It was a cloudy winter day, or was it summer? The young boy couldn't seem to remember. All that he seemed to know is that it was painful— the love, the heartbreak, the departure. His eyes stung as if he was about to cry. Biting his lip, he slammed the door as he exited his house.
"Damn it! All of it!", he shouted as few teardrops slid down his cheek. The wind, the scent of Earth, it all reminded him of, yes, the lobster. Larry the lobster. He clenched his small fists and ran downhill. Falling to his knees, he wept and cursed the cruel gods.
Let's rewind a bit.
Spring. The sweet-scented breeze flew through Piko's silver hair. His eyes shimmers as his glance met the lobster. Both turning away and blushing, a patterned formed between them. They began to meet more frequently and even got to know each other. The smaller one began to feel a bond, and the lobster didn't think different. That bond was love.
Summer. Sweat dripped down Piko's face. His heart was racing. He let out small yet satisfying moans as the other inserted his love stick up his ass. Thrusting slower to signify the end of the session, Larry whispered "Handjob?"
Piko, hesitant, whispered "C-Clawjob.."
Larry chuckled and sighed, "I think that's enough for you today. I honestly didn't think you'd handle such a thing. You look pretty small compared to me, you know." He laughed a little to himself and got dressed. Piko let out a huff but followed.
Day after day they did the same thing. Stimulating love that would numb a normal human. But, of course, these two weren't human, so there were no concerns. Although this was true, there were rumors spreading, and after a while they did find out. It was no surprised that Piko was upset.
It took a while to find out these rumors were indeed true. Larry the lobster was two-timing with Sandy Cheeks. If the cheating wasn't enough to shock Piko the hetero-ness was. This incredibly shocked the boy. He wasn't just mad— he was sad. He ran away. Larry didn't care much, heck he didn't even glance at him before he left.
And that's where he ended. Alone, cold, and upset. He felt a hand touch his forehead.
"Y' think he's dead?"
It was a girl's voice, and it was familiar. Len kicked Piko in the face. He jumped up and shrieked.
What an asshole.