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“Mi amor, won’t you come and help me build my base?” Flowtives jokingly flirted, asking the swordmaster like a clingy girlfriend.
Sharpness couldn’t help but show a disgusted but joking face, “I am not your amor, bro,” He shot back, but still walked his way towards the scaffolding of Flow’s base.
Amidst all their jokings as Flow kept flirting, He spotted something.. Purple behind a tree not too far from them.
“Hey.. Sharpness,” His sarcastic voice dropped to a tone washed over with fear. The swordmaster only hummed, looking at Flow and to where he was looking at.
There, he saw it, a familiar purple ear just sneaking behind a tree. ‘Is he spying on me?’ Sharpness pondered, grinning at the thought, ‘Cute..’ The blond decided not to mention the bunny’s existence and tried diverting the latter’s attention away.
“Flow, make smooth stone for the, uh, roof,” Sharpness quickly said as Flow followed his instructions, not even daring to make a conversation of who was stalking them.
Sharpness took a few glances back at the tree, locking eyes with a certain trapper’s glowing crimson eyes, as he saw Judelow’s ears perking up in surprise, hiding back behind the tree.
The swordmaster only giggled softly, to which got Flow’s attention, “You going crazy? You’re giggling with no one, amor,” Flow sarcastically pointed out with that nickname again.
“Not my name, hat boy,” The blond scoffed, getting back to work as he saw the trapper’s eyes narrowing, as if trying to plan something.
“Mi amor, mi amor..” The rabbit mocked, running away from the two as he only has ten seconds to spare on his invisibility. “I should build an exclusive trap just for Flowy,” Judelow said in singsong, already gathering materials for the perfect trap he needs.
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Sharpness and Flowtives had now separated after a few hours of working with the base. Flowtives was now out to get a few more materials before heading out for the day. He scrambles his way to get some logs, stumbling over some rocks as he feels something off.
A string suddenly got stuck in a loop around his feet, and just as he was about to get it out of his feet, the grass below him opened up, uncovering a hole deep underground just enough for him to survive, trapped with armor stands.
“What the fuc– Jude?!” Flowtives screamed as the pain of the harming potions splashed in front of him, the armor stands blocking his way. He closed his eyes, hoping for the best case scenario.
A playful, mischievous voice catches his attention. “Having fun, mi amor?” Judelow playfully asked, hitting a crit on Flow before letting him live to have a talk.
“Just kill me, dude..” Flow gave up as he crouched down as a sign of surrender. Judelow giggled at the sight. “Don’t call him your amor again, Flowtives,” The trapper confidently said.
“Or what?” The brown-haired snapped back, trying to make out if Judelow was jealous of this or not.
“Or else I’l just keep trapping you, over and over, and over, until you get sick of it, easy.” Judelow fought back, his tone remaining calm yet Flow could feel an ominous tone lingering through the latter’s voice.
Flowtives smirked, but his smug expression quickly erased, he wanted to add fuel to the fire, but he’d literally be in D-tier if he gave up all his strength on getting trapped.
"My amor, bro." Judelow emphasised, quickly taking off an armor stand that was blocking their way of eye contact, brows furrowed, glaring at Flowtives with crimson eyes that could probably scare the brown-haired to death. Just as the brown-haired thought about his future in rankings, he got interrupted by a sword swinging across his legs.
“Wai-”
Flowtives was slain by Judelow
_Tai: LMAOOOOOOOOO
FlankeVEVO: ON THE FIRST DAY IS INSANEEEEE
conexion: L thats y judey is better tgan u
Flowtives: SSSSSSHUT UUUUUUUPPPPPPPP
conexion whispers to you: when u coming back? :(
You whisper to conexion: less tahn ten minutes, sharpy
conexion whispers to you: okoko be saef come back sooner
You whisper to conexion: i will
Judelow smirked at his communicator, looking at Sharpness’ message as he put it back away. “Only a few material collectings left and I’m home!” Judelow smiled at the thought, motivating himself.
It had already been past the time Judelow promised Sharpness he would come back, to which he panicked and spammed his fireworks to boost his flight. As he finally saw the familiar wood planks under him, he panted and went down the stairs, coming home to a very clingy Sharpness.
“Sharpy? I’m home,” Judelow called out, his ears perking to find a noise from the latter. Sharpness stood up from their shared bed and hugged Judelow, his arms wrapping around the trapper’s waist.
“Woah, what’s with the sudden hug?” Judelow asked, hugging back the blond. “Missed you..” The blond murmured as he buried his face on the trapper’s neck.
“Also, I found out what happened between you and Flow,” The blond said, wanting to go to that direction of conversation now. Judelow giggled nervously, his ears slowly leaning back, not knowing if Sharpness was going to scold him for it.
The trapper pulled from the hug slowly, examining the blond’s face. “So you’ve heard…” Judelow murmured, his face flushing crimson, not knowing what to do but ignoring eye contact.
“I like it,” Sharpness suddenly said, grinning at the trapper, who looked like a rabbit getting caught hiding by a predator. Judelow looked at Sharpness, his ears, now, again perching up from what he’d heard.
“What?”
“I said I like it.”
“Uh, elaborate???”
Sharpness giggled at the latter who was confused out of his mind. “I don’t know.. I liked how you were jealous of Flow calling me his amor,” Sharpness says as he slides his arms around the trapper’s waist, their bodies closer together.
“And also how you threatened him,” he added, giggling softly, showering Judelow with small and quick kisses around his face. The trapper said nothing and only melted into the blond’s kiss, his stomach filled with butterflies.
Judelow was genuinely trying not to scream around and panic by what he just heard. “Well, you have to reward me now for that,” The rabbit said, kissing the swordmaster’s cheeks then his lips.
The blond only chuckled and lifted the rabbit up, moving to their bed as he placed the trapper down gently. “Cuddles?” Sharpness asked, already petting Judelow’s ears. The rabbit only hummed, leaning his body more closer to the swordmaster.
As the two let the silence take over them, Judelow had gone fast asleep, off to dreamland. Sharpness, however, still didn’t feel an ounce of drowsiness. He didn’t mind that he can’t sleep, after all, he had a bunny to look out for.
Just as Sharpness closed his eyes, he heard footsteps from the staircase. He didn’t move an inch so as to not wake the rabbit up, but did keep his guard up.
“Jude? Came here to apologize,” A familiar voice echoed through the stairs and hallway. “Fuck is that hat boy doing here?” Sharpness thought, holding the bunny closer to him.
As Flowtives went down the stairs, in the corner of his eyes, he saw two very familiar figures, sharing the same bed. He turned to their direction, and smiled nervously.
He wanted to utter a word, but through the swordmaster’s olive eyes, he could see that it was a threat— a warning.
“Hey, amo-“ Getting interrupted by the swordmaster, “Call me that once more and I’ll push a lever that could genuinely drop you into the void.” The blond threatened, his eyes narrowing.
“Okay, fine! Chill out on me, you two,” Flowtives scrambled, trying to straighten himself to apologize. “I just wanted to say sorry for callin’ ya amor,” The brown haired said, “And I swear I won’t do it again,” He added quickly, saying his goodbye to the swordmaster and swiftly going up the stairs, who didn’t get to utter a word.
“Whatever the hell makes everything peaceful, I guess.” Sharpness thought, leaning his head back against the trapper, sneaking in a kiss on his forehead as he snuggles his face back on the rabbit’s hair as he closed his eyes, letting the drowsiness take over the blond.
"He really gets THAT annoyed when our time gets interrupted, huh?" Judelow thought, he had woken up right as Flowtives got to their base, not uttering a word to the latter and slid deeper under his touch.
"Yeah, I love this princess."