Ford was on his way to his dorm, until he heard a loud bang in the boy's restroom. He quickly ran to the bathroom and hid beside the entrance. Fiddleford was leaned on the wall, he looked uncomfortable and scared. That's why, there were two boys in front of him, laughing.

"Why won't you just let me be? What did I do to you?" Fiddleford said to the two men, with his head down.

"You dropped my lunch!" The man punched the wall near Fiddleford face. Fiddleford jumped at the sudden gesture.

"It was a mistake, it happens. How about this, I'll pay for it-"

Once again, the man punched the wall. He grabbed Fiddleford's collar and picked him up. "Pay for my lunch? You can't do that."

"W-Why not?" Fiddleford was starting tear up.

"Because you're a poor little hillbilly. Psh, I'll pay for it. Please, you don't even have any money. Fiddlefag."

Ford couldn't take it anymore, he quickly ran in front of Fiddleford, protecting him like a shield. "What do you think you low-lives are doing?"

"What do you want, ugly?"

"Excuse me, I'm not a mirror." Ford said with confidence.

The bully's friends started yelling "OOOOOOOH!" at their own leader.

"W-What? Oh, oh! You're calling me ugly, you nerd!"

"Wait, did it actually take you that long to figure that out." Ford said with a smirk.

"Do you wanna fight or what?!" The bully started putting up his fist.

"I'd beat you up, but that would be considered animal abuse." Ford remembered all the comebacks his brother Stan did in school, he used looked up to Stan everytime he "roasted" someone.

Once again, the men behind the bully "OOOOOOH!".

"Argh!" The bully was full of embarrassment. "I don't have time for this. I'm leaving!" He said walking out the bathroom.

"Obviously." Ford said behind the bully's back.

Fiddleford was still on the floor, trying to cover his face. He was shaking from the bullies unexpected punches. Tears spilled down his hands and face.

"Fi-Fiddleford? Are you okay?" Ford got on his knees to get Fidds up.

"O-Oh my." Was all Fidds could get out his mouth. He knees shaking in fear. Fidds is a fragile and sweet guy. He couldn't help it when he cried.

"Did they hurt you? Fidds?" Ford removed Fiddleford's hands from his face.

Fiddleford opened his eyes to reveal Stanford giving Fidds a calm smile. "St-Stanford...thank you." Fidds leaned on Ford's chest with his arms down. His nose touched Ford's shoulder. The tears were finally drying up.

Ford was wide-eyed. His arms were out in the air. Ford wasn't a big fan of hugging, but he felt in this situation it was necessary. He slowly let his arms fall behind Fidds back. He rubbed Fiddleford's hair but stopped thinking it was awkward.

"So...why were those jerks messing with you in the first place anyways?" Ford asked.

"I-I accidentally slipped and kn-knocked over his lunch. H-He tried to punch me during lunch but his girlfriend stopped him. I went to the bathroom to put on another shirt, then he came into the bathroom a-and slammed me into the wall." The tears started to rush down his face again as he remembered the unfortunate events.

"Look Fiddleford." Ford pulled Fiddleford back so that he could see his face. "You can't let people like them get to you. Do you understand."

Fiddleford tried respond but his mouth wouldn't allow it, so he just nodded with his head down.

"Hehehe, you're such a emotional marshmallow." Ford said calmly. "Marshmallow? What's wrong with me?!"

Fiddleford quickly wiped away the tears. "Ford, I'm glad I lived long enough to meet you."

"...Just roll with it."

"I'm sorry, you must be feeling very uncomfortable right now-" Fiddleford finally stopped leaning on Ford.

"It actually felt kind of nice." Ford shook the thought away. "No, it's fine. You needed it."

"I-...I'm gonna go back to my dorm-" Fiddleford began to walk away.

Ford grabbed his wrist without hesitation. "Wait! I-...I'll walk with you. Just in case they come back." Ford let go of Fiddleford's hand, noticing that he was holding it too long.

After the two of them made it to their dorm. Fiddleford laid flat on his face on the bed. Ford chuckled, he sat down next to Fidds.

"Uhhhhhhh!" Fiddleford said with his head in his pillow. "...Hehe...Hahaha."

"What's so funny?" Ford asked with a smile.

"Hehe, I didn't know you could pep-talk Ford." said lifting his head up from his pillow.

"It was nothing, just stuff my brother used to say in high school."

"Oh..." Awkward silence filled the room.

Ford couldn't take it anymore. "You wanna...play a game?"

"I don't see why not, what kind of game?" Fidds sat behind Ford.

Ford quickly said the only game he could think of "Truth or Dare?"

"...Hehehe, sure. You go first."

"Okay, Truth or Dare."

"Uh..Truth."

"Okay..Uh...If you had to choose brains or beauty, which would you pick?" Ford asked.

Fiddleford lifted his eye-brow at the question. "Well, I'll have to go with brains. Truth or Dare?"

And the two of them played the childish game for the rest of the day.