dANTsing with Myself - A Folive Story

by Mari Soprano

Olive and Fletcher don't have dates and they have two days until the dance. Desperate times call for desperate measures when no one will go with either of them to avoid Angus and Violet. Chyna suggests they go together. Interesting Factoid, I put lyrics from "Olive You" by Dave Days "Can't get the words out of my mouth. That little feeling everyone talks about." on the first image.

21. Olive and Fletcher

(Author's note: Hey guys! Sorry for not updating, I couldn't publish anything since my computer was being a spoiled brat, so, here I am! I am back and ready to attack…your feels. Just kidding. So, I'm sorry if you find this cheesy, but Romance and Comedy are hard to prevent from being cheesy. They always have cheesy moments, please don't flame me. Review kindly and read the story for Folivers by a fellow Foliver, bye!)

Fletcher: You know, we can't just stand here and stare at each other. Just because we're dating now doesn't mean things have to be much different.

Olive: You're right. We can still do the stuff we did as friends, only…closer.

Fletcher: And we don't want to make it uncomfortable for Chyna either. We've all seen how those bad movies end. The friend in the middle always tries to sabotage it.

Olive: We can tone it down around her.

Fletcher: (Fletcher holds out his hand, Olive accepts it and he pulls her closer to him.) You know, you were my first kiss.

Olive: Well, can I be your second?

(Before Fletcher has time to answer, Olive leans in and kisses him on the lips. Fletcher felt on top of the world. He had kissed Olive the first time, now it was his turn to be kissed, he felt so happy, he couldn't describe it.)

Fletcher: I want you to be my last.

(There's a knock on the door, a few moments later, Chyna comes into the room.)

Chyna: There are my two favourite sweethearts! (She throws her bag down and opens her arms out for a hug.)

Olive: Chyna! (She runs and hugs her best friend.)

Chyna: Fletcher, you two, come on!

Fletcher: Oh. Sorry. (He runs over and hugs the two girls in a big group hug. After a few seconds, the hug breaks up.)

Chyna: So, you guys ready to go? Or should we spend some time here?

Fletcher: Well, we're coming back here after, right?

Olive: Yeah.

Chyna: Well, then let's go to the BEACH-EACH. Let's go get away…

Olive: Chyna, don't go all Minaj on us. (She puts an arm on Chyna's shoulder.)

Fletcher: Its just sad. (Fletcher sympathetically pats her back.)

Chyna: (She rolls her eyes.) Let's just go. And don't even tell me that song never got stuck in your heads!