Object Shippings (Old)

Sick Day (Pickle x Knife)(Updated)

Knife and Pickle were both playing video games on the couch. They were both racing to the finish line with their customized Go-Karts, Pickle picked up a magic cube then used it which threw turtles at the racer ahead of him who was Knife. Knife stared at the screen in disbelief as Pickle had won.

Pickle cheered. "Whoo! I told you I would beat you again Knife!"

Knife crossed his arms. "No Fair! You had that magic cube thing to help you!"

"Oh don't blame the game just because you suck!" Pickle softly punched his arm to let him know he was just fooling.

"Pfft... Whatever.." Knife's face was a bit flustered.

Pickle saw his face then lightly place his hand on his forehead. "Wow Knife.. you feel a little hot!"

Knife suddenly moved his hand away. "I-I'm fine Pickle..!" He assured him that he was completely fine.

"I know you well Knife and I can tell when you're lying" Pickle rushed to the kitchen to grab an ice pack and a blanket from his room to help Knife.

Knife groaned then lay down as Pickle came rushing back to him. He lay the ice pack gently on his head then put the blue blanket on him.

"Better?" Pickle spoke as he sat down on the sofa with him.

Knife murmured a little. "Err... I guess.."

"Probably a headache since we've been playing for a while. You normally don't play that long but I guess you were growing a bit competitive since you entered that show~" He let out a small chuckle.

"I-I wasn't being.. competitive...!!" Knife defended himself. "I just wanted to win at the game for once. You're always good at racing games"

"Well, this is payback from all the games you beat me in~" Pickle chuckled then gently stroked Knife's head.

Knife flushed a little then uttered something under his breath that Pickle couldn't understand.

"Well, I'll go fix you some food and try to soothe down your headache a bit" Pickle got off the couch then began walking to the kitchen to make his best bud some soup.

Knife took the ice pack off of his head as the ice was just making it worse. He groaned as his headache was getting worse every minute.

His rival, Trophy had stepped into the living room and located Knife on the couch.

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"Well well well, if it isn't the pocket knife. Long time no see" He did a sinister grin.

Knife grumbled. "What do you want Trophy?" He roughly said.

"No need to be rude, I'm just here to watch TV till I saw you" Trophy glared.

"Oh, so I'm being rude? You're supposed to be a Jock but all those times we've been competing in Inanimate Insanity, you behaved like a total jerk to me! And I'M supposed to be that jerk!"

Trophy shrugged. "Guess we switched roles, But you're no jock nor a jerk. Guess I'm both~"

Knife wanted to get up and hurt him so badly but he was weak at the moment and couldn't do anything so he just gave him a death glare.

Pickle walked in with a hot bowl of soup and detected Trophy and Knife, glaring at each other. "Ay... who's the walking Trophy?"

"And whose the talking Pickle?" Trophy glared.

"I forgot, you two never met before... Well. Pickle here is my best friend while that over there is supposed to be a Trophy but you never succeed at anything, do you?" Knife smirked at Trophy.

Pickle chuckled. "Well, I see you two have some beef with each other, why?"

"Trophy is acting like this cause I didn't join his stupid alliance when the show first began, I told him I'm a jerk, not a jock.

"And Knife is acting salty cause I blackmailed him and told everyone that he has a stupid girly doll with him!"

"Well, I see why Knife is still angry at you. Not cool to be telling peoples secrets" Pickle stated.

Trophy gazed at the soup pickle was holding. "What's that soup for?"

"Hm? Oh, Knife is ill today so I ma-"

Trophy cuts him off. "Eww!!! Sick?? Oh no, I'm not going to be sick again after Tissues sneezed on me and now I'll be sick for being around knife!" Trophy immediately dashed out of the room.

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Pickle rolled his eyes then sat down on the couch again. "Open wide~" Pickle told as he got a spoon full of soup.

Knife growled a bit as he was babying him but he sighed as he couldn't eat for himself. Knife layed his head against the couch arm then opened his mouth. Pickle cool down the soup by blowing on it then fed it to knife.

Knife blushed a little as it was getting pretty embarrassing with Pickle doing this.

Pickle chuckled as he noticed Knifes flustered face. "I know you don't want me to baby you, but you need help eating as raising your head would just make it worst"

Knife nodded a bit as he understood. "I know... I just don't want anyone walking in on us... seeing this mess.."

"I'm pretty sure you'll be fine, The others would understand I hope" Pickle proceeded to feed him.

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After knife was done eating, he chose to just rest awhile, believing he'll feel better if he gets a good rest. Pickle was about to leave the room until Knife moaned in pain which got his attention. Pickle walked back and sat down.

"Want me to stay here for a while until you fall asleep?" Pickle offered.

Knife shyly nodded. Pickle smiled a little then massaged his head with his hand. Soon, Knife started to slowly shut his eyes and so did Pickle. Together they both slept on the couch with Pickles hand still on Knife's forehead.

OJ walked into the room with Paper by him, they both halted viewing Knife and Pickle on the couch together.

"Aww, how cute! Reminds me of us~" Paper whispered then hugged OJ's arm.

OJ blushed a little then shook his head. "We better let them be then.." OJ lead Paper to a different room.

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Pickle slowly reopened his eyes and noticed his hand was still on Knife's head. He swiftly moved his hand and blushed from it. [Knife is so cute... even when he's sick..] Pickle thought then flinched a little as Knife awoke then sat up.

Knife stretched then noticed he wasn't sick anymore. "Hey! I'm no longer feeling down!" Knife then hugged Pickle. "Thanks for helping to take care of me bud!!"

Pickle laughed then returned the embrace. "Anytime~"

Knife couldn't help but kiss him on the lips. Pickle reddened from the unexpected kiss then lovingly returned it. The kiss lasted about 5 minutes until Pickle broke away. "Te amo, hombre~" He grinned a little.

Knife smiled also. "Yo tambien te quireo~" Pickle and Knife both hugged.

Together they both faced the TV and decided to just watch a movie together. Pickle put the blue blanket around him and Knife then Pickle settled his arm around Knife. Pickle and Knife both blushed a little as Knife scooted a bit closer to Pickle.