Multifandom Oneshots

30. Soulful Sparks - Guy x reader (The Croods)

The log jolted and swayed as Grug skillfully navigated the Crood family through the untamed wilderness. Amidst the chaos, Grug devised an unusual solution to keep our inventive companion, Guy, close—within the confines of the log he found on the ground.

As the log effortlessly glided over rocky terrain, I seized the opportunity to strike up a conversation with the eccentric thinker at my side.

"Hey, Guy," I began, my curiosity piqued. His gaze found mine, and he waited for me to continue. The dim light filtering through the gaps in the log cast shadows on his face, adding an air of mystery to the inventive soul beside me.

"So, what's the story behind Belt? How did you two become partners in this wild journey?" My eyes focused on the small creature, who seemed to respond with a cheerful chirp as if acknowledging the question.

Guy's face lit up with a nostalgic smile, and he gently stroked Belt's back. "Ah, Belt and I go way back. We met in a land filled with strange and wondrous creatures. I was on one of my solo adventures when I stumbled upon him, stuck in a tricky situation."

As the log rattled along, Guy delved into the tale of how he and Belt became inseparable companions. It was a story of unexpected friendship, shared hardships, and the unspoken bond that grew between a wanderer and his loyal sidekick.

Guy's eyes crinkled at the corners as he continued to share the tale, his fondness for Belt evident in every word. "Well, he is very cute," I stated, my gaze fixed on Belt before returning to Guy.

Guy chuckled, wearing an expression that was a mix of pride and affection. "Yeah, he has a way of winning hearts," he said.

In a playful move, Belt hopped from the log and landed gracefully on the top of Guy's head. From this new vantage point, Belt gazed directly at me, his expressive eyes gleaming with a mischievous twinkle.

The adorable sight prompted uncontrollable laughter from me. "Oh, you must be the most adorable thing I have ever seen."

As Belt continued to chirp happily in response to my compliment, I found myself utterly captivated by the joyful creature. My attention was fixated on Belt's antics, not immediately noticing the subtle shift in Guy's expression.

Amidst the swaying of the log and the background noise of the wilderness, Guy's eyes lingered on me, tracing the contours of my face with a tender appreciation. The warmth that had initially filled his gaze evolved into something deeper, a silent admiration that transcended words.

A soft smile played on Guy's lips, and he nodded in acknowledgment. The log, jolting and swaying, became a vessel not just for physical travel but for the exploration of uncharted connections that unfolded in the heart of the untamed world.

But my attention shifted from Belt to my dad as he began talking. "Okay, the sun is closing; let's camp here." Finally! I don't think I could go much longer; okay, I could, but that's not the point.

As we began settling in for the night, dad took his chance with Guy. He pulled Guy out of the log as if he were as light as a feather. "Okay, Guy. Make the thing you call fire." Dad demanded, pointing towards a spot in the middle of the family. I stared at my dad in disbelief. Why can't he just have manners?

I sat beside Eep with Belt on my lap as I held him carefully, not to crush him.

Guy, now wearing a frown at dad's, eeh, manners, nodded in response to my dad's request, or it wasn't really a request. He gracefully descended from the log, carefully avoiding Belt, who now sat contentedly beside him.

"Fire it is," Guy declared, his eyes gleaming with the familiar spark of creativity. He crouched down, examining the surroundings for suitable materials. The dim light played on his face as he worked, casting dancing shadows on the ground.