read, giggling afterwards, "That's adorable! Who wrote that?"

"A- a... uh, a friend. T- though, I'd p- prefer not to d- discuss it," he chuckled nervously, gently taking the teddy back. He nuzzled the bear, all his fears vanishing at the familiar scent if his friend. His eyes welled with tears at joyful memories.
"A- are you ok?" Flaky asked, startling Flippy. He nodded, before gesturing to the bag.
"C- can you get t- the box labelled 'meds' please?" He requested, Flaky complying, and passing him the small box. He opened it, revealing loads of medical supplies, neatly tucked away, as if Petunia had packed it for him.
"So, umm, a- are you meant to b- be with someone?" Flaky asked as he applied bandages to some of the injuries he'd treated on his arm. He sharply yanked it, jumping at her remark. His eyes met hers, full of worry and confusion.

"W- what? What m- makes y- you say that?" He stuttered nervously, an ear twitching anxiously.

"W- well... on the box, it says 'especially you, Flippy', a- as if someone else would read it. A- and the tags said 'follow his rules'. S- so, umm... uh..." Flaky trailed of, seeing Flippy begin to shuffle more.

"Y- yeah... i- i-... he's... he's gone," Flippy lied, convincing the porcupine.

"O- oh... i- I'm so sorry," she apologised, rubbing his shoulder, while Flippy kept forcing a sad look up cover his discomfort. It was just one lie... after all, he didn't plan on staying long, or, at least, involving them in these things.

As he glared off, he felt something lean against his arm. He turned, seeing a mess of those sharp, red hairs. He smiled, leaning on her.
"I promise... We'll look after you..." Flaky promised, holding the bear's large paws.

"Thank you. I- it means a lot to me..." Flippy thanked, relaxing. He could smell her hair. It was like strawberries.