Couldn't keep away... ( INANIMATE INSANITY // LIGHTBRUSH Fanfiction )

I want you, Pt. 2

Suddenly, they both heard footsteps coming from the back, which Pickle thought they shouldn't because the store was completely empty when they came in.

Pickle whispered in Knife's ear once again, "To be continued,"

Knife finally gasped for air when Pickle moved away, his body wasn't up against the shelf anymore, yet his face was full of embarrassment and his eyes had a hint of lust.

The footsteps got closer until they heard a loud-ish voice.

"Is that..." Knife tried to speak, once again.

Microphone and Match came around the corner and stopped as soon as they came in contact with Knife and Pickle.

All 4 of them stood there just like that Spider-Man meme of the identical men pointing at each other.
(I'm assuming you can picture that)

"Surprise?" Mic said, really softly for once. While she moved closer to Match.

"Something like that," replied Pickle.

Knife took one step closer and exhaled.

"Are you two— like," Knife spoke

Match cut him off, "Together? Yes." She said as she proceeded to grin. She then took Mic's hand in hers and pulled her closer by her waist.

Mic started to blush and look to the side

Knife gulped and chuckled nervously, "That's cool," He said.

Pickle moved his eyes around the room observing everybody. He noticed the awkwardness and desperation so he spoke up.

"Well, it was nice finding you two here, see you later," Pickle said, breaking the infuriating silence in the aisle.

Knife took a deep breath and looked to Pickle and smiled.

Pickle took Knife's hand and smiled back, they turned the other way and started walking.

After being just a few aisles away from the cash register, Knife and Pickle walked hand in hand, Knife was flustered, trying to calm himself down.

They quickly stopped as they were about to bump into two others.

They gasped softly. "Lightbulb?"

Said Knife, genuinely surprised at the time.

"Knife.." Paintbrush said as they rolled their eyes and laughed.

"We seem to be running into many of our acquaintances today." Pickle said,

"Acquaintances? Hey! We're all friends." Lightbulb claimed.

"Is that so?" Pickle continued.

"You bet!" Lightbulb said as she threw up a peace sign and smiled brightly, closing her eyes.

"This is embarrassing, can we pretend it isn't happening?" Paintbrush finally let out.

Knife chuckled and so did Lightbulb. 

"I can definitely get with that." Knife said, agreeing with Painty. Pickle nodded his lightly, also agreeing.

Lightbulb giggled and linked arms with Paintbrush then waved as they started to stroll away.

"Are We done here?" Knife whined, one last time as he stared into his assertive partner's eyes.

"We are~" Pickle responded, picking up Knife's chin and landed a deep kiss on his cheek.

"We must put attention into doing something else.. Do you want more info?" Pickle spoke softly as he exhaled and placed his hand in his pocket. 

Knife paused and turned red. He bit his bottom lip in frustration as he stared.

Pickle shut his eyes lightly and scoffed.

"Kniiifeeeee~ Are you sexually frustrated?" Pickle said teasingly. Thinking he'd get an answer much later, he was surprised.

"Why .. Will you do something about it?" Knife instantly replied, Pickle noticed the despiration in Knife's voice. 

Pickle grinned and put his hand on his waist. "Oh I sure will," He then said.

Pickle smiled brightly and grabbed Knife's hand. "Let's get the fuck out of here"