Rookie is next! But first, get ready for Gary.
Ok let's face it here. You're a nerd and proud of it. You wore glasses, a ponytail, and wore button up shirts with skirts or jeans. You loved helping Gary the Gadget Guy and did often. Once, you even helped him work on the crab translator. You had been working with him for years, but recently realized that over the years, you ha accumulated a crush on him. Facing the fact, you made sure that you held your head high and didn't embarrass yourself. Even when you tripped over Jet pack Guy's jet pack he was working on and Rookie, who was carrying pies for the Puffle Party tripped on you an the pies landed on your face. You just stood up, wiped yourself off, and went to clean up, smiling the whole time. Everything was going great, until one day, you embarrassed yourself. BIG. TIME.
"(Y/N!" Gary called.
"Yeah, G?" You asked when you got into the Gadget Room.
"I need you to go in that closet, get out the toolbox, and finish bolting the covers down on my new gadget!" He said hurriedly.
"Sure thing." You answered.
"Thank you so much, (Y/N) I'll be back in twenty minutes." He said frantically leaving the room. You did what he told you to and entered the closet. You looked around for a minute in the dark closet and spotted a red tool box. You reached for it. One problem. You were a tad but short. Using a bucket to stand on, you were able to reach the shelf A-ok.
You stood on your tiptoes, but the bucket tipped and you fell, hitting the door that swung in and it closed on you. The lock was on the outside. There was no way out. You were trapped alone in a closet and G wasn't coming back for twenty minutes. Not a problem right? It's not that long. Wrong! Claustrophobia = No fun. The walls seemed to cave in. A bead of sweat rolling down your forehead, you began panicking. Screaming, "Let me out!" you beat on the door as hard as you could.
Soon, running out of breath, not of exaustion, but of fear you sat down on the bucket. You tried you best not to pass out by closing your eyes and pretending you were just sitting on the chair by the desk in your room. Your mother had taught you how to control your panick, but it only worked in some cases. Minutes later, you heard mumbling.
"(Y/N!)" You heard a voice call. "(Y/N)!" They called again. Beating on the door once again, you screamed hoping he could hear you. How could he miss it? He opened the door which swung in and you collapsed into him, crying.
"Woah woah (Y/N)." He said comfortingly rubbing your back as he hugged you. It was easy for him to comfort you because he had a crush on you too. "It's ok." He said. He pulled you away to look at you.
Tears in your eyes and running down your face, you looked at him. "This is so embarrassing." You squeaked.
"Why?" He questioned.
"Because now you know I'm claustrophobic."
"So am I." He smiled.
"You are?"
"Yeah." He answered hugging you again. "I love you."
"What?" You said taking your head off of his shoulder and holding him at half an arm's length.
"If I didn't, could I do this?" He asked kissing you. When you pulled away, you laughed.
"No..." You smiled again and hugged him.
Up next: Rookie!