"Hey Parappa, wanna have a sleepover?"
"Sure, just let me ask my dad first."
Parappa texted his dad asking if he could go spend the night over at Matt's house, his dad said yes. The rapping dog told his friend that his dad said yes and they both walked over to the school bus. There was cups and plastic all over the bus floor and Matt got irritated over this since he had a small case of OCD, but he tried his best to ignore it. A couple of minutes passed, Matt and Parappa are now at the house. They both walked inside and went up the stairs to Matt's bedroom where they sat their bookbags down at.
"Hey, do you wanna drink?" The taller blonde dog asked.
"Sure, what drinks d'ya have?"
"Hmm... We have sodas and some orange juice."
"I'll have some orange juice."
"Alrighty, be right back!"
Parappa sat on Matt's bed swinging his legs back and forth over the edge, Matt elbowed the cracked bedroom door open and threw Parappa his juice box full of orange juice.
"I have some video games, wanna play em'?"
"Sure, what console is it?"
"It's a PS2, I know they're old but still my favorite. My parents won't let me buy a new one so I'm stuck with this old thing."
"It's alright, PS2's my favorite as well."
Matt got out a spare emerald controller and handed it to Parappa. The controller was a bit dusty, looks like it hadn't been used in a while. Matt turned on his PS2 and his TV, then they started to play Ape Escape 2 for a good 50 minutes until they got bored as hell. Both of the dogs let out a loud yawn and stretched their arms out into the air at the same time. Matt fell back onto his bed and shut his eyes half way while Parappa tried to stay awake.
It was 9:22 PM in Parappa Town.
"I'm tired, where am I gonna sleep?"
"Hm.. You could sleep on the couch in the living room if you want to."
"Alright, sure. Cya in the morning Matt!"
"G'night Parappa."
Matt sat up and crawled under his cottony, grey covers as he watched Parappa walk out his bedroom door. A couple of hours pass and it's become midnight.
Parappa layed there on the couch with his eyes bloodshot and red from staying awake for too long. He couldn't sleep on the couch and was afraid of the dark. No one knew this except for his dad and sister, which usually comfort him. The rapping dog kept twisting and turning until he just gave up on trying to sleep. He wasn't that kind of person to give up, but it was just sleeping, they're other ways to fix this kind of problem. Parappa got up and tip-toed upstairs to Matt's bedroom. He creaked the door open slightly and walked over to Matt where he tapped him gently on the shoulder for no response. He tapped harder and Matt opened his eyes slowly to see another dog standing in front of him.
"Matt, I can't sleep... Can I sleep with you?"
"Uh... Sure.."
"Thanks."
Parappa walked over to the other side of the bed and slipped under the covers. He switched sides on his back and felt comfortable in Matt's bed, until he noticed Matt's right arm slide on top of his chest. He was snoring quietly and legs curled up a bit, Parappa grew an awkward expression on his face as he begin to move Matt's arm, but to no avail. He grabbed Matt's arm gently and started to move it over to his other side, until he noticed that he was on top of Matt. Parappa heard the snoring stop and some quiet groans were heard in his ears as he looked down at Matt. His eyes started to open and then noticed Parappa was on top of him so his face flushed into a dark shade of redness, thinking he was doing something else.
"I-I swear Matt this isn't what it looks like. I was just moving your arm and thi-"
"Uh, It's okay.. I um... I know."
"A-Alright.. I'm so so so SOOO sorry.."
"It's okay..."
"You can get off of me now.."
"Parappa, I said you can get o-"
"B-But I don't wanna get off.."
"Wh-what do you m-mean...?!"
"It's cozy right here.."
"What's that supposed t-to mean?"
"Can I sleep here?"
"I guess..."
"Sorry if I'm weird, It's just that your fur is so warm and fluffy and I had a hard time sleeping on the couch."
"I can clearly see that, and don't worry, you're not weird. Good night Parappa."
"G'night Matt."
Parappa took off his orange beanie and rested his head onto Matt's chest. Matt wrapped his arms around Parappa's back and started to snuggle a bit.
Parappa grew a small pale red blush on his face when he felt the taller dog's arms wrap around his back. 2 hours pass and It's now 2:30 AM. Parappa wakes up and is in shock of what position him and Matt were in. The rapping dog thought to himself: "Oh god.. Oh dear god..." Parappa was rolled off of Matt's stomach, laying beside him. His face was towards the wall and Matt's forehead was snuggled up to the back of the rapping dog's neck. His hand was in Parappa's pants, on his boxers, and where his... you know what was. Parappa couldn't stop blushing or noticing where Matt's hand was, but he was trying to let it slide, in other words, ignore it. But it just didn't seem to budge. Parappa's squirming and groans made Matt wake up, the first thing to notice was where his hand was. A couple of seconds later he stopped squirming and stayed silent, Matt just layed there with his eyes shot open in complete and total shock. Matt wasn't even sure what to do, so he didn't move it. He couldn't blame himself for not moving his hand, it just felt comfy.
He fell back asleep but had a nightmare which caused him to squirm his legs around and squeeze stuff with his hands a bit, but he couldn't really move his hand from the nightmare, which it got locked in Parappa's pants, meaning he was squeezing Parappa's crotch.
Parappa gripped the sheets slightly as he felt squeezes being triggered on his crotch from Matt. The taller blonde dog was woken up from a loud groan that came out of Parappa's mouth. He then noticed what was going on, making his face flush into red.
"P-Parappa..?"
"Nnngh.. Y-Yeah?"
"I uh... um.. I didn't mean to p-put my hand th-there.."
"Don't move it."
"Wh-what..?"
"Dont move it..."
"I... Okay.."
"Go back to sleep Matt.."
"A-Alright... G'night again.. Parappa."
"You too."
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