Clueless ♚ Vikklan fanfic

Chapter 8

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IM INCREDIBLY SORRY FOR NOT POSTING FROSTED HEART AKA MY OTHER FANFIC UGH SORRY SO MUCH GDHHBFSAS

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>> Chapter 8
>> Ideas

Vikk woke up with a thought in his head, why not give Lachlan something special?
Wow so random!

As difficult to think of a perfect present to show Vikk's affection to Lachlan, he probably won't ask the Aussie on what he wants, Lachlan will be suspicious about it. And probably get so entirely awkward when near Vikk.

Vikk gathered his things and tools, arranging it in his inventory for three minutes straight. Sorting out items in inventory isn't easy, just saying.

Tools, armor and food. That's all in his inventory. Nothing else.

"We're on an adventure, we're on an adventure!" Vikk sang with himself as he slid down the ladders as his two feet landed on the ground.

Vikk would ask someone for some advice on what to give Lachlan, he would ask Rob... but... Vikk is smart enough not to. Considering that Rob was a bit... crazy yesterday. Those mood swings. And the fact that he doesn't have a job is funny.

"Who to go to?" Vikk asked to no one in particular. Still talking to himself.

Looking at the HTM world's notifications, seems like the slime is awake and active, like always.

Vikk smiled as he saw the slime's name active. "Pete," Vikk said. "Of course."

It wasn't that far and a difficult path to go to, since he has been to Pete's house for at least a few times. Apart from the horse race competition.

Vikk got there in more or less five minutes. Climbing a hill and getting through a forest isn't easy.

And in the distance, he could see the wonderful land of the PeteZahHutt's residency. It's very fancy and everything is all in place, well except for the things in Pete's chests of course.

Vikk saw the new auto-fishing contraption that Pete built, the same as his. And the horse testing arena that looks exactly like Tyler's but with a different design. Impressive.

"Whoa, this place is so huge. Pete's lucky to claim this land before anyone else." Vikk said to himself as he heard some slimy footsteps behind him, getting louder as the seconds past.

Vikk turned around, Pete with a pickaxe in hand.

"Heyaa, Vikk!" Pete greeted, switching the pickaxe with a free hand to fix his beanie. "I rarely get visitors, and if I do have visitors, they would probably ask for Mr. Fancy Pants." he chuckled. It's true, though. Pete owns a business, and by business, it's the casino. Vikk gulped, "Erm." Vikk doesn't know what to say but make Pete talk more until he knows when to answer.

"So, Vikk, what brings you here early in the morn'?"
"Well, I just... you know... visit for a while." Vikk said, finding it difficult to find the right words to say. But payed off.
"Are you sure I'm the one you want to visit and not a certain someone?" Pete grinned with a smirk on his face.
Vikk eyes widen with the realization, "Oh, no, no. I-It's not like that!" he shook his head quickly, Pete must not know at this early of time. So many of their friends are getting suspicious of Vikk's behavior over the past few weeks and it's getting on everyone's nerves. Vikk is usually the calm and mature one to be honest. But there are times that he acts like a kid. It's adorable.

Pete shrugged, "Well, suit yourself then." he smiles sheepishly as Vikk followed him from behind and in Pete's hut. (Get it... Pete's zah Hutt ??)

"Oooh, the chest room!" Vikk said, mindlessly stepping on the pressure plates, making the chest covered by wooden stairs impacted to each other, making the room dark. Vikk got startled with that. Pete laughed at Vikk's reaction, stepping on the other pressure plate beside. "You'll get use to it."

"Ooh la la, you're so fancy, Pete." Vikk said, stepping in the room full of chests and examining it in further contraptions.

Pete walked beside Vikk, diamond shovel now in hand.

Clearing the slime's throat, "Speaking of fanciness and all— who do you fancy?" Pete smirked.

Vikk would never expect the slime to ask something like that. It surprised him.

"I, uh, what? Excuse me?"

"Whooo dooo yooou fancccyyyy?" Pete repeated.

Vikk couldn't answer, but answered with hands on his face.

"IT'S ME ISN'T IT?!" Pete gasped, slimy hands on slimy cheeks. Mouth open like this --> :O

"Why would you even ask that?" Vikk frowned.

It's not like Pete was invading Vikk's privacy, it's just that he was only curious, that's all.

"Sheesh, just asking you pleb." Pete pouted as he crossed his arms.

Vikk sighed, he was about to stand beside a wall and bump his head onto there until he loses all his brain cells. "To be honest with you, I think you can already tell who I fancy— or like... you're Pete. You're wise... even though you're younger than me."

Pete smiled, placing an arm around Vikk's neck. "Now, now. Tell me the real reason why you're here."

Vikk looked from left to right before talking, "I was originally going to ask something... not that any of your concern and or anything, but in all matters and all, I hope I didn't disturb any of your plans today."

Pete nodded and listen, waiting for Vikk's answer to his question.

"I was going to ask on what's a nice present for a certain someone in mind— you know, someone special?"

Pete placed his hand on his chin and started thinking, "...Is this for Lachlan?" the sudden phrase surprised Vikk. He should have known that Pete will know within seconds. "...No...?" Vikk's eyes wandered to the left.

"Your eyes moved to the left, you're lying to me!" Pete gasped, surely he was just kidding since Vikk is already full of it.

"You win."

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"How about a ton of snowmen?" Pete suggested, the fifth idea he came up with. But Vikk really wanted to give Lachlan very, very, very special gift. Not just a bunch of snowmen just because Lachlan loves them.

"No, Pete." Vikk refused, as he thought for more present ideas.

"No, no, no. It would be like, a bunch of snow blocks and pumpkins in one single chest." Pete grinned. Not a bad idea, but still, Vikk rejected it.

The slime pouted. "ASDFGHJKL."

Vikk looked at his slime friend. "What is it, Pete? You have anymore ideas?"

"Nope." Pete sighed in defeat.

Vikk stood up from the floor of the chest room. "Well, I need to go now. I still need to find out what to give for Lachlan." he sighed, closing his eyes. "Better get going." Vikk forced a smile upon Pete. "Thanks, Petey."

Pete smiled back, "No problem, Vikk,"

Stepping on the pressure plates before going out of Pete's house, Vikk thought on what else to give to Lachy. Diamonds? Rare ores? Rich resources? Zubat?

"Give Lachlan a big smooch from Petey Hutt jr.!" Pete shouted before Vikk can reach the other side of the door exit.

Vikk started blushing, ignoring it at the same time. "Oh God..."

Vikk put his palm right on his face. "Pete why?"