[HIATUS] Sausage Party [Twisted Wonderland x Reader]

99: Spaghetti Date with Ace (100% Clickbait)

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You push open the door to Ramshackle with a weak strength, your energy fucking drained since Pyro actually did explain everything about Dungeons and Dragons to Crewel. You and Kaiko attempted to leave, but your fucking teacher ordered you both to stay and suffer with him!! It's nearly midnight by the time you get back to your own dorm.

It sounded pretty quiet inside, so you assume Ace and Deuce were no longer here, and the others were asleep. You did get a little peeved noticing they didn't even turn off the lights in the lounge and kitchen though.

With a sigh, you remove your sword from your hip and lay it on the couch. You also took it upon yourself to take both files that Kaiko stole for you guys. You leave it on the coffee table and decide to leave it for tomorrow. You might not have a lot of time to go through it since you have shit to do, but any time is better than none.

You take off Akaza's vest and drape it over the couch as well. As you're walking to the kitchen to get a little snack, you start the process of taking off your shirt.

However, you don't get very far when you actually step foot into the kitchen.

At the kitchen table was Ace, Deuce, Tinkerbell, and Grim. everyone was slumped over and asleep minus one person.

You chuckle quietly and lower your shirt back down to hide your stomach, "Ace. What're you doing awake?"

The redhead was looking at you with a tried look, his head resting in his propped up hand. In front of him was his phone, probably looking at some memes on Magicam.

"Deuce and Tink said you were gonna be a while, but..." He yawns silently in the crook of his elbow, "Ahh, I didn't think you'd take this long."

"You guys were waiting for me?"

Ace scoffs, "These guys were. When they got here, Deuce practically forced us all to help make something to eat for you."

Oh, so that's why Deuce was acting like that earlier? That's so sweet of him, what the hell-

"It's cold by now, but..." Ace jerks his thumb in the direction of the stove, "They made you spaghetti. Just heat it back up or something."

Dude...

You fucking love spaghetti...

You start to tear up because what kind of woman would you be if you didn't bawl your eyes out at the prospect of some spaghetti?

Ace, on the other hand, does not understand how emotional this makes you.

"W-Wait. Why are you crying?" Ace is still talking quietly because selfishly, embarrassingly, he wants the other to stay asleep to keep your attention to himself. "Do-Do you not like spaghetti?"

"I fucking love spaghetti," You sniff with a smile, "Ace, thank you so much."

His cheeks reddened, but he was too tired to pretend he didn't like the nice words. So all he managed to do was pout and look away.

"Yeah, yeah..."

"Hm... We should wake everyone up-"

"-Don't."

Trappola quickly interrupts-perhaps a little too quickly. You two stare at each other, equally surprised by his outburst. Ace's face gets more red by the second, and it gets worse tenfold when you grin at him.