Hey.

Just a little Flippy X Flaky story I whooped up.

Rated M for gruesome language, possible sex references, and all the Rated M stuff required.

I don't own happy tree friends and their characters.


"Go away…" I said as I avoided the green fox beside me.

"… Forget him flaky… He's already dead…" He said, tapping my shoulder.

"I… I know but…"

"But what? What?"

"I just can't forget him…" I said as I sighed.

"Okay… Just tell me when you feel better, okay?"

Then he left.

He just left me here without even comforting me with this… memory. It's been a long time since the accident happened, and I still can't believe he's not there beside me… I still can't believe that the one I truly love was gone in my arms forever… I never believed he was gone… I could still feel him whisper in my ear… I'll always be with you… But… he's gone…


Two years back…

"Be careful flaky. Be sure you get to your parent's house safe and sound."

"I will Flippy."

"We are outside the town… So… please be careful. Remember that I'll always be with you."

I gently kissed him and smiled.

"Yes, I'll be okay."

I walked towards the other side of the street, but I never knew what fate could bring me…

"Flaky… FLAKY!"

I saw the truck rushing fast towards me. I saw the lights flash before my eyes. I let out a scream on thinking that this would be the last time I'll be ever to see the daylight again. But he… he…

"FLIPPY, NO!"

He pushed me.

He pushed me away so that he would risk his life for me.

I never wanted it to be this way… No… Not him… Why couldn't it been me? Why did he have to push me away? Why?

I cried my heart out when I heard the crash.

I remembered his last words… That he'd always be with me… But… how? He's gone forever… Gone… Gone?

No… No he can't be… He mustn't… I never accepted that he's dead… Never…

But, I saw it with my own eyes… Could I have been imagining it? No… This is real…

I ran to him. He's covered in blood… Body parts smashed, separated, and tore into shreds… I refrained myself from vomiting, but, this is just too much. I ran away back to the town, crying.


I sighed.

"Maybe it's time to forget him."

I walked to my house, and saw a bouquet of roses on my doorstep.

"Huh?"

I picked it up, and saw a letter attached to it. I looked at it and it read:

Dear Flaky,

It's been a long time, now has it?

I'm sorry for not writing to you for a long time.

Are you okay? Did you get hurt or anything?

Don't worry, I'll be coming back home soon.

Hugs and kisses,

Flippy

My eyes got wider as I read the final print.

"No… no it can't be…"

My hands and feet trembled. I tried to shrug it off, but the thought haunted me forever. How could he have written this letter? He WAS dead… Was? I gulped. I went inside my house and decided to sleep. Maybe I'm just tired. Maybe I'm just hallucinating from too much stress… but no…

I heard the door creak, and my ears twitched to the sound.

"W-who's there?"

No answer.

I thought it was just my imagination.

But I saw a dark bear silhouette that's leaning against the wall. My eyes got wider as it approached me, revealing its identity.

"So, we meet again. Did you like the gift I gave you?"

I stared at him. I stared at his sick yellow-green eyes.

"…Evil?"

"It's good you still recognize me…"

He crept up to me, biting my ear.

"H-how did you… I thought you were…"

He smacked his fist on the wall.

"…It's a mystery, now is it?" He glared.

I stood there, speechless. It's impossible… No, it can't be… He waited for an answer. I can't open my mouth. I just can't. He moved away. How I wanted his arms back around me…

"Evil… W-where's Flippy?"

"…I can't answer that. Since the accident, he's gone… Now, isn't it a good thing I'm separated from him?" He chuckled darkly.

S-separated? So what he meant was that he's actually removed from his body? How? Why? I doubt it. But I heard it from him. HIM. Could I be dreaming?

"I have to go now, love…"

I stared at him. "Why? Where?"

All I heard was his fading silhouette, as his laugh disappeared slowly into the pitch black darkness of the night. Sweat drops from my forehead. I lay down on the bed, still wondering. It couldn't be him. I decided to just forget about it. It's impossible for him to get back from the dead now, huh? So I started to snooze off.


A phone rings along with the distant figure by the alley.

"Yeah…?"

A dark voice replied back.

"He's been found alive…"

The figure dropped the phone on the ground.

"Impossible…"

It stepped out from the darkness. It revealed the green bear from the accident that happened two years ago. The army bear, Flippy.


How'd you like the first chapter?

I'm gonna need OC's for this one. It's going to be a long story…

RR, No Flames.

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