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One Hell of a Misunderstanding

Summary:

Basically what if in that one quest of kindergarten 2 when kidd gives Felix the love note for Cindy and he thinks that it’s from him and so like what if Kidd just didn’t correct Felix

Notes:

Hiii! I really hope you enjoy this but if you don’t I’m always open to critique in the comments as long as it’s not super mean! Also if you are reading this have a fantastic day (or night)!!!

Also another thing to note is that I don’t update entire chapters at once because I will end up procrastinating and never posting it so instead I update one paragraph every day

Chapter 1: A strange letter

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(Felix POV)

It was an average day or at least as average it could get in this crazy ass school. I mean the morning almost went on without a hitch. That was until I saw that Kidd decided to waltz himself into the “smart class” even though his grades consisted of C’s at best. His curly brown hair bounced as he walked but then I realized he’s not just walking to anyone in this class he’s walking towards me.

As he got closer I could see he was holding something in his hand; it was a white envelope with one of those flimsy heart stickers sealing it together. Unfortunately by the time I put the pieces together he was already right infront of me his glassy dark brown eyes staring into mine. “I have a love letter for you” he said bluntly. that took me by surprise and managed to make me blurt out the first coherent sentence that my brain could create. “oh- while I am quite flattered I must decline” I said without thinking much at all. “Oh. Ok” he responded with and then just as suddenly as Kidd came he left leaving me in confused silence to reflect upon what just happened.

So Kidd just walked in here, professed his love to me, and then just said “ok” when I declined?! Something isn’t adding up. But more importantly why did I decline at all? I mean for logic purposes it would’ve made way more sense if I pushed for more info- I mean that’s totally why I have this feeling about me declining that offer, right?

—lunch—

The lunch was tasteless at best like always. Most of the lunch time I would usually just be half listening to Ted or go on my phone under the table but instead today I’m not doing any of those things. Instead I'm looking around the room quietly observing and thinking like an idiot.

 
The first thing I noticed was of course Kidd. His dark brown eyes met mine for a split second but I quickly look away hiding my face from second hand embarrassment. To my utter dismay Ted decided to rub the two braincells that he has to finally realize something is up and ask about it “uh-um, Felix are you alright? You’re acting a bit funny”. Oh great just what I need right now my annoying brother up my ass about this. 

 

“Leave me alone Ted, I’m thinking which I know you can’t do. But at least give me the silence I need to properly form a thought” I respond dismissively. That should hopefully shut him up for the rest of lunch which should be enough time to think all this over.

I glanced around the room taking in the expressions of a multitude of people. Most people were simply just chatting at their table, Kidd was rushing around doing whatever he does during lunch. But then one person’s expression caught my eye and that person was Cindy. Now usually Cindy would be twirling her hair and talking with her friends but today she was giving me the stink eye. I sigh audibly, in the limited time I had interacted with this girl I have found her to be quite annoying, so it’s possible that I just bumped into her and didn’t say sorry or smth.

I look back down at my plate as I start to think some more. Maybe Kidd was perhaps dared and that’s why he didn’t care. Or maybe he’s really bad at articulating emotions. Why do I kinda hope it’s the second option? I guess we will never know… unless I find out.

-recess- 

I leaned against the cold wall of the school and pondered how I should start with this. I could just ask him straight up? That’s dumb what would I even say “oh hey did you mean that love letter” yea no. Then while looking over by the trampoline the answer clicked. I could ask Carla to help me. It would be perfect she had exactly the information and resources I needed to enact with this investigation. So I carefully tiptoed through the messy playground and towards her.