Whipped
by: Startsscribbling12
For Unfortunate Events

"No! No! No!"

"..."

"No! Wait, NO CRACK! EGG CRACK!"

"Olette..."

"YES! I DID IT! I WON!" Olette was sitting on the couch with Hayner playing the Wii. What game were they playing? Cooking Mama, my friends. The two were sitting inside due to the fact that it was raining and Olette actually agreed to do something other than homework.

"Olette, it's not that big of a deal." Hayner said, letting the Wii remote slowly fall out of his hands onto the floor.

"Are you kidding me! You are just jealous that I beat you." Olette proclaimed. She was beaming down on him.

"I let you win, Olette." Hayner ran a hand threw his hair, staring up at Olette. She was standing in front of him, hands on hips.

"No, I won fair and square. Just like I beat you in DDR and Wii Sports Resort." She said, packing up the game console. It wasn't hers. It was Hayner's. He brought it over to see if he could get out of doing homework.

Obviously it worked.

"You only beat me in those because I keep falling. You trip me." Hayner said as a matter of fact.

"No, I beat you."

"Hey, Ollie, tell me something." He stood in front of her, super close to her face. Something that always made Olette blush and he knew it.

"Um, what?"

"How come you rock at Cooking Mama but you fail at cooking in real life?" Olette glared. So much for wanting him to ask something romantic and then kiss her.

Not that Olette wanted that.

"I thought we wouldn't speak of that." She whispered. That topic was off limits.

"You can brag about beating me in every game, I can talk about you burning salad." Hayner announced. Olette blushed.

"That's a topic that's way off limits." Hayner's expression said that he obviously didn't care. He flicked Olette on the nose. "Whatever, let's do our homework." She rolled her eyes and began to drag him to the table.

"Olette no!"

"PUNISHMENT!" Hayner looked like he was about to cry.

"This is horrible."

"Spending time with your girlfriend is horrible?" Olette asked, pulling out folders and pencils.

"Spending time with my girlfriend when she is in one of those moods is horrible." Hayner said, taking a pencil.

"But, I love you! That's why I care about your grade!" Olette exclaimed. Hayner rolled his eyes.

"I love you, too."

Did anyone ever tell Hayner that he was whipped?

I could say that this one shot was my best, but that would be a lie. It's pretty good, not my normal fluff, but I can't imagine Hayner and Olette being that romantic.

I hope it was okay.

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