A little teaser for one of my future stories of FPE:
Oliver lays in bed, peacefully sleeping as he slowly gets up, letting out a long yawn as he stretches, the blanket fall of his… boobs?
Oliver quickly scrambled to pick HER blanket up as she sighs. She then hears another sound as she blushes as memories of the last night come rushing back into her brain as she turns and sees… ENGEL?!?!
Oliver then slaps the bird boy in his head as groans and looks at her tiredly.
Engel: hmm?… oh, morning, Olive.
Oliver: don’t ’morning, Olive’ me, birdbrain! Why did you go so rough last night?!
Engel: you asked me to? Besides, you’re the one who dragged me into your bed last night.
Oliver: yeah, but that doesn’t mean- you don’t have to- why didn’t you-
Engel then interrupts the main bully by kissing her, making her blush as she then kisses him back. As they break the kiss, Engel smiles at Oliver who pouts as she knows Engel did that to stop her.
Oliver: …I hate you.
Engel: hmm, well, I love you, still~
Oliver: … you better.