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Babe was dying internally. She couldn't breathe. Thank Pocahontas for the colorful wind.
"Hey, I came to tell you something," Henry interrupted her thanksgiving and took a step towards her. Babe instinctively took a step back as well. Getting close to Henry will lead to choking and she doesn't want to die early. Henry looked at her in confusion as she was usually the one going closer to him and deduced that she would be comfortable at their distance.
Babe seemed to get his question. "S-Sorry, I, uh, I just-... I need, you know, personal space," rambled Babe. She exhaled, gaining her composure. These guys do know how to mess with her brain and jumble her thoughts. Great, now she's thinking about them, again!
"Oh, I see," chuckled Henry, naturally assuming that she was just nervous with his presence, perhaps or he was just being too hopeful about the thought that she liked him back.
After a moment, Henry inhaled audibly, gaining his courage. "Do you remember the time we got locked up in a zipper car?"
Oh, you have no idea how many times I woke up, screaming after dreaming about it, thought Babe. She was definitely not going to confess that.
"Yeah," replied Babe, tucking her hair behind her ear, unconsciously. "The sun roof was obnoxious."
Henry and Babe smiled slightly.
"Not after the zipper car lady, of course," added Babe.
The both of them laughed at the memory. Babe felt rather nostalgic about it. It was awesome being locked up in a car with a handsome guy and sharing a bottle of water and a fruit and nut bar with him. (Author's Note: Let us deal with Babe's thinking... I'm freaked out myself about it...)
After a few laughs, Henry composed himself and walked closer to Babe. She didn't back away this time as she was actually getting comfortable. "It was the best Valentines' Day I ever had," whispered Henry.
Babe couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her jaw dropped and her heartbeat was racing at a speed of 5000 kilometers per hour. They were only a ruler apart and it was suffocating. Scratch the statement that she was fine...
She was choking and suffocating. She clutched her chest, a bit too dramatically.
"Just keep breathin' and breathin' and breathin' and breathin'," sang Babe, trying to breathe herself. Her voice sounded slightly hoarse at first but ended up sounding like Ariana Grande.
Henry was surprised at the timing of her singing but wow, he didn't know she could sing so good.
As with Babe, ironically, her lungs weren't thinking the same thing. Instead of breathing, it was choking. Her throat felt so tight. Gosh, she made a mental note to attend a proper breathing seminar the next day.
Lacking air, Babe passed out and landed on the floor with a thud, with her eyes creepily open.
Henry jumped slightly along with the sound of the thud. Then, instinctively, he went to Babe's side.
"Babe?" called out Henry. "Babe, you okay?" He put his bags aside and knelt down to her. He noticed the detail of makeup on her face. He wondered for a millisecond if she was going out somewhere but didn't stay too long in wondering. His priority was to get Babe back to the world of consciousness.
He placed a finger under her nose and sensed her breathing. Okay, she's still alive,thought Henry. He opened his bag and looked for something.
"Let's see. I have handcuffs, dill fingers, pizza..." muttered Henry, fumbling his bag.
Then, he paused. He took out a sock that seemed to have fluid weight inside, looking at it with an odd expression. "Who put a butter sock in my bag?!" (Author's Note: Yep, Sam Puckle ref- I mean, Sam Puckett reference). He threw it at the back and it landed on the bench with the 'Game Shakers' label on it.
Well, 'landing' is a light word for it.
The butter sock crashed into the bench and the poor furniture broke into two parts. Henry looked back to see a destroyed stall.
"Whoa, that butter sock is destructible," mesmerized Henry. Then, he remembered his priority to revive Babe before she walks towards the light.
Then, he took found a bottle of orange soda (Author's Note: Kenan and Kel reference, you guys!) in his bag and took it out.
Henry tilted his head, thinking about how to bring Babe back to the world of consciousness using a bottle of orange soda.
He decided to go for a crazy idea that popped in his head. He shook the soda bottle and looked at Babe before opening it. "Babe, I sincerely apologize in advance," said Henry.
Babe was still unconscious with her eyes open.
After breathing out, Henry opened the bottle and the orange soda exploded, drenching both Babe and Henry with soda.
The soda woke Babe up. She coughed and closed her eyes as she sat up. "Gah! My eyes!" she shouted. Her makeup was messed up and her top, along with her hair, was soaked with soda.
When the soda ran out, Babe shook herself like a wet beaver, attempting to dry herself. Henry put the bottle down and placed a hand on Babe's shoulder.
"Hey, you okay?" asked Henry.
Babe looked at him with red eyes. "What was that?!" she screamed.
"It's orange soda," answered Henry like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"I know what it is. I meant, why did you do that?" said Babe.
"You fainted and I had to wake you up," replied Henry.
"Oh, you did?" said Babe, going back to her 'romantic' voice. "Well then, thanks," added Babe. Henry nodded at her and Babe laughed breezily then, she felt something in her nose. "Oh, gosh, I think I have soda stuck in my nose." She pinched her nose hard for some reason.
"You do? Here, let me-...um..." Henry tried to reach for her nose at first but then backed his hand away, realizing that that idea wasn't the least bit good. Babe distanced herself from Henry when he tried to reach for her nose, giving him a look that said 'Are you really going to help me with my nose?'.
"Oh, wait... No, I, uh... I think it's better handling your nose problem on your own," said Henry.
"Yeah, I think so, too," said Babe, trying to get the soda out of her nose.
As she was doing that, Henry shifted to a different sitting position. His feet were bent over the ground and his elbows were on top of his knees.
He was staring at Babe with an unsettled face. Babe's makeup was making her look like one of the creepy people in a horror house and her hair was shiny... -ngly slimy.
Babe caught him staring, finding it giddy at first but then noticed his expression. It looked like he just saw someone eating pickles with peanut butter.
She tilted her head in askance.
Before she could ask why he was looking at her like that, a voice called for her.
"Hey, Babe, I'm-..." It was Blake. Peanut butter pickles, he's here! He stopped at his tracks when he saw Babe and Henry, sitting so closely with each other.
Babe quickly stood up. "Blake," said Babe with widened eyes.
Peanut butter pickles, it's going to be a long night.
Marshmallu: Hm, I wonder how does it feel like to get soda in your eyes...
Akatsuki Rina: No, Marshmallu, don't even think about tryin-
Marshmallu: I'm going to buy soda! Bye, Rina!
Akatsuki Rina: Wait, what?! Oy, Marshmallu! Don't get soda in your eye!
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