On a hot summer day, Travis, Meryl and Floyd were all sitting in the shade, lying down in exhaustion.
"Who knew it'd be so hot out?!" Meryl whimpered. She shot a glare at Floyd upon hearing his stupid, smug laugh. "I don't get what ya'll are talking about. The weather is perf—" Meryl sat up before he could finish his sentence, swiping away the boater hat that was placed just above his eyes as they laid down in the grass. She could have still saw the mocking glare he gave her just by peeking. "Hey!" Screeched Floyd, sitting up to try and snag the hat back, only to be shushed by the purple haired girl. She pointed to Travis, who had his eyes closed, almost asleep. Floyd, shook, put a fist just in front of his mouth, "Woops." Meryl, rolling her eyes with a small smile, papped the hat onto Floyd's face, causing him to fall over on his back in surprise. "UrK—" What a fucking loser. Meryl, puzzled, gazed around. "Leo should've been here by now with that lemonade.. what do you think is taking him so long?" "Dunno'," responded Travis, catching them both by surprise. "Well, I'm gonna go look for him," she puffed, "feel free to stay here. I'll be back in a jiffy!" She then skipped off.
Floyd grumbled to himself as he placed the hat back on. He gave a stretch, gazing over towards Travis, who was poking at a mini Hermit Can(?). "Y'know.." Floyd grew a smug grin, as if he was ready for a new flirt session. It doesn't take long for him to regain his confidence, huh? "Hm?" Travis looked at him, smiling curiously. Floyd, taken aback, blushed. "Oh, erhm— I-I was just 'bout to say—" "Lemonaaadee!" Sang Meryl, alongside Leo! And lemonade! Great timing. They plopped down beside the two. "Hey, guys! What took you so long?" Asked Travis, pouring a glass. "Leo was trying to convince the shop clerk to give him some more cig—" "The lemonade went warm. Now shut it," Interrupted Leo, sipping at his own glass. Meryl winked. She knew the truth.
"So.." Meryl exchanged glances with a nervous Floyd. "What happened while we were gone?" Floyd went silent, picking up his glass and taking a sip. "I got bit by a baby hermit, and it hurt a lot.." scowled Travis. Meryl slowly turned her head towards Floyd with the most absurd grin ever seen. She leaned in, giggling, "that's not your glass, Floyd." Floyd instantly spat out the drink. "Oh!! Floyd! You accidentally drank Travis' lemonade?! That's whack!" Floyd was on the verge of choking, blushing brightly as he coughed up the lemonade. "Inanimate kiss?!" She gasped in realization, tilting her head towards Travis expecting a reaction. "D'aw man. That's okay," he waved it off, "I'll just grab another glass."
"Meryl!?" Floyd hissed as Travis got up and left for another glass. "Calm down, silly! It's no biggie," she smiled sweetly. Floyd smacked his hands against his face and groaned. How embarrassing..
"Guys!" Travis said, sitting back down beside Floyd with Domino. "Let's play a game!" Meryl clapped her hands together, pulling on Leo's sweater. "Let's play, Leo! Come on!" "Hard pass," huffed Leo as he lit the cigarette. "Since you're so excited, Meryl, why don't you go first?" Travis smiled. "You have to kiss either the person on your left, or your right! On the lips!" She demanded, pointing towards Travis. "What?? But that means I have to choose between-" he looked around, "-Domino and Floyd.." Floyd already looked like he was about to rip off her limbs. Travis groaned, "but they're both bad choices!" "wh-" Meryl howled in laughter, pointing at the defeated Floyd helplessly. To be compared to a dog is truly great honour, eh? "..Dog lips, or southern lips.." "Hey! Don't put it that way!" Huffed Floyd. Travis looked uneasy, as if he was already regretting his choice. It was the obvious choice. "This game is stupi-mnPh?!" Floyd, being cut off, was suddenly pulled into a quick kiss. It was just weird for Travis. Not like kisses are wrong- he loves his moms morning kisses, and Domino's licks of affection, but this was a whole new type of kiss. Is this even how it works? Thought Travis. It just felt too weird. Pulling away and leaving Floyd speechless, he covered his face out of pure humiliation and fake laughed, "Ahahahah— Y-You guys go on without me—" It was then Travis really knew he had feelings for Floyd just kidding. Trovis kossed the domino dog bceause they were sextrely in an affair it brusled. "but why" said dog "becaxse ur my pet" and teyh had a epic makeout in front of everyone and fell off the clipff. meyrbl was like "flayod wont you want to shsave him him that fall looked prhetty bad and he cluld be seriously injured" and floyhd was like "darn tootin' let him die" then everyone lauugjed and comedy music prays in the backglpund wjiel they smijle at the camhera the end
