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Published:
2025-02-16
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2025-02-16
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It’s ‘Party Rock Is’

Summary:

When Water Bottle gets caught in a storm, he has to take shelter from it inside the plant store. Unfortunately for him, a part of his worldview gets cracked, shattered, and destroyed that night.

 

Rated Teen for oooo he said fuck twice D:

 

The second chapter is a joke chapter guys

Chapter 1

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“Shit-“ Water Bottle hissed as thunder cracked down through the sky, he glanced around the street for somewhere to hide, it would’ve been fine if it was just wind and rain, but now that thunder was in the mix, he couldn’t risk it. Unfortunately the closest spots he could hide were the alleyway and the florists. Swallowing his pride, he made his way into the store, where Fern was sitting at the counter.

”Hey, and wel- oh. It’s just you, again.” Water Bottle didn’t answer, the rain was cold, and that juxtaposed with the dryness of the flower shop just made him colder. “..You’re freezing..”

”Pshhh! N-No I’m not.” He was shivering.

”I’ll see if we have any towels.” He paused, “Don’t touch anything.”

”Ok, jeez, whatever, fine.”

 

Fern returned with the towel he had found. It had been in the janitor’s closet, but it’d do.

He wrapped the towel around Water Bottle’s shoulders. “You’re soaking wet, dude.”

”Psh.”

”Whatever, just- don’t go out in that rain again, ok? I need to close up anyway.”

”…”

 

Water Bottle pushed away the thoughts about how much he appreciated the towel.. and Fern’s presence.

Those were wrong thoughts anyway. It wasn’t manly to think about how much he appreciated another man’s presence. He pushed those deep, deep down.

He checked his phone, barely any charge, and he should save it for an emergency.

 

Time seemed to pass slowly as he watched Fern water each and every plant, as he watched Fern trim each slightly overgrown leaf, as Fern snapped off dead leaves and gave some mistings to a flower he didn’t recognize. He watched Fern check some teethy plants and dust off some succulents.

Fern, Fern, Fern. Bla, Bla, Bla.

He snapped himself out of it and sighed, rolling his eyes at himself.

 

”I’m bored.” He complained.

”Of course you are. You can’t just wait a couple minutes for me to finish up, of course.”

”Hey!”

“If you didn’t notice, I’m actually doing something productive.” Water Bottle had, but he wouldn’t admit it.

”I do productive things!”

”Sure you do, stealing alcohol is totally productive.”

Water Bottle of course just had to start yelling. “OH, FUCK OFF, DUDE! IT’S NOT LIKE YOU’RE A PERFECT PRINCE THAT DOES NO WRONG-“ Blah blah blah.

Fern, getting sick of this, walked over, pulled him down by his arms into a kiss.

 

It was supposed to catch him off guard to shut him up, but Water Bottle melted into it, wrapping his arms around Fern’s neck. It was only lip to lip, but it was much more enjoyable than any kiss with Hard Candy. She always bit his lips and was so pushy. This was… much, much better.

 

…He only realized what happened until after it was over.

”FUCK YOU, MAN!” Water Bottle exclaimed, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes as his mind raced for ways to make an excuse for this. He almost stormed out, but the storm was still dangerous. They didn’t talk for the rest of the night.

Water Bottle hesitantly opened his Chat History.

 

>Hard Candy? We need to talk.

Kk wat do u want?<

>In person, please.

lmao ur acting weird<

sure bitch<

where at?<

>Coffee? read, 9:34 PM

 

 

 


The ride home was silent. Water Bottle contented himself with watching the water droplets pass down the window.

Chapter 2

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“Party rockers in the-“ Fern sang

”it’s party rock is.” Water Bottle corrected

 

Then they made out