An Astrological Mess; zodiac short stories

5| Movie Night

    "Oh my god, would you stop moping already??" Libra poked Cancer in the rib, only to have her growl like she was a damn beast.

    "Leave me alone and let me WALLOW." She threw a blanket over her head, resting her head down on the coffee table while she moped.

Libra just patted her head, not really knowing what to do since he was terrible at comforting. He usually had no sympathy, and he definitely didn't feel bad for Cancer. His advice was to just 'get over it' and move on.

But if he said that, he was sure to get a fist to the face.

    "Guuuuuuuys! There's no food!" Aries poked her head out of the kitchen, her pink hair all frizzy and messy after a long day at her new job.

Libra cocked his head before his eyes moved over to the saddo crab under the covers. She hadn't even reacted to Aries' small outburst, so he could tell that she was bummed. "You didn't make dinner..?"

The girl poked her head out from under the blanket for a second, her expression dark as her messy pink bangs fell over her forehead. "I mean, I didn't get the cooking job I wanted so clearly I'm not cut out for it..!" she snapped with a sharp huff.

Then back under the blanket, she went.

Aries let out a groan, rolling her eyes. "Come on, Cance! My stomach is dying here!"

  "Fuck off."

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?" The Ram begged, squishing her own cheeks while giving that 'angelic' look as she described it.

Cancer growled from underneath the covers, and both Libra and Aries knew that was a firm 'no'.

Aries scowled, pouting her lips. She rubbed her hands together and squinted her eyes, just before her irises lit up with an idea in her head.

   "Well I'll just make something myself-" she shrugged, already heading back into the kitchen.

    "NO—" Libra cried out, as well as Cancer; who immediately threw the covers off her body and looked over at Aries with a scared look.

No one let this thot cook, or they'll have to move again.

"My god, why are you wankers so loud when I have por—I mean work I have to get done?" The three little shi—I mean zodiacs looked over, seeing Capricorn coming down the stairs.

Aries' eyes lit up at the sight. "Cornball, there's no gosh darn diddly food!" She pointed to the kitchen while rubbing her tummy.

Capricorn cringed slightly, just before shaking his head and running a hand through his jet black hair. "First of all, don't call me that. Second, ew those words. Third, why is there no food?"

Everyone looked to the human disease herself, only to have her grumble inaudible swears while averting her gaze.

"She's pulling a water sign right now-" Libra explained, just before being punched in the arm by the crab.

"What does that even mean?" She asked, sitting up and narrowing her eyes.

Aries nodded, tapping her chin while her blue eye glinted with curiosity. "Yeah, she's definitely pulling a water sign."

"G u y s w h a t-" Cancer was confused.

Capricorn just sighed, shaking his head. "You can't be pulling a water sign, Cance." He mumbled, shaking his head.

"What the actual fu—"

"Anyways, you guys want to watch a movie?" Libra just changed the subject almost immediately, which made Cancer stare at him with the most confused and dumbfounded look.