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010// A Valentine's for Fuel (and later a Kirby)

[Related to the Shenanigans at hand, Bulba ended up cooking some treats for his team (of course), close friends (if you think they'd get them from him, they did), and Kirby of course.]

[But on to the shenanigans. Thank goodness for being early to rise, because the morning was awfully busy getting ready for the rest of the day. Bulba had snuck himself down to the student kitchens, hoping to get at them before others did, since it was silly to think that he'd be the only one endeavoring to make fresh treats that day.

So there he was, leaning against one of the counters with a mixing bowl in the crook of his arm as he stirred away, not really noticing that there may or may not have been some robot lurking under a table.]

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[Fuel may have had a similar train of thought. Although he didn't really have that many friends at the school, he wasn't going to muss making a batch for the friends he did have, not to mention some for Tazmily but mostly Lighter and Angie. Maybe some to just leave around if he was feeling particularly generous, or if there were enough ingredients left over.

He'd always been an early riser, and today he planned to take advantage of it as much as he could, and get into the kitchens before it could be mobbed with people having the exact same idea as him. He wasn't expecting to have been beaten there, but, as far as he was concerned, Bulba was pretty alright. There were certainly worse people to spend time with. So Fuel gave him a smile as he walked in, already beginning to leaf through the cookbook he'd brought.]

Hi, Bulba!

[Bulba glanced up, letting go of the spoon for a moment to give the other boy a friendly wave.] Hey!

[Bahaha he had beat the rush I mean no. He went back to stirring, but he still glanced over at Fuel's cookbook out of curiosity.] It's going to be a busy morning for you too, huh?

[... Oh ow what, it felt like something just stung him on the foot. Bulba glanced uselessly down at his feet, unable to immediately determine what had caused the brief moment of discomfort.]

Yeah, gotta make some stuff to send home, on top of anything for people here.

[He settled on a recipe and set the book down on the counter, and started to gather the supplies he would need.

As luck would have it, as he was reaching up to a cabinet for a bowl, he felt a sting on his shoulder, and forgot all about the bowl, instead turning in place, looking for whatever had stung him.]
Hey, you see anythin'? I think I got stung by a bee or something.

[How pesky.]

Huh? You too? I think something bit my foot.

[He was turning around looking for some sort of buzzing insect to pin the blame on, but the real cause had already slipped victoriously out the kitchen door without detection.

Well there was nothing on the floor and nothing making lazy circles in the air, so Bulba wasn't sure what to make of it.] Must've gotten away...

[He finally stopped his turning around to look at Fuel and oh. Oh hello Fuel. Bulba had never fully noticed how cute you were. Uh. This was kind of sudden. How pink was he. Gosh.] ...You ok?

Guess so. [Well, that was weird. Fuel didn't really pay it too much mind, though. His shoulder wasn't really stinging anymore, it was already mostly out of his mind. He turned his attention back to the cabinet, finally getting that bowl down from its shelf.]

Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm -- [He looked over his shoulder to shoot him a smile, and stopped mid-sentence.
Woah. Had Bulba always looked that good? Fuel had always been pretty confident in his belief that he liked girls, but just looking at Bulba right now was making a pretty good argument saying otherwise. As soon as Fuel realized he was staring, he cleared his throat, and whipped his head back around, trying to find something interesting to look at and hide the flush on his cheeks.]
-- Fine. I'm fine.

Oh, okay. Good.

[That made two of them. Bulba was busying himself with dividing half of his bowl of batter to another smaller bowl that he could toss a bunch of cinnamon red hots into. Not his cup of tea, but when half your team preferred spicy... what was a guy to do? After that he'd just have to grab the pans and... Oh, where were the pans?

Still tucked away in the cabinet in front of Fuel's knees. Bulba chewed the inside of his lip and sort of made his way closer.]

Sorry, uh, can I just... [No, stop staring, bad Bulba.] ... grab some baking dishes...? [Awkward pointing was a go.]

Yeah! Sure. [He didn't look back at him, for fear of getting caught staring again, but stepped away hurriedly, going back to the cookbook on the counter. Fuel read over the ingredients again, and hesitated. These ones were his favorite, and he knew Lighter would like them, and Angie would like them, but... he looked at Bulba out of the corner of his eye. Would he like them? Sure, he'd planned on giving some to him anyways, but... Well, might as well ask.]

Hey, Bulba? What kinda cookies do you like? 'Cause I... um. I dunno what I really wanna make, so... If there's something you like, then... um.

[Yeeah master of excuses.]

[AHA there were the pans he was looking for. He grabbed them and paused. Fuel was asking what kind of cookies he liked. For some reason this seemed like a very important question and he kept his head hidden in the cabinet for a moment just because his face had gone even redder.] Oh, uh...

[Actually this was a really hard question now that he was thinking about it. He rocked back on his heels as he took the pans back to his bowls, obviously giving it a lot of thought.]

...Any... I guess? [He gave an embarrassed laugh.] I'll eat any of them, I've got a big sweet tooth.

[Well, that made things a lot simpler. Fuel nodded, reading through the list of ingredients one more time before setting about gathering them. He was just going to. have to make a big batch of nut cookies.]

That's good.

[Somewhere in the back of his mind, there was a little voice reminding him that these were for Angie. Bulba was cool and all, and yeah he had started looking really nice but it wasn't the same. Most of his mind, though, was not in agreement, and it was this part of him that had him stealing glances at him out of the corner of his eye as he worked, and had him searching for conversation topics, though he would normally have been content to work in silence.]

You got any plans? Y'know, for Valentines.

[Similarly, the batch of regular brownies that Bulba was scooping into one of the dishes was meant for Green and Kirby. A bowl of your standard chocolate chip cookie dough was chilling in the fridge for everyone else (it was the one thing he had managed to get done the night before). But at the same time, he was finding himself wondering if maybe Fuel liked brownies. Or if he'd like any. Or if there was anything else he could suddenly do to make them a bit more special in the off chance that he did like brownies. Extra chocolate chips?? Welp. Just gonna stick them in the oven.

...Oh... Valentines plans...]

I was going to catch some lunch with Kirby and we were probably going to hang out for a while.

[It sounded like just a regular few hours with a friend, really. A creeping sense of guilt was tickling at the back of his mind, but he wasn't registering it. Bulba glanced over at him, looking rather fascinated over what he was doing.]

... What about you?

I dunno. [He shrugged.] Figure I was just gonna send these out an' go back to my room. Doesn't really need to be anythin' other than a normal day.

[Any other day, Fuel would have been perfectly happy with that. He knew that. But now, it had him giving Bulba what he hoped was a subtle and not too wistful(Not that Fuel knew what that word means) look, and had his voice taking a slightly upset tone. Yeah, it was just a normal day for him, and yesterday, he was content to let that rest. Now, though, the only thing he could think about was wanting to spend it with Bulba.

Love was a funny thing.]

[As someone who had made that exact same look a number of times, Bulba thought it was pretty safe to say that Fuel was making The Look and that his heart should be hammering appropriately. Ah, there it went. Nevermind the fact that he should have been looking forward to a very lovely day with someone he was actually involved with, right now he was occupied with the tragedy that was Fuel shutting himself away in his room. Alone. Without Ivysaur companionship. Tragic.]

Well... [Fiddle fiddle with a spoon.] ... If you're not planning on doing anything later... [FIDDLE FIDDLE.] Maybe you'd like to do something this evening? Or earlier... or...

[Wow the refrigerator sure looked interesting take a look at that.]

[Yeah man these inanimate objects were just fascinating today. This cookie dough, in particular, had Fuel's full attention at the moment, and he was grinning at it as if it had just announced that he'd won the lottery.]

Uh... Yeah! Yeah, okay. [He nodded decisively.] When's good for you?

[OH WHOA THAT WORKED.]

Maybe sometime around 5? 4? Whenever.

[RIGHT NOW. Oh god he's practically radiating sparkles.]

Four or five sounds good.

[fidget fidget.]

Um. Unless you wanna hang out earlier or somethin'... I mean, I'm not really doin' anything.

[As much as his most of him was going "LET'S JUST GO NOW," there was still the much quieter, more rational loyal side of him reminding him of his previous obligations.]

Four for sure. [Fidget.]

But if... I'm not busy earlier... I can totally drop by?

[Fuel really did just want to say 'Let's go now', and, unlike Bulba, there was no loyalty telling him otherwise. There was just the fact that Bulba didn't seem to want to hang out right away, and that was enough.]

Great! I can't wait.

[Today's Valentine's Day! Kirby got a box of chocolates for Bulba with whatever money he had saved up! He's hopping down the hallway towards wherever Bulba was at the time.]

[Bulba was. Around. Some place. SOME PLACE CONVENIENT probably waiting for Kirby because they did have plans. He wasn't that much of a dick even if he was kind of preoccupied and staring wistfully off someplace. BUT LOOK he totally had a cute box sitting next to him that smelled pretty good.]

[When he saw Bulba sitting, Kirby's face lit up into a bright smile. He rushed over to where Bulba was and gave him a hug.]

Hi Bulba, poyo!

[The hug and smile were returned, though the method was subtly different from what it could have been had his thoughts had been more firmly his own.]

Hey Kirby. How's your day been?

[Kirby notices something that is off, but he can't really put his finger exactly what...]

It's been really good poyo! [Smile smile. Oh right, before he forgets and eats them all.]

Happy Valentine's Day, poyo! [He hands his gift out to Bulba.]

[It's kind of like being FRIENDZONED but really what is the difference when they hugged all the time as friends anyway pff.

But oh look a gift! Bulba happily takes it and suddenly starts wondering if Fuel would get anything or oh gosh maybe he should get something for Fuel or were the cookies and brownies enough and siiigh.]

Thank you! [And here is his box. For you.] I hope they're alright. I don't think they're anywhere near as good as what Fuel was making.

[SIIGH.]

[Kirby happily takes the box. OH MAN GIFT FROM BULBA YEAYYYY] Poyo! Anything made by you is really good poyo!

[And then he hears the sigh. Kirby makes a concerned look.] Poyo? Are you okay poyo?

[IT IS FULL OF BROWNIES AND COOKIES that were mostly made from the heart.]

Hmm? Oh, yeah! [Just looking weirdly wistful and distracted.] Yeah, I'm okay. Just thinking I guess.

[WHAT mostly awwww. Also curious Kirby is curious.]

Thinking poyo? About what?

[HEY THEY WERE TOTALLY MADE WITH THE HEART up until sticking them in the oven.]

Nut cookies... figuring out things to do... things... [Bulba that is not very informative.] Do you think the names Lighter and Fuel are some kind of cosmic pun?

Figuring what to do poyo? [Why is Bulba being so weird.]

Lighter and Fuel poyo? I guess so poyo? [Scratching his head.]

[Just nonchalantly talking without really considering the words coming out of his mouth is probably the worst thing to do. Such is the way of not being aware of one's self.]

Yeaah, Fuel was just going to tuck himself away in his room today and that's no good. Hmmm.

Fuel poyo? [He tilts his head. He never really hung out with Fuel before...Nor did Bulba, as long as he could remember.]

Poyo, I guess that's not good poyo...

Yeah...

[And then he just. Kept going on about him. He didn't really mean to, but the other boy just happened to be the only thing that was really on the brain so blah blah blah Fuel blah blah Fuel blah etc. It was all that was coming out. And he kind of... had that look that he got a lot when he was with Kirby. Funny, that.]

[Kirby sits and listens to most of the part... Getting irritated as time went on.]

It sounds like you want to be with Fuel more than me poyo.

[Blink.] Huh? Oh...

[He thinks about this and isn't really able to refute that.]

Maybe.

[THIS IS LIKE SOME CRAZY REVELATION. Of dickishness.]

[Welp.]

...Then why don't you spend the day with him? Better to spend it with who you want to spend it, right poyo?

[He gives a smile...or at least he tries to. THE SADDEST SMILE.]

[KIRBY YOU ARE TEARING HIM APAAAART. Or you would be. Will be, when he remembers this in the morning.

Right now he's just. Not. Getting. It. Cue the unintentionally painful derpy grin.]

I guess so. I mean if you're okay with it.

[Because there's a totally a reason he's there with him right now It's just. Ggggggnngihfd.]

[KIRBY IS NOT OKAY. But he can't do anything at the moment except be angry and throw a fit, was there?]

I'm okay poyo. I'm going to the cafeteria soon anyways. Have a nice Valentine's Day poyo.

[Oh. That came out kind of nasty. Kirby gave a small cough as he walked off.]

[And that was how Bulba screwed up everything in a matter of 20 minutes or less.]

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MEANWHILE, IN TAZMILY

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[Later, after Bulba's cupided but not yet for Kirby.]

[Bawwwhawww]

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MY HEART BREAKS WITH EACH TAG

BAWWWW

HNNGH

JUST REMEMBER it will end in happiness

WILL IT REALLY

UNLESS YOU'RE A DICK

8'| how about just right now.

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gnngnnnnn

hhhhhhh

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