It was around afternoon, and everybody was taking their lunch breaks. RHM sat down at his usual table and his friends sat around him. "Man, did you hear what happened with Smith? I heard he left to go see his family," One member chimed in and replied, "Yeah! That's crazy!" RHM took his sandwich and was about to take a bite out of it before a loud voice rung over the intercom,
"Right Hand Man, report to my office. immediately."
All of the clan members turned to look at him as he stood up. "I'll be back, save my sandwich." He walked out the cafeteria door and made his way through the twisting hallways and into the boss' office. He didn't get called down there often, so this honestly surprised him.
He arrived at the small iron door and reached his hand out to knock. Once he knocked, Reginald called, "Come on in."
RHM opened the door and stepped into the room. It was quite dark, and he could make out the figure of Reginald sitting at his desk, hands pressed against his chin. He pulled the lamp's string, and everything lit up. Reginald's brown locks shot out of his hat and his mustache curled upwards, accompanied by a smile. "So you made it.. that was quick."
"Uh, yeah. The cafeteria isn't that far from here, sir." He stood there, posture straight. Reginald stood up and made his way towards RHM. His finger trailed along the desk until he took his hand up to wipe back his locks.
As Regi approached RHM, he began to back up. The cyborg's back hit the wall, and he narrowed his eyebrows. "What is the meaning of this, sir-?" Reginald placed his hand against the wall as he replied with a smirk, "Yknow, for the longest time I thought you were a good assistant." RHM looked into his eyes, and he looked back. Reginald pressed closer to RHM, their faces almost touching. "Now I know you're the greatest. It's now or never, Righty."
Reginald kissed him, and it sent waves of shock through him. His hands took the sides of Reginald's face as he kissed back. He laughed, dragging his fingers through RHM's curly red locks. He pulled away for a second, taking a breath.
He was expecting a lecture, not this! But, if he was honest.. it was nice. They kissed for another good couple minutes until Reginald pulled away, laughing. "Well, you best be off now Right." "-yes sir, have a good day."
"Hey man, where've you been? Did the boss give you a stern lecture?" "Yeah, what the heck! We were telling so many good stories without you!" His friends asked many questions, but he just sat down and said,
"It's nothing."
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Henry Stickmin: CopperRight Oneshots
FanfictionHi everybody! This is going to be a compilation of different stories I write for the ship with Reginald Copperbottom and his Right Hand Man from Henry Stickmin! I'm excited to share these and I hope you enjoy! Stories may include: -Angst -Fluff -Idk...