CH. 17

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woody was still sitting outside with blocky,

small pieces of paper are scattered everywhere.

they're filled with compliments.

'you're so cute'

'i love youuuuu :3'

'you're the best i swear'

'you're so silly i love you'

'this feels nice'

and some more.

woody and blocky are sitting together,

outside the shelter,

alone.

theyve been talking to each other,

gushing about each other,

and gazing into each others eyes.

...

and maybe..

kisses here and there.

...

leaning on each other.

almost falling asleep.

it just feels too good to be real.

...

is it really real...?

...

of course.

of course it is.

woody smiled to himself and pulled blocky closer to his side.

they're both blushing, it feels so nice.

...

footsteps were heard..

shit.

it was getting closer and closer.

blocky felt unsafe,

and so did woody.

.

"IM GONNA FUCKING KILL YO—"

the voice was cut off..

it was..

"tennis... ball ..?"

woody slowly open his eyes, to reveal..

"LOSER ?!?!????"

blocky shouted in shock.

"tennis ball, it is i, loser. i suggest you to NOT kill woody and blocky as the viewers like them a lot."

loser stops tennis ball from killing woody and blocky.

"OMPWTBAC !!!! OF COURSE !!!!!! I WONT KILL THEM I PROMISE LOSER !!!!!!"

"now, apologize to them."

"IM SORRY WOODY IM SORRY BLOCKY"

tennis ball drops the dagger he was going to use to kill woody and blocky.

"i must go now, other contestants are calling me"

loser waved at them and ascended to the sky.

"thank you our savior loser !!!!!!!"

the three smiled at loser, who is slowly disappearing in the sky.

woody and blocky cheered and started making out with each other sloppily.

as tennis ball leaves with a smile on his face, "i love loser !!!!!"

the shelter burned down while firey jr was playing tag with grassy.

blocky finds it funny and still continues to make out with his totally extremely super duper awesome boyfriend

the end the angst is cancelled guys CONFETTI CONFETTI !!!!!!

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