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Stelle was enjoying her regular gaming session on her bed as usual – today was extra demanding, and she was just happy to be back in her room on the express.
“Oh, I should probably grind for this boss, cus–”
“Ahh!”
A bloodcurdling scream (that rudely cut her off) came from the room down the hall from Stelle’s, and she instantly knew who it was. March 7th, who was probably completely overreacting at something minorly disorienting.
Nevertheless, Stelle was always quick to help her girlfriend, and hopped up from her bed; bat in hand, just in case. The next second, her phone buzzed, the message “HELp” displayed on her screen.
She quickly tapped an autoreply sticker that she didn’t have too much time to look at before running full speed ahead towards her girlfriend's room.
Oh, March, you poor soul, she thought, as she charged into the room to see March standing there like she’d seen a ghost, pointing at something she couldn’t see from where she was standing. The pink haired instantly made puppy dog eyes, running behind her girlfriend for some form of safety from what was apparently the scariest thing in the world.
Stelle took slow, daring steps, turning to see what was there and…
Oh.
A black glob of… something – was squirming in its place just near March’s bedside.
“...You called me here for an insect,” Stelle sighed, “No, a monster!” March interjected, shivering audibly and clenching onto her girlfriend's sleeve like life support, “Crush it, please!” March yelped. Stelle gave her nose a quick pinch, then with all her might lifted her arms and slammed right down on the poor, most likely innocent bug. It’s oozy guts sprayed everywhere, only granted an even greater scream from March. “No! My plushies…!” She got down on her knees and quickly mourned her plushies before quickly realizing she could just wipe it up.
Stelle saw the moment March’s face twisted into disgust at the idea of wiping up bug guts – it was very amusing. “Ew…” She turned around with puppy dog eyes once again, “Stelle, can you pleaasee–” Before she could finish her sentence, Stelle popped down and wiped up all the remnants of the bug. She then stood up, dusted her hands off and puffed her chest out like she was the best girlfriend ever – because she honestly kind of was.
“Yay! I love you!” March squealed, hugging her girlfriend and jumping up and down with her in her arms. “Stay here for a little longer, okay?” March grinned, pulling them both down onto the bed for cuddles.