Why did this happen? It was supposed to be a simple project... well, that's kinda hard to say when you're Stretch. "Ugh! Now I'm gonna have to start all over!" Stretch growled, throwing a piece of graph paper in the trash... well, at least he tried to, considering the fact that it was full of Paper already. "Calculations: wrong! Numbers: wrong! Research: wrong!" Stretch growled, rubbing his face in exasperation.
Papyrus sighed as he listened to the constant complaints from his roommate. Edge walked up to the door, a book in hand and his reading glasses on. "I wouldn't go in there if I were you" Papyrus warned. "And why so?" Edge asked, raising a supposed 'eyebrow' in confusion, refusing to look up from his book. "Stretch is in there throwing a huge fit" Papyrus groaned. Edge looked up suddenly, a look of confusion in his eyes. "He pushed me out, complaining that I would distract him from his work if I stayed... so, now I'm here... listening to him-" "NO! WRONG NUMBERS!" "Do that..." Papyrus sighed.
"Well, what is he doing?" Edge asked. Papyrus shrugged. "I only got a small glimpse of what he was doing, I didn't see it completely... though it looked really complicated... I sure hope he knows what he's doing" Papyrus huffed. "Wait, is that an 8 or a 0?... AAAAHHH!" Stretch roared. Edge chuckled and looked at Papyrus, "Looks like you know now huh?" Edge remarked. Edge grabbed the doorknob, wanting to see how much Stretch was dedicated to his little project. "Open that door and I will throw an attack!" Stretch growled loudly.
Edge looked at Papyrus in surprise at Stretch's remark. "Ugh! I don't know what this means!" Stretch sobbed, pounding his fists onto the desk. Edge chuckled and opened the door, easily avoiding the previously warned attack. 'Huh, I thought he was kidding... must've thought I was Papyrus' Edge thought. "Well, well, well... look who finally decided to grow a pair..." Edge joked. Stretch gasped and looked at Edge. "Edge! I-I I'm so sorry! I didn't-" "Oh calm down you overgrown baby bones" Edge sighed softly, pulling Stretch in for a obviously needed hug. Stretch sighed and looked up at Edge, wanting to apologize one million times. "I didn't mean to..." Stretch whimpered.
Edge giggled softly and nuzzled Stretch. "I know baby... I know..." Edge cooed. Stretch took notice of the hitch in his breath. It had been four years since he and Edge had gotten together. Sure, he'd admit it, the first two and a half years had been rough, but now, the two were extremely close. Stretch was sure that both Red and Blueberry envied either him or Edge. Red because he was seeing a side of his brother he'd longed for, but instead of towards him, it was to another. Blueberry because he could have felt that Edge was taking Stretch away from him.
Stretch huffed, knowing that, somehow, the two had come together in their own relationship, theirs being a bit more tame than Edge and Stretch's, but that didn't mean they didn't do stuff they shouldn't have. From time to time, Stretch could've sworn he'd heard Blueberry moaning from behind the door of the Sans' room. Shuddering at the thought of his brother touching hips with Red, Stretch absentmindedly cuddled closer to Edge sighing in both confusion and frustration.
Edge looked down at Stretch, frowning slightly at the sight of Stretch being under so much stress. First their relationship, then their brothers relationship, and finally, this work. Speaking of which... "What are you working on anyways?" Edge asked, wondering what made Stretch so mad. Stretch sighed and looked up at Edge. "I was working on a puzzle for Sans... it seemed like a good idea at the time, and it was the least I could do, considering the fact that we've both been under stress..." Stretch explained. "And your solution for that was to create more stress for yourself?" Edge asked in pure confusion.
Stretch grunted and began rubbing circles in Edge's scarf. "Yeah I guess... I don't know..." Stretch said. Edge hummed and grabbed Stretch's wrist. "Well maybe you could show me the puzzle and let me work on it" Edge suggested. "Oh no, I couldn't ask you to do that" Stretch whimpered. Edge chuckled and booped Stretch's nose with his own. "Oh c'mon, I work on puzzles and traps all the time, this should be a cinch" Edge said, twirling Stretch around, smiling when Stretch giggled and squeaked when he was pulled back into Edge's arms. "Are you sure? I don't want to put you through too much" Stretch asked.
"You know, you're too nice, did you know that?" Edge asked, picking Stretch up and smiling when Stretch begged to be put down. "Please! Edge, you KNOW I don't like being picked up!" Stretch giggled. Edge let his smile turn into a smirk. "Hmmm, okay" Edge said nonchalantly before plopping both males down onto the bed, Edge on the bottom. Stretch giggled, trying to get comfortable, moving his hips slightly. Edge growled softly and rolled his head back, a huge smile on his face. "Edge, stop, now's not the time for that" Stretch lightly scolded. Edge purred and pulled Stretch closer to him. "Aww, c'mon, it's been so loooong..." Edge whined.
Stretch huffed, Edge was right, it had been a while since they had last made love, two, three weeks maybe. "Well, what's it gonna be? Are you gonna help me, or am I gonna have to help you?" Stretch asked. Edge growled softly, remembering that he'd said he would help Stretch. "Hmmm, you're mean..." Edge huffed. Stretch giggled and rocked his hips up and down. Edge purred and nuzzled his face into Stretch's hoodie. "Hmmm... yeah... pick up the pace..." Edge purred. "Oh no, I am not going to have you constantly trying to get in my pants, you'll have to wait for that, this is just to... lower that want..." Stretch explained. "Well, your plan just backfired... ahhh... I'm gettin' more turned on baby..." Edge softly moaned.
Stretch hummed and gave one last firm rock, making sure that Edge felt his raging boner. "Ahhh..." Edge moaned, obviously pleased. Stretch chuckled and got off of Edge, making sure that the malevolent skeleton was just as turned on as he was. "You... are cruel..." Edge panted. Stretch smiled and moved over to his work. "Well, come help me" Stretch giggled. Edge growled and walked over to Stretch. "You promise that after this we'll make love?" Edge asked impatiently. "If you keep asking me then no" Stretch growled playfully. Edge huffed and looked at the paper that Stretch had in his hands. Edge looked closely and even without his reading glasses could see the clear 'GOTCHA' that was written in big, bold letters.
Edge gasped and looked at Stretch angrily. Edge yanked Stretch out of the chair he'd sat in. "Oh no!" Stretch giggled. Stretch couldn't help but giggle as Edge pulled him closer and bit his neck. "This was a scam... wasn't it?" Edge growled softly. "Maybe... I mean, I wouldn't call it a scam, just my version of a belated anniversary present" Stretch snickered. Edge stopped, realizing that he'd forgotten about their anniversary. Stretch giggled and squealed as Edge picked him up bridal style. "What am I gonna do with you?" Edge asked, still a bit angry. "Well... you could return the favor and give me a present..." Stretch said, pretending to be innocent. "What do you want?" Edge asked, genuinely interested in Stretch's approach to his anger. "You could teach me how to be nasty..." Stretch giggled, reaching his hands around Edge's neck to untie his scarf.
Edge gulped in both surprise and lust at Stretch's want. This was by far the only prank that had actually ended in his pleasure. Making this the best one ever.