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Extra Food || Frypan

You held your tray and laughed as Zart told you a story about gardening. Dinner was easily your favorite time of the day: hanging with friends, Frypan's great food, not having to work anymore. The sun was setting behind the wall giving everything an orange glow. You glanced down the line nervously. Frypan had made mashed potatoes and you were worried that there wouldn't be enough. 

"I hope that there's some food left," you whined. 

Zart laughed, "Oh, I'm sure Frypan has enough food for you."

"Um, okay," you said not sure what he meant exactly. You walked up to Frypan and smiled at the kind chief. 

"Hey, Fry!"

Frypan's smile automatically became even bigger (if that was even possible), "Hey, she-bean. How was your day?"

"Good. But it's about to be better with those potatoes in my stomach!"

Frypan laughed, "You got it she-bean." With that he gave you a huge portion. You thanked him and walked over to your usual table. 

"Got extras, again, I see," Alex commented. 

"What do you mean again?" you asked with a mouth full of food. 

"He means that Fry always gives you extras," Scott said. "Because he likes you."

"Pftt. No he doesn't," you said doubtingly. 

"It's true, Y/n," Zart put in. "He's absolutely head over heels for you." 

You shook your head, "Whatever."

You didn't think anything of it at first but as the weeks passed you realized that they might be right. Frypan's smile always seemed to get impossibly bigger when you where around. You watched your helpings and noticed he did give you extra. As if this wasn't enough, you caught him staring at least 4 times one day. You were beginning to believe what the boys said was true. There was just one problem, you weren't sure how you felt about him. Sure he was nice but you weren't sure you liked-liked him. Unsure of what to do you decided to ask Frypan if it was true. 

"Hey, Fry. Can I talk to you?" You asked the boy as he was mixing a bowl of something. 

"Um, y-yeah," Frypan said nervously.

"Do you like me?" you asked staring at him.

"W-what?"

"Do you like me?" 

Frypan looked like he was about to pee his pants. "Um, y-yeah. Actually I do."

"Oh." you said unable to think of anything else. 

"Y-you don't feel the same way?"

"No, no!" you said then changed your answer. "I mean..." you sighed, "I'm not sure how I feel."

Frypan seemed to be debating something, "Then maybe this will help," he said at last. Before you could ask him what he meant his lips were on yours. You froze unsure of what to do. Frypan cupped your face and kissed you desperately, unwilling to let go. You slowly melted into the kiss, wrapping your arms around Frypan's neck. The two of you slowly pulled away. "Please be my girl?" he asked urgently. You placed your forehead on his, "Okay."