Haha a/n at the beginning Here's uhhh The visual for the chapter I hate it though but I swear I did try Also I'm just gonna say right now that I'm not typing out Bubble's accent it's too difficult Enjoy the story :)
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Fanny avoided eye contact from Bubble when she gave her permission to know what was going on. Well, she kind of already was, but she tried harder to avoid it when she thought about it. While doing that, she focused on what she was going to say, how she was going to say it.
"I'm ready whenever you are, Fanny!" Bubble said softly. She gradually moved closer to the fan creature and sat down next to her, hand on her head for a moment.
Fanny took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment, then sighing and opening her eyes back up. Her face was red with embarrassment.
"Well I've been having these thoughts- confusing thoughts. I don't know what they're about. They keep messing with my physical form too, like my fan will spin randomly in the middle of the thoughts- I don't like it! I don't think it's that much of a secret, but I don't want anyone else to know. It's kinda weird, yknow?" As she spoke Bubble took her hand from her head and lowered it to be at a height just below her eyes. She seemed to be confused, which urged Fanny to continue speaking. The problem with that was that she had no idea what to say next.
After what felt like an eternity of silence, Bubble finally spoke. "Maybe you... like someone...? Or maybe you don't like someone a lot and you're plotting a death without knowing it...? It seems pretty confusing to me, but those are my best guesses. Are you thinking of anyone in particular?"
Fanny stared at the wall straight ahead of the two in confusion and shock. The expression she wore from the two emotions read pure concern. "I what? I don't think I've been thinking of anyone alone... I hate everyone!" She stomped her feet on the patio in frustration. This made Bubble giggle.
"Oh, Fanny! I think you like someone but you don't want to admit it!" Bubble flung her legs out and started to flutter them in an extremely girly way. Bubble was always so... bubbly... outside of contests.
"What? What do you mean?" Fanny said in a more desperate tone than intended. She stared Bubble in the eyes and the two made eye contact. Direct eye contact. Bubble didn't move her position, but Fanny whirled away as soon as contact was met.
"Fanny, you're blushing a lot! You like someone!"
"H-how do you know? How do you not know I'm just embarrassed from telling you all of this?"
"Because it's obvious, Fanny! You're in love!"
"A-am I? How do I get rid of it?"
Bubble suddenly got up and looked down at the supposedly lovesick object. "Well, you can't be out love but you can be in love. Unless you try to brush away the feelings, I think you'll have to own up to them at some point." She put a hand behind her back and averted her eyes, looking as if she was trying to think of other ideas.
Fanny couldn't do much but sigh in disappointment. Nothing good was coming out of this, she thought. This will just be a good struggle of a time.
"Fanny... I hate to change the subject but I think we should get back inside so I can get something for my head. Also, it's almost lunch time and we should eat something." She was right. Fanny had dragged her out here without giving her time to think about taking medicine if she needed it.
"Sorry about that..." she apologized. Bubble gave her a confused look but decided to brush it off and help the girl up from the ground. She gave her a big smile and turned around to navigate her way to the door, in which she made sure Fanny was behind her when she did. Opening the door, everything seemed to be a bit more quiet. It was obvious that Flower was still playing that one game with Ruby watching, but the noises weren't so obnoxious anymore.
The two made their ways to the kitchen where Fanny struggled to get the fridge open. Finally grasping the handle in her mouth 'comfortably', she peered in the fridge to see only a few lunch choices,to her disappointment. "I hate this fridge view!" She complained quietly, keeping note of Bubble's small yet irritating headache. Bubble was at the counter looking for a pill to take for her head. When she found it she almost immediately took it, no water needed. Fanny gave her a concerned look at that.
"I'm fine Fanny, don't worry! I'm just going to... lay down for a bit." Bubble reassured. Did Bubble usually get headaches? Did they get bad after a while? Would she actually be okay? Fanny was too lost in her thoughts to notice that Bubble had already left the room, leaving her standing with the fridge door wide open, having yet to pick her food choice. She shook herself and continued to scan the ingredients, until another object creeped up behind her and spoke.
"Heyyy Fanny, saw you hanging out with Bubble outside!"
