Better than him

Fan has boyfriend 😨😨

Paintbrush P.O.V.
Oh gosh, something bad did happen. I awoke to the sudden noise of extreme fangirling noises from outside my room. I surprised to see that I had slept in at least two hours or so. Groaning, I pulled myself out bed and walked out the door rubbing my eyes. To see...

Fan and trophy, HOLDING HANDS, and salt and pepper squealing; "I knew it, I knew it!" Over and over again. I was crushed. Because Fan, had finally done it. He'd finally did what I've been praying he wouldn't..but he did. That was it. I've probably never cried in my life, before. But I could feel the stinging sensation one to my eyes. I knew what I'd had to do...

———One hour passes———

I picked up the phone and scooped the spoonful of almond crushed vanilla ice-cream into my mouth. "Heyo! Tall fella! What's up?" I cracked a tiny smile. It felt reassuring to hear her voice again. "L-Lightbulb, uhh—emergency slumber sleepover tonight.." I tried my best to sound normal. "Whoa, really?" It was obvious that she was confused. Because she's usually the one to pull our, 'emergency slumber sleepovers' so it was weird to hear me announcing one.

"Tonight?" I sighed a little, "yes, lightbulb." "Why though?" I sniffed a little, trying to make it quiet. "Please, I'll need this one.." I stuttered. "Um—okay then! I'll tell testy, you wanna invite fan—"

"NO."

Whoops—I may have said too much..
"Painty?" I gulped, and sucked a bit of air through my teeth. "You got something you wanna say?.." I've never heard her sound like this. "No-! I mean.." there was a quick silence between the both of us. "I—I'm sorry..but please.." I tried not to break into tears. I don't cry. And I will NEVER cry. I-I wasn't weak like that..."Uhh-okay then..see ya at my place!"

*beep*

I sighed and flopped on the bed, an empty tub of ice cream fell. Why was I like this? Why was born? I cringed, having these emo kind of thoughts..I knew I still liked fan, ugh..what was wrong with me?...

Testy's P.O.V.
I still can't believe lightbulb and I did 'THAT' last night—it was so sudden..Lightbulb told me paintbrush wanted to have an emergency slumber sleep over. So that was weird. I guess they realized that it's been so long since the four—er, I mean three of us hung out. So that was nice of them. They're not the most affectionate person around here.

I had just finished taking my shower. I was still smiling stupidly at whatever happened last night. I stared into the mirror as I started to dress myself. I had my pants pulled up, and my shirt was half way on until noticed something..
Something on the side of my neck. I slowly turned my head and my eyes widened with shock as I finally saw what it was.

I let out a blood curdling SCREAM. Oh my dearest goodness golly gee... Lightbulb gave me a hickey last night..and I didn't even realize until now. I can't help but wonder if ANYONE noticed today. I felt so mortified. I rushed of the bathroom and pulled my loose shirt on, "LIGHTBULB!!" I shouted running towards her. She swirled around and gave me an admirable smile. "Hey testy! Ready for tonight?"

"NO!" I screamed. She gave a confused look. I turned my head and pointed at the large, deep black and blue hickey. She gasped a little when she saw it. "Oh my rod, you bruise like rotten tomato, testy." I trembled a bit. "What are we gonna d-do?.." I whimpered a little. She scratched the back of her neck. "Uhh—we could get some make-up?" I frowned. "No! I—" I sputtered. She shrugged, "I'm sure painty wouldn't mind." I sighed, it seemed kinda wrong for reason.. "Umm, o-okay.." she smiled and gently pecked me on the cheek.

"Now c'mon! I think they're here already." I gulped. She walked up towards the door, and swung it open. "Heyy! Welcome Painty!" She threw her arms around them. Wait she wha t?
"Hey, hey!" I said rushing over. She snickered and turned around, hugging me too. "Chill testy! I gave you a hug in the last two minutes." I smiled, "y-yeah whatever.." We let paintbrush in, and for some reason—they didn't seem to be acting like themself. "Are you alright?" I said kinda quietly. They didn't say anything for three solid minutes. And then their face twisted into sorrow, they burst out crying.

We both gasped, and lightbulb rushed over to comfort them. I'd never, ever seem paintbrush cry—especially in front of people. "Painty..shh it's okay..we're here!" Lightbulb said in a hushed voice. "Wh-what's wrong?" I spoke. They sniffed and gained enough strength to speak. They talked quietly and sounded so weak...but we heard them loud and clear..

Loud and clear alright..

"Fan's d-dating t-trophy-y..."