I'm sitting at the end of my bed with my eyes down as Arthur cleans my sticky face. It is so damn awkward here, that I can't even SPEAK! Stop looking at me like that, it happened. No joke.

Maybe I shouldn't have said anything...

I was so depressed dude. More depressed than that one time when I lost my favorite hamburger plushie...Don't laugh! That thing was so fucking awesome if you guys had seen it, you would have exploded. Word ಠ_ಠ

My attention was snapped back to Artie as he moved across the room to throw away the sticky tissue. Geez guys I can't even give out a sexy chuckle at how wrong that sounds! Gaaaaaahhh!

"So...um..." Artie trailed off, making it impossibly more awkward than before! Good job Artie! Le sigh~ I kept my head down, because even though I really wanted to see Artie's gorgeous face, I just couldn't. Seriously bros, there's something black near my shoe. With legs...

"Did you...mean it?" Artie asked me. I nodded, but kept my head down. Holy shit it's moving, and it's like right by my shoe, guys.

I heard a sigh and some footsteps. My heart clenched at the thought that Artie was gonna walk from all of this. From me. However, instead I felt a pair of warm hands cup my face and lift it up. My baby blues locked with emerald green as Artie spoke.

"I love you too." I could feel my whole face light up with happiness. It's as if Mc Donald's was selling hamburgers for free, but like TEN HUNDRED TIMES MORE AWESOME! I opened my mouth to say something, I don't know what just something, when I felt something crawling up my leg. Remember that black thing? Yeah well it was a spider. HOLY MOTHERFUCKING SHIT IT'S A SPIDER!

Immediately I sprang from the bed to shake off the damn thing, but in my panic I forgot that there was a certain someone hovering over me. So when I launched myself from the bed, I collided with Artie. Everything happened in slow motion dudes!

I was gonna yell so my mouth was opened, he was going to talk so his mouth was opened. Our mouths smashed together as I leaned onto Artie, I have to say it didn't go as smoothly as I predictated. It actually hurt because our teeth clashed together, so yeah. Ouch.

Moving back quickly, I tried to apologize or something, but was surprised when I felt a pair of lips moving against my own. I felt Artie's tounge slip out to explore my mouth as I granted him entrance. Our wet muscles battled for dominance, as I slipped my hands under his shirt to feel that smooth expanse of milky white skin. As I claimed his mouth, Artie jerked up and made our erections rub. Fuck~

Just as I was about to give him a taste of his medicine, a knock on the door interrupted us. We both looked at each other, flushed and so undeniably horny, and internally debated on whether or not to ignore it.

"Arthur~ I know that you are hiding in here you naughty boy! Come on out!" Ohhh that little-

"Fucking frog!" Arthur hissed and I swear his pupils turned to slits. Kinda like a snake...creepy. It wasn't until we heard the doornob turning, when we sprung into action, hastily putting on the discarded shirts and pants. So when Francis walked in we looked...BOTHERED to say the least.

Arthur had put on my shirt, which was two sizes too big, while I put my pants on backwards. Plus we still had raging boners, swollen lips, and flushed cheeks, so it was kinda obvious what we were doing.

Well, what we were trying to do anyways.

"Oh mon cher Arthur, I thought there was something special between us! How could you!" Francis put on a fake expression of hurt as he dramatically fell to the ground in a sobbing heap. I am Alfred F. Jones and I am horny, therefore I don't care what a damn Frenchie like him wants when I am trying to get it on with Artie!

As if to vent out both of our frustration, Artie walked up to where Francis was and gave him a good kick where the sun don't shine. Ouch, and I heard Artie used to be the best player on the soccer team too. Don't ask how I know.

"What the bloody hell could a damn frog like you, possibly want from me?" Artie shouted, showing no mercy even though Francis was still clutching his man parts out of pain. Heh, serves him right, damn Frenchie's!

"So cruel!~" Francis sang. Boy he really likes to anger Artie, doesn't he? He's gonna die at a young age.

"I will kick you again, damn prat."

"Alright, alright! I just wanted to know if mon ami Alfred and you would join us in the cafeteria, everybody is there."

I looked to Arthur as he looked to me. I shrugged, not really caring. The passionate moment me and Arite shared was gone as well as our erections, so being left alone would result in more akwardness...Yeah, Alfred no likey silence.

"We'll be there." Artie answered for both of us, but of course that Frenchie just loved to be a douche.

"Great! Oh and make sure you and your lover take care of your needs. We would not want to be bothered by your sexual tensions!" He called out loud enough for the whole damn dorm to hear!

Le sigh~

Everything was going so well, stupid Francis and his stupid Frenchness! I will now and forever hate Frech fries, French toast, French Vanilla, and...anything else that's French, because that's all I can think of! Actually...French fries aren't really French right? So I can love those, but I also love French toast...Le sigh~

It's complicated.

Oh My Jashin...You guys are the best TT A TT I love you all so much and as promised I updated earlier than usual! :D Sorry it's so short though! Seriously though guys...you guys are amazing so enjoy this chapter! :D

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