Cold


Hello guys! I'm over here writing in the hottest summer of my life, my head hurts constantly, it hurts so much but I write for you guys! I know it doesn't look hard to write fucking fanfiction but where I am, you rather spend doing something else, I'm here just to write for you guys and you're love for this fic is always great.

At least most of you love me, that's what counts. Me counting what I have and not what I don't have.

Except many things we don't have, like Half-Life 3, the return of Fusionfall, and also everyone loving Clannad (IT'S PERFECTION).

STORY IS NOW!


"Holy fuck...ACK!" Cupa sighed and handed the boy on the bed a handkerchief, "You are an angel and a savior." Toby told her wholeheartedly, "Haven't been this sick since stomach flu."

"This is what happens when we went to that Chuck something place? You get a disease." She huffed, "Mom's busy and I can't play with those firecrackers anymore."

"Where did you get firecr-ACHOO!"

"Who says 'achoo' when sneezing anymore?" The girl asked, "If you can't tell, I'm pissed that only I have to take care of you."

"I take care of you AND mom. Makes me feel good you could share my pain." He let out a hoarse laugh, "God, this sickness hurts like a bitch."

"Here you go, that medicine mom wants you to drink." She took out a bottle, she then began pouring some into the spoon she had alongside it, "Open up."

"Ah." Her spoon moved into his mouth and he bit onto it, "What's in this thing?" He questioned through sipping the medicine.

"Grapes, piss, gunpowder."

"Really?"

"No, baka. It's grape flavored." Cupa whacked his head, "Mom won't be back until tonight and we got so much things to do but NOPE!"

"Sorry, not many people could control their defense systems." He then but his lip, "I need a bath."

"Get up then." The boy tried to but when he did he screamed, "I guess not."

"It hurts so much..."

"Okay then, I'm grabbing the bucket."

"Thank you." Toby murmured out weakly, "I feel so pathetic right now."

"Don't say that!" Cupa told him, "I'll help you with whatever you need, no complaints!"

"You really are an angel right now, aren't you?"

"There we go!" The Creeper took off her blindfold, "I guess you're done dressing up." She handed the sick one a towel, "Can't believe I did that all that without looking."

"You did a good job." He thanked while scrubbing his hair, "I'm a bother..."

"You AREN'T." She then grabbed him by his shoulders, "Look, you're sick and need all the help and you mopping about being a failure doesn't help. I'm going to do everything you ask me to, that's a promise if it will make you feel better."

"Anything?"

"Anything."

"Aaaaaaaaannnnnnyyyyyything?" Toby repeated it, with his eyebrows going up and down and had a Quagmire look. The girl gulped suddenly, regretting her words.


"Am I done yet?" She huffed as Toby rode her, not in a sexual way but in a literal way. She was on all fours and the sick boy on her back, sitting on it while she wore a maid outfit.

"No, I must go downstairs to eat and you moaning about it doesn't help?"

"Why are you subjecting me to this torture?"

"Because..." He whispered, "Revenge for all those time you nearly fucked up my life."

For the last few hours, the boy has been making the girl do so many messed up things thanks to her 'promise' which he fully took advantage all like any cynical being.

He first made her get him water, which was simple enough, then he made her drink it all which was off, the was the maid outfit.

You could imagine what his next orders were (not sexual thing either) but here are some to give you ideas on what he told her to do.

One was flush her firecrackers down the toilet, making her cry, another was making her eat eggplants while singing 'Friday', another was her pretend to be Spider-Man on the couch while being videotaped, the other was with the maid outfit with cat ears and pretend to be a cat in front of him, likely fulfilling a secret neko fetish.

Yeah, today sucks.

"Wait, never mind, living room." Cupa crawled towards the living room and jumped onto the couch, "Nice job."

"Am I done?!" She asked, exhausted, "I've been doing every stupid thing you told me to do all day! My fireworks is gone."

"You're dignity is gone." Toby corrected, "I have a fetish for bikinis and bunnysuits also, be thankful you didn't wear those."

"What do you want me to do now? Give you a foot massage? Cook for you then spit in my mouth? Maybe I should pull my panties down and make love to you while you undress me!" She shouted, "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?!"

"Lie on my lap."

"W-What?"

"Go sit next to me and rest your head on my lap." He ordered softly, "I mean it, can't refuse."

She pouted then sat on the couch next to him before falling onto his lap while sighing, "What I do for you..." The girl muttered as he stroked her hair, "Maids are your fetish, huh?"

"Yup, wanted to see you in one." Toby glanced at the door, "Mom's home." They looked to see the door open.

"Hey kids! Finally got out of bed I see!" Gaby waltzed in, "Why are you wearing a maid outfit?" The woman whistled, "Okay, don't wanna bother you, brought pizza."

They shared a glance at each other before jumping up and running towards the table.


"Waaaaah." Cupa yelled out, "Toby!" Apparently there is good and bad news the morning after, our favorite (not really) kid recovered from his sickness, the bad news our favorite (now that's true) Creeper caught it, "Are you coming?"

"Yeaaaah." He came in, dressing with a chain on his neck, a blindfold around his head and everything else naked, "Here's your tea, milady."

"Good." She took it from his hands, "Great, the whip?"

"Riding crop."

"DON'T CORRECT ME!" Cupa screamed at him, "Give me the Notch forsaken whip!" He handed her the riding crop, afraid, "Good. Bend over."


OH SHIT. THE KINKINESS IS REAL.

The next one is actually a request from a prominent reader, Sine Archtype where Toby and Cupa live in Minecrafta with all the mob talker characters!

No harem.

First request, hope you guys remember I take requests but they can't be lemons and have to be CupaXToby.

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