Her body refused to move a muscle as the scene before her sunk in. Giggles wouldn't cheat, she's a nice, thoughtful, cheerful, and supportive person...she isn't a liar...

She wanted to rush to her and make her explain but her legs felt like stone. Cuddles crossed her mind, he didn't deserve this. She tried to carry the anchor of the truth but it bringing her to the ground.

"Are you sure this the right place?"

Hearing Splendid breathed as he pulled away from the kiss. Giggles frown a bit, but she kept him close. Flaky started to wonder how long has this relationship have been going.

"Is that what your worried about? It's okay, everyone should be at home...just focus on me..."

They soon return to their passionate kiss, and ignored the world around them. They weren't aware of her presence yet, this was dangerous for Flaky to be seeing this. If Splendid were to catch her spying, what would he do? She held her shaking breath, creeped away from the forest line, and back onto the concrete. It disgusted her to see Giggles so calm, and actually enjoying herself. It was wrong.

Flaky didn't realize her legs were desperately carrying her away to safety, her eyes filled with tears. She can't understand why her chest ached, and felt like it was sinking.

( why...why? Giggles...)

She weeped bitterly, not even sure if she was crying for Giggles or Cuddles. Flaky was yet to notice the heavy clouds of smoke emerging. She stopped in her tracks to stare, then her blood ran cold. Without a second thought, she sprinted towards her house. Begging, wishing, and praying it wasn't so. She felt as The only place she felt welcomed was dead. Gone even. Up ahead Flaky witnessed fire trucks in front of her home. She tripped over nothing to fell harshly to her knees, and gazed upon the house lit up like a torch. The walls and roof were jet black, fire danced around the ruined house.

Her heart stopped and her whole being fell into darkness. Everything was being turned into ashes, flames scourging and destroying her home. She didn't pay any attention to the firemen who were trying to save her house but all hope was lost. Not even the powerful water hose could save it in time. What was happening? This isn't what she wanted. It wasn't the change she was looking for.

Her body went limp at a calm hand that firmly but carefully gripped her shoulder. Flaky tears streamed down her red cheeks as her teeth clenched together. Her eyes felt heavy as her vision was blurry, and state of mind went hazy. Why did it have to be today?

She finally let out a blood curdling scream that filled the red sky. Her upper body gave in, then let herself collapse, in hopes it was a dream...

...

Everything was still, silence was ready to be broken as Flaky stirred in her sleep. She peered through her closed eye lids only to see an alarm clock. It showed the time in bright numbers, 12:00. Her eyes shot open in realization that she was late for school, and abruptly sat up. But she paused at the sight of her covers which weren't hers. Her blankets had warm color of pink, and the air around her didn't put a safe feeling in her lungs. Flaky dared to gaze upwards, she knew this wasn't her bedroom. It was never organized, nor did it have a bathroom. She was absolutely puzzled, lost in an unknown room.

"This isn't..."

She muttered under her breath that was starting to sound labored. This room's walls were decorated with posters, and had a wide window that viewed the forest. Flaky took a look under the blanket to see that she still had the clothes she wore yesterday..or today? What day was it?

Gathering up the courage, Flaky jumped out of the strangers bed. She was gravely worried that she was kidnapped by someone. Well, it saved her the trouble of finding some where to sleep...the memory of her home being burned down came crawling back. Flaky bit her bottom lip in despair. But tried focusing on where she was at the moment. Upon slowly exiting the bed room, she walked to a short hall way that lead to stairs. Her footsteps were quiet as she stepped down. The front door was facing her once she got to the last step, but she kept investigating the house. To her left was the living room which was lively. Who ever this house belonged to must be wealthy. There were beautiful vases, painting, large screen tv, and other pricy furniture. The couch wasn't facing her way, and she continues toward the kitchen on the right.

"Wow..."

She whispered breathlessly in amuse. A low grumble made her heart beat against her chest. Flaky realized someone was sleeping on the couch, she didn't know what to do. She can't just leave without thanking the stranger who took her in, but what if it was the kidnapper?

( I need to see who it is...)

With using her tippy toes, she leaned toward to glance over. Flaky yelped quietly at the sight of a sleeping Flippy. He was the last person she wanted to see...well first...okay maybe both. But why did it have to be him?! Flaky was clearly over reacting, she spent the night in a boys house?!

"Does that mean I lost my virginity?!"

Flaky cried in a harsh whisper. Her hands clenched the side of her head in misery. She can't decided if she should awake him up or just leave and live homeless. (Which wasn't an option). after finally taking a moment to calm down, her eyes fell on the sleeping man. She had a perfect view of him, the way the morning sun from the window casted a line of light on his peaceful face made him look like an angel. But she couldn't see his eyes, his green locks covered it like curtain.

Her hands found itself advancing towards him. Her fingers hovered over his cheek, then lightly brush his hair to side and revealed his closed eyes. Flaky stared at his sleeping figure in a daze.

Before she could retreat, he suddenly grabbed hold of her tiny wrist. The hairs on the back of her neck stand as she felt the warmth of his palm. Her gaze went back to still figure that refused to let go of her. She feared that he somehow woke him up, it caused her to experimentally tug back before she started to panic. Soon after a few failed movements to escape, she was convinced he was awake.

"I-I'm s-s-sorry! I didn't mean to...um..Flippy?"

She question in a shaken voice as he stayed quiet. Flaky dared to inspect closer towards the green haired man. Her heart beat didn't slow down but quicken. His frightening grip wasn't a threat no longer as Flaky was thankful that he still slept soundly. But she had another problem to deal with now. How was she going to loosen his grip?

Flaky tugged with caution, but gained nothing. The least thing she wanted was to wake the sleeping man. Tension grew swiftly in her chest as he stirred in his sleep. His fingers clawed into her skin, which made her flinch at the sudden pain. His grip seemed to grow more violate.

Flippy groans struck fear in Flaky, and served as a warning. She attempted to pull away as her final move to free herself but the next she felt was...uncomfortable warmth. Her body froze in place, and as for the heart beats like crazy.

(...I'm going to die...!)

Flippy lashed out his arms around her slim figure and pressed her close to his body like a favorite toy. Flaky whole being went up in flames, her stomach felt tingly. She was utterly confused, and not to mention scared. As his arms tighten around her waist the more panicked she grew. She began to play for her life as if she knew this won't end well.

"Please~! Don't struggle me..!"

She whispered loudly with tears forming in her eyes. Flaky wiggled to slip through his grip but he held on tight. His heart beat could be heard right in her ear which made her body shiver uncomfortably. She soon wonder how long before this will kill her. The only way to solve this is to wake Flippy up.

"...uhh...m-mister...s-soldier?"

Flaky hopes being kind as possible wouldn't anger him. But there was no way her small voice could wake the man. Her hands squeezed out from under his arm, and she gingerly tap his cheek. He didn't flinch at all, but something seemed off. The shy girl could see his uneasy frown, and squeezed shut eyes.

(Is he having a bad dream...?)

That explained his grip on her gradually getting tighter. Without her realizing it, she found her free hand automatically rubbed his head in a comforting manner. Flaky heart beats away as she witness the more peaceful smile growing on Flippy's sleepy face. She felt relaxed yet joyed to see him happy. This little moment was soon broken as an abrupt knocking came from the front door.

Her heart sank as it reminded her of the situation she was in. An optimistic voice hollered behind the wooden door. At this point, Flaky spring into action as she reeled back from the sleeping man. She wasn't planning to stay here, she felt too exposed. Suddenly, he let go of her unexpectedly which she wasn't ready for. Flaky tumbled off the couch, and wasted no time to simply crawl away like a frighten cat she is. She heard him yawn, and knew he's waking up in a matter of seconds. Once her feet were on the hard-wood floor, and hands returned to her side; flaky made a dash for a hiding place.

Flippy's POV-

He awoke lazily in a daze, the knocking at the door never lost its rhythm as it continued. Flippy was surprised to be well-rested, he didn't wake up with a head ache! He threw his legs off the couch, and sat up from where he laid. Without stretching his limbs out, he quickly got to his feet to answer the door.

His fingers firmly wrapped around the knob, also getting a sudden chill up his spine. A figure bursted the door open soon as he turned the handle. Flippy nearly lost his footing, clearly alarmed at the intruder. His eyes widen at the familiar face, and that polite smile.

"..ah Giggles...nice of you to let yourself in my house."

He gave the jumpy girl offended glare. She seemed to shrink at his gaze, then perked up with another care-free grin.

"Hehe. Sorry, Flippy. But once I got the news about..Flaky. I must visit her!"

Giggled claimed with compassion in her voice that sounded a bit too dramatic. Her eyes soon wandered around her surroundings, taking in Flippy's environment. The soldier watched the amused girl before sighing under his breath exhaustingly.

"You heard right. I'm afraid she's still asleep upstairs."

"Oh?"

Flippy stopped Giggles from motioning towards upstairs by grabbing her frilly dress. Her eyes darted at him with a startle look upon her face, and a pouted frown.

"Let her sleep a little longer."

"Humph! Fine, I can wait."

Giggles folded her arms at him. Flippy nodded his head at her with a kind grin and released the fabric in his hand. Soon as he did, the bubbly female skipped pass him and headed for the living room. Her eyes feasted upon the treasures and fancy furniture. Flippy paid no attention to her as he causally made his way to his kitchen.

"Oh wow...you must be pretty wealthy to own such fancy items..."

She said loudly to herself, pacing back and forth.

"Those are nothing really."

-Flaky's POV

Her heart pounded like a drum from nearly getting caught. Her body was cramped into a closet by the stairs. She held her breath thinking if she were to inhale it would be loud enough for them to discover her. While Flaky was clearly panicking from her own "what ifs", her ears caught her friends voice echo from the kitchen. She found herself leaning into the closet door with curiosity. But her ears can't put up all the words that murmured through the door.

"...so, how's living here going for you?"

Of course, Giggles spoke loud enough to hear clearly. Another voice responded, which Flaky assume was Flippy. His words were monotone, no matter how much she strained her ears she just couldn't make out the words.

"...ooh! Really now?"

She hinted with curiosity into her words. Flaky is also confused as to what they were speaking about. She didn't like so nosy. Yet, she's still sitting there in the closet, skin stead figuring a way out of it.

"Well, either way. I will make her welcome in my house!"

Giggles announces proudly, her footsteps can be heard traveling back the front door. Flaky's heart drums away in her chest, her mind racing to make up excuses to why she was in the closet. She needs a chance to get out of this small space she trapped herself in