Lammy cocked the gun, aiming for Flippy’s head. Flippy put his arm over Flaky, protecting her no matter what. All Flaky did was stare at the barrel of the gun.
“What are you doing, Lammy?”
Lammy seethed through her teeth. Her anger growing more and more. In her mind she saw her little green friend with his hands on the trigger. He pulled it, but Flippy pulled Flaky down quickly, avoiding the bullets.
She brought the gun down to Flippy’s head.
Flaky stood up.
“Lammy! Don’t! Please!”
“Shut up, you cheap whore!”
She smacked Flaky across the face with the butt of her gun, making her fall unconscious.
Flippy saw her fall; he saw the blood travel down her body, and felt his mind go into darkness, followed by a burning fire in his heart. Fliqpy had come back, faster than ever.
He stared at Flaky’s body then at Lammy.
“I love you!”
He grabbed Lammy and pinned her to the bed. For the first time, Lammy was afraid of her life. And she wasn’t having a vision; she knew this was real.
“What do you want?”
“To make you happy! To make you…"
He lustfully licked her cheek.
"Feel like a woman.”
She shook in fear.
“You… What are you?!”
“Me? I’m just a man who loves the taste of blood… and the feeling of lust.”
She continued to shake as he grabbed her tiny neck.
“I… am your dream come true.”
Fliqpy thought he was seeing the girl that shot the one his counterpart loved and began to kiss her neck.
But in reality, it was the other way around. Flaky was underneath him, and Lammy laid unconscious with a gash in her head.
Flaky saw into his eyes; she saw those same yellow eyes she saw back when he kidnapped her.
“You… you don’t remember, do you?”
“Oh, I remember. You choked me so much that I almost fainted, and I immediately fell for you, baby.”
“Heh heh. And you love me too and you know it just as much as me!”
She realized he was right. She somehow came to love Flippy as a whole. Even his evil side began to make her feel happy, even if he wasn’t meaning it towards her.
And she fell for Fliqpy even faster than she did with Flippy. Even if he wasn’t talking to her.
He covered her mouth with his index finger.
“Ok... Fliqpy. Can we...”
She made a naughty suggestion with her fingers.
“You want to?”
“If it’s with you... Yes.”
“Heheheh. That’s what I like to hear.”
“Yeah… I like saying it. Now…”
He bent down and they kissed passionately. They moaned as they kissed, and soon Flaky rolled them both over so she was on top, and she slid off her sweater. Fliqpy grinned and grabbed her breasts through her black dress, making her moan and fall forward, and her kissing his neck lustfully.
She was loving this moment as he sat up and slid off his jacket, as she quickly pulled the straps of her dress off her shoulders and stood up, letting her dress drop to the floor, showing her pale yellow underwear.
He growled romantically as she jumped back onto his body, licking his tongue with hers. They both blushed violently.
And the whole time, all he saw was Lammy.
Fliqpy felt like he was in his own heaven; the girl he really did want was about to have sex with him. He felt happy and lustful, wanting her more than anything. He closed his eyes and waited. But he never felt anything. It seemed like his body was numb again, feeling nothing. Then he realized it was a fantasy.
He saw Flaky on top of him, laying on his chest and kissing his body, wearing only her underwear.
He looked around the room. Lammy was on the floor.
“What the hell's going on?”
“You said you wanted to do this.”
Fliqpy was still in a daze.
“Why am I here?”
His eyes began to turn back to normal.
Flaky saw his eyes turn back to normal.
“Oh good, you’re back, my strong soldier!”
“Wha- Flaky! What… What happened?”
“Oh, you were turned to Flipqy and grabbed the gun and smacked her across the face. Then he said he loved me and we started kissing, and I suggested we have sex, so we started kissing and taking our clothes off."
He scratched his head. He was so confused.
“So… is she dead?”
“No. It’s just her skin that broke. It’ll heal fast.”
“Ok. If you say she’ll be ok.”
“She will. Now then… where were we?”
He smiled and kissed her again as they both lovingly melted in each others arms.
Passion filled the room, as the light outside got darker and the stars and moon came out. As well as Flippy and Flaky, who emerged from under the bed covers. They were both sweating and panting, feeling the love they had for each other swirl all over their bodies. They never felt closer.He cuddled her gently as they laid on the bed.
“Felicia… I love you…”
She dug her head into his chest.
“I love you too, Felix…”
They were so exhausted that they fell asleep, completely forgetting the task at hand. Their friends were just arriving at a maximum security prison.
Cuddles, Handy, Toothy and Disco were thrown into one room and Giggles and Petunia were thrown into the one next to it. Cuddles banged against the cell door, yelling at the top of his lungs.
“Bastards! Let us out!”
Toothy came up behind him
“Cuddles, it’s OK. Their gonna get us out, probably tomorrow.”
“I hope you’re right. Cause this place sucks.”
Everyone fell asleep, except for Handy, who was leaning up against the cell wall with the girls inside. He sighed as he stared at his stubs; he felt so weak without them, though with his gloves he can be strong enough to break steel. He felt so lost without his hands. He remembers that fateful day he lost them.
It was about 7 years ago, when he became the apprentice of a construction expert. He loved the job with a passion; he loved building things, he loved using tools, he loved making people happy with his works. He also had a great grip, almost like a vice. And most of all, his master was his own father. So, Handy vowed one day to be a great construction worker just like his father. But one day, Handy and his father were working on a building on the top floor of the scaffolding, but he saw his father trip and Handy went to his father and held onto his hands, but it was too much; his father was a pretty well built man.
Handy felt his grip loosening, and he saw his father fall to his death, all because he didn’t hold on tighter.
After his father’s funeral, Handy felt so depressed; his grip wasn’t enough to save his father. His mother was never home either; she had to earn her money on the streets. He was so sad and guilty, realizing his dreams to be a construction worker will fall and die, just like his father.
So, to make amends with his father and repay for his sins, he went to his father's workbench, and turned on the circular saw. Then he let his forearms go under it, and he saw his lower arms fly off, with blood spurting everywhere.
He fell back, smiling. His hands were gone, and the blood of his father was off of them.
He felt at peace, only to be woken up by a blue-haired girl with a flower in her hair.
“Hey! What happened?!”
“What… are you doing?”
“Saving you! I called 911.”
“No. Let me die. Please.”
“No. I won’t.”
“But I’m a murderer. I let my father die.”
“I know, it was an accident. Please, Hector. Let me help you.”
He sighed and let her pick him up and let her wrap bandages around his forearms did, just enough to stop the bleeding until the ambulance came.
Handy found himself in the cell again, and felt something against his back.
“Yeah. Just thinking about my dad.”
“Oh? Handy, it was an accident.”
“Tell that to my stubs.”
She looked at his stubs, and saw them at his side. She reached through the bars and held his nub.
“What? What do you want?”
“To be with you.”
“Handy, we’ve known each other for years, and I need a man. Remember when I broke my hands in that window?”
“Yeah. You were so sad and bummed.”
“Yeah, but you were there for me because you wanted me to know that you knew how I felt.”
“Actually, I just stayed around you hoping you’d fall for me”
“I’ve always liked you, Laura. And I wanted to be with you too.”
“How come you never told me?”
He stared at his nubs.
“Cause I’m a freak.”
“I have no hands, Petunia. How can you love a cripple?”
She reached inside and shoved his face against the bars.
She pressed her lips against his, and the two fell deeper into love.
Cuddles saw his friends finally loving each other and longed for his own girlfriend.
“Giggles? You awake?”
She crawled over to him.
“Giggles, do you like me?”
“Of course! We’ve been through so much together, and we’ve known each other for so long. Why wouldn’t I like you?”
“No. I mean… really like me?”
“You mean… love?”
Giggles thought about it and turned back to him.
“I… think I do.”
“I like you a lot, and we know so much about each other. Plus, you were always there for me.”
“Cause, well I remembered that you used to like Flippy.”
“Well, maybe years ago. But he loves Flaky. And plus, they need each other.”
She put her hand on his shoulder.
“And we need each other.”
He smiled and leaned in, where Giggles did the same and they too fell in love with each other.
Disco and Toothy were alone as they were both staring at their friends kissing. Then they stared at each other. Toothy smiled.
“Don’t even think about it, Bucky!”
Even prison felt like heaven for this team, and they knew they were gonna be saved the next day.
But they had no idea that the only Tree Friends left weren’t even thinking of them; they only thought of each other as they continued to sleep in each others arms.
This was love, alright, but soon enough love wasn’t gonna matter. War was beginning and they had no idea that they were in for a surprise the next day.