Parappa x Matt

Chapter One

Parappa was at home, playing on his DS. He aggressively pressed the buttons, then the telephone rang. He was too distracted by his DS that he didn't realize it. 

Pinto sighed, and grabbed the phone. She says to the phone, "Hello?" She questions.
The animal on the other side of the phone was Matt. He immediately realized it was Pinto. He smiled to himself, assuming Parappa was busy playing one of his DS games. 

He laughs, "Hey Pinto. May I speak to Parappa?" He asks politely.
Pinto just gives a quiet 'yes' and runs up stairs, leaving the telephone hanging.
"Parappa." She taps him on the shoulder. Parappa hesitates, then puts his DS down.

 
Pinto points downstairs. "Matt's on the phone." She says. 

Parappa jumps from his bed and runs down stairs. He picks up the hanging phone and nervously says, "It's Parappa. What's up Matt?" He tried to play it cool. 

Before Matt replied, he felt tentative about his nervous tone. He pushed his fear away and suggests, "I was wondering if I could come over!" After a short pause, he continued. "Like, a sleep over, ya know?" He hid his anxiety in his voice.

Parappa smiled and nodded to himself. "Of course Matt. When are you coming over?" He inquires softly. 

Matt was distracted by Parappa's smooth tone. He was daydreaming for only a split second though. Eventually, he snapped out of it and responded. "3:00 PM."

"Okay. That's fine." He accepted his time he was coming over. 

Matt laughed nervously. Then, he realized he was still on the phone. He stood there by his telephone, silent and dumbfounded. Parappa then laughs tentatively back. Then, he hangs up. He stands by the telephone for a few minutes, his heart sinking. That conversation was really awkward.  

Parappa went back upstairs as Pinto eyed him suspiciously. It was unsettling, the conversation, Pinto's staring...

Parappa went to his bed and stared at the ceiling. He didn't feel like playing his DS anymore. He didn't feel like doing anything. 

Parappa liked Sunny, right? He couldn't like Matt. Matt probably liked someone else anyway. 

What am I going to do?

He sighed somberly, and kept staring at his ceiling.  

Eventually, Parappa fell into a short, peaceful sleep. He was dreaming about Matt. Why? Who knows. Oh wait, because he secretly liked Matt. 

In Parappa's dream, Matt was over at his house.

"So what do you want to do?" Parappa laughed. "Maybe we should've went to your house instead, it's more fun there anyway." 

After a bit, Matt smiled. "You're so cute when you're confused, you know." Matt teased, poking his nose. Then, he leaned forward, more and more. Parappa blushed madly. Finally, after a moment of silence, Matt kissed him passionately. 

Parappa jumped awake, his face in his pillow. He felt so messed up, and he was blushing redder than a tomato. Then, he heard the door bell ring. He gulped.

I have to confess, don't I? 

He giggled uneasily.