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Oliver was laying on his bed,mumbling and hugging his dragon plushie, while James tried to get him up. It didn't work, he just kept mumbling, in a frustrated manner, something seemed to bother the boy.
James tried to chirp and make some noise, in order to make Oliver annoyed, and get up, but not even that seemed to work.
The bird seemed would start getting worried , trying his best to cheer up his best friend. Who just kept laying on the bed.
Until..He murmured
" How do i tell him James? How ?"
He asked , in a sober voice
" What if he expells me from home ? What if he tells everyone else? What if.."
His paranoia started taking over , cripping with more and more questions.
James tried to comfort him , but Oliver just let out light sobbing , and hugging his dragon plushie , kissing it. Like someone who seeks comfort with their partner , but this time , the partner in question was a stuffed reptile.
"Shameful..Shameful..Look at you!" His thoughts screamed at his head , as he kept crying , his eye started getting red.
But everything went even worse , but Yohioloid opened the door.
"Oliver , what happened? "
The vampire asked, worried for the well being of his little brother.
Oliver refused to answer , his mind wasn't being coeherent nor straightfoward , everything just seemed to get worse and worse and worse..
Until , Yohioloid noticed something off.
He knows that Oliver doesn't see 'common' expressions of romanticisms as anything romantic , if anything , the only thing he sees as it is the typical 'gross' tongue kissing , and etc.
The stuffed reptile in question seemed like it went through this same things that Oliver affirmed that to him were Romance.
Yohio catched it.
" Oliver.."
He got near the bed , as soon as he got besides it , and took the plushie from his arms.
"EXPLAIN THIS OLLIE."
Oliver got unpleseantly surprised by his brother's action , still with his sober voice , he whined
"Hio , i can explain , i swear i can-"
"YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH A PLUSHIE????"
The vampire slighty snarled , letting out a voice of what seemed like dissapoitment
" I-it..It loves me- I mean! No, i'm not!"
The boy pleaded , trying his best to deny the shameful feeling.
Yohio just let a sigh , and handed the plushie back. He looked at him , in a sense of pity , he said.
" My poor little brother.. Is in love with a inanimate object..."
Oliver would stop looking at Yohioloid , as he went to hug the stuffie. Still whining
" Your next session with your therapist will be this wednesday.Be ready.."
He touched Oliver's shoulder
" This feelings will go away eventually."
He then slowy walked into the door , and closed it.
Oliver just cried
No one to cry to , besides his bird.
What a shameful feeling.
Your nasty boy.