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Luca Balsa's Stupid Conclusion

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“If Andrew has negative feelings toward me and I have negative feelings toward him.” Luca pauses for a moment before finishing his sentence. “Then isn’t it a positive feeling? Is he in love with me?”

Notes:

I wanna read funny Idv fanfic but you guys love fucking angst or smut so here is a funny fanfic cus you guys seems to be allergic to happiness.

I did not grammar check this shitty fic so read at your own risk. ( ̄(エ) ̄)ノ

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“If Andrew has negative feelings toward me and I have negative feelings toward him.” Luca pauses for a moment before finishing his sentence. “Then isn’t it a positive feeling? Is he in love with me?”

 

A Clank sound engulfed the room as 4 pairs of eyes stared at him in disbelief. “Where the fuck did you get that conclusion from?” Tracy asks, still trying to make it make sense. “Well if you multiply our feelings–”

 

“What do you mean to multiply your feelings?” Wendy commented, confused. 

 

“I do not think that is quite right–” 

 

“Shut up” Luca cuts Charles off. Offended by telling him that he might not be right. He is right. He is always right. It’s just that they do not understand. 

 

“You guys will see. I AM right” The man starts exiting the room with a huff. Confident that his hypothesis is right. Now where is the subject of his hypothesis right now? 

 

Luca strutted through the manor hallways glancing at every room he encountered. While doing so he stumbled upon a red headed weeping clown. “Hey clown have you seen the gravekeeper by any chance?” 

 

“Wouldn’t the gravekeeper be near the graves?” Luca frowned at the clown’s sarcastic remark. “You surely lived up to your name” He stated before turning his back. “And you surely do not” Says the clown poking at his inventor title.

 

Annoyed and offended, Luca finally went to the cemetery where he saw the man who he was looking for. The very man that has negative feelings for him. He was gonna step toward his man however a sudden realization hit him. Flowers. I should get him flowers. Yes it is customary to get the man I love flowers. 

 

He took a sharp turn and ran towards the garden next to the cemetery where he met Emma, the caretaker of the garden. “Hey can you please give me a bouquet of flowers? I wish to give it to a special man” 

 

“Wha-Who? Ok sure” Emma wide eyed quickly scrambled to get some of the most beautiful flowers she has. “Who is it for?” 

 

“Shit you surprised me!” Luca took a step back when Emily pop beside him. “Answer me” Emily demanded as she lean toward the startled man. “It’s for Andrew” 

 

“Andrew?”

 

“Why are you making me repeat myself?”

 

“Mr. Balsa, are you sure that you wish to give flowers to Andrew?”

 

“Yes, As I have stated.”

 

“The VERY Andrew Kreiss who swore up and down that he would skin you alive if you ever step foot near his cemetery?" Emily raised her eyebrow while staring at him skeptically.

 

“When was that?” 

 

“When you nab one of his corpses to use for your project of creating another Frankenstein.”

 

“Oh”

 

“Hmm?”

 

“Then should I give the corpse back to him rather than the flowers?”

 

Luca felt a sting at the back of his head when Emily suddenly hit him. “Are you insane? Giving him a rotten corpse?”

 

“EXACTLY! That’s why I’m here, getting him a bouquet of flowers!”

 

“You—”

 

“Mr. Balsa will this bouquet be to your liking?” Emma cut off showing a small bouquet of vibrant spider flowers.

 

“Thank you Ms. Woods” The annoying man smiled brightly as he gently took the bouquet. 

 

“A religious angry tall man and a small insane inventor. What a funny combination” Emily whispered but Luca did not pay any mind for he is already quickly on his way to his recently beloved.

 

Once he arrived his eyes scanned the area hoping that his beloved was still there. With great luck, a familiar tall albino man was in the back corner and he seems like he is digging up another grave. Luca walked towards him, once he arrived he let out a small cough that startled his intended.

 

“What are you doing here? Get out!” Andrew angrily held his shovel as if he would hit Luca if he took another step. “Woah woah chill my dearest. I know you are eager to see me but we must not make haste. Unless I guess if you wish to.” 

 

“....”

 

“^.^”

 

“ಠ_ಠ”

 

And so an awkward silence ensued. Andrew stared at this man disgustingly. What does he mean by that? “What do you mean dearest? Who are you talking to? Did you perhaps drink another one of Mr. Orpheus's potions? Are you hallucinating right now?”  Luca simply smiled at Andrews' bombardment of questions. He is still holding the flowers and Andrew is still in a defensive position. 

 

“No. I have not drunk anything”

 

“Are you sure?”

 

“Yes, oh and here flowers” Luca presented his vibrant flowers and signaled Andrew to take it. The flowers were the first of its kind that Andrew has ever seen. These flowers look expensive for their vibrant colors, not like the ones atop the graves that he is so used to seeing. Is this another trend where the mourners now give extravagant flowers for the dead? I mean I guess the dead would be joyous to see vibrant flowers as offerings rather than the traditional dull ones.

 

“Whose grave should I put it?”

 

“What do you mean? It's for you”

 

Suddenly Andrew's face turned pale, more paler than his already pale face. What do you mean the flowers are for him? Is he telling Andrew to lay on the grave and prepare for his death?

 

“What do you mean it's for me?”

 

“What do you mean, ‘what do I mean?’”

 

“I mean— hah. You know what give me that. Just so you know I will not die even if you give me these.” Andrew snatched the flowers and stomped away. Leaving with a misunderstanding and a bouquet of vibrant flowers.

 

The inventor smiled stupidly before turning around. “Heh I knew getting him flowers is the right move. Told you guys I AM always right.” He walked back to the lab where the other inventors were waiting for him. Walking back confidently as if it was really the right idea to give flowers to a gravekeeper in a cemetery where it is customary to give flowers to the dead as offering.

 

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Weeks go by and the manor residents have found a new way to entertain themselves. It was watching a stupid egotistical inventor and an angry tall gravekeeper run around the cemetery. 

 

Sometimes the inventor would give letters and flowers to the gravekeeper where the gravekeeper would take it as a threat and would get angry and kick him out. 

 

One time he chased Luca with his shovel, threatening him that he would bury the man alive. Other times it was Luca who was chasing Andrew around trying to recite his cringe but oh so statistically romantic love poem.

 

“Hey Luca don't you think Andrew is running away from you? Why don't you stop?” Tracy called out while trying to fix Bon Bon's circuits. 

 

“Tracy, he is not running away from me. Don't you see? If he continues to run away from me statistically he is running TOWARD me because the earth is round. Seriously, did you not pass third grade?” Luca scoffed as he played with his inventions.

 

Tracy and Bon Bon gave each other a side eye before side eyeing Luca and then simultaneously shaking their heads. “Even a robot doesn't understand your stupid logic” The mechanic whispers before continuing on working with Bon Bon.

 

The end