Happy Tree Friends Collection

A Day Together [Flaky x Flippy]

It was a warm and windy day, even though the sun was shining bright, the wind was blowing faster. People were outside as the leaves blew by, a very confusing day: everyone stopped and looked up at the sky confusedly. It started snowing. There were no clouds in the sky but there was snow piling up on the ground. Flippy rushed out of his house and through the hail, he had worse in his lift. He took deep and calming breaths as he ran through the town, hail hitting everything while snow kept piling up at his feet. After about two minutes of running, he slammed Flaky's door open and shut; then called for her as he stepped inside. There was an audible sigh and loud footsteps coming down the stairs. He saw Flaky rush at him and wrap her arms around his neck in a loving embrace. She pulled back and saw that his legs and arms were covered in bruises, his head and neck were no exception to the pelting hail. 
She gasped loudly and pointed it out, he simply chuckled at her expression; "I'll be ok," he said as he rubbed a bruise on the left side of his jaw. Tears welled in her eyes with worry she couldn't stand someone she loved to be in pain. She stood straight and grabbed his hands in hers, she then started dragging him upstairs and to the largest bathroom in her small house. He followed her with a roll of his eyes and sat down on the toilet as she instructed, the seat was down so he actually had somewhere to sit without falling into the bathtub by trying to sit on the side of that. She reached into the medicine cabinet behind the mirror and pulled out a small first aid kit along with a few painkillers. She set them on the counter which raised one of Flippy's eyebrows, she motioned for him to stay there as she ran back downstairs; he sat there for a while until she came back up with a refreshing glass of cold water. Flippy wasn't impressed with it and stood up, Flaky cried out for him to sit down but he just wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up around his shoulder. 
"Hey! Put me down," she yelled as she feebly pounding on his back. "Come on, let me go!" 
He laid her on her bed with a loud pomf and she sat up, pulled her knees to her chest, and puffed up her cheeks. He gently hopped on top of her and pretended to sleep, fake snoring to further his performance; she puffed under his weight even though he was partially holding himself up in order not to hurt her. "Get off me," she said slowly between each push against him; he didn't budge. 
She eventually gave up and lied there with him on top, she finally wrapped her arms around him and he rolled off to her side: he wrapped his arms around her and held her close, still feigning sleep. She rolled her eyes and cuddled into his chest.