Knife and Fan are taking turns reading, Fan forced him too. They see Paintbrush smile and skip, and trip. They go over and ask if they're okay, they reply with a smile and they go back to reading. Knife gets bored.

Knifes POV: "Uh... Where was I..." I scan the words trying to find my place. I hate this. I refused at first but thought "why not?" Because I wanted to spend time with him. ... He's making me read fucking "Warrior cats" out loud. And in accents. I hate this.

"Oh you were at 'Cherry blinked in surprise'! " I stare at Fan who looks very happy. I sigh. "Uh.. Cherry blinked in surprise. 'I never thought a cat's pads could get like that.' " He grabs his book and starts to read.

"Remember! I don't come from around here!" Firestar explained. "I'm more used to walking on soft forest ground!" He wondered if this was the opportunity he has been waiting for. Should he tell Cherry about her ancestry?" He continues to read and I place my book down and just stare at him. "When you said we were going to read a book together I thought it would be something like, I don't know, Crenshaw or like, Esperanza Rising or something good" He frowns "Oh. You don't like the book?" He stops reading, holding his place.

"Warriors, Firestar's quest" I read the title. "Its a book about cats living together and this one cat being oh so special that he and his girlfriend have to go save some other clan." Fan smiles. "Hey, you were able to summarize it! You are paying attention!" I frown and blush. "Whatever."

He continues to read and I place my book on the table beside the couch. I watch him read, so happy to be doing so. Why?

I lean in my chair and kinda, admire him? He's reading the book with such enthusiasm and energy. Cute.

I smile and just let him read outloud. I think it's cringe but he likes it, and hes doing it without caring what other people think. I don't have to worry about that because people used to be too scared to criticize me, not now.

I heard some people giggle and I look up behind the couch, Microphone is holding Soap up to see, she also has her phone and they both laugh. "Hey!" I climb beside Fan on the couch and look over at them. I stare at Microphone and she smiles. "I guess this makes up for you spying on me?" Microphone does a nervous chuckle. "Like you and Taco did? Not a chance." She sighs and takes Soap off her head, she lands carefully on the ground. "I must say, you two look adorable together, were you... Admiring him? I know Fan admires you~" Soap whispers looking back at Fan, who jumps a little, I think he heard her. Sure I was, but it's not like i- or he- or we would ever- "No." I grind my teeth and respond. "Now scram." I shoo them away with my hands and they both let out little giggles and run away.

"Did you get pictures?" "Yup!" I hear them say to each other. Crap! "YOU BETTER DELETE THOSE!"

My god why does Microphone have to be so fucking annoying. At least now she means all her shenanigans in a friend way, unlike how she'd just be straight up stupid with Taco. It's funny, it's like- I hated her, and now's she's my platonic sister. I sigh and lean back on the couch. "Sorry about that-" I turn to Fan who's just. Frozen. He's holding his book up to his face and he has- blush? I can barely tell, he's a red object so it's basically impossible. He's kinda curled up and he glances at me.

I poke him.

"You okay? You know they're just teasing right?" He looks back at his book and shakes his head(?) I smile, trying to make him feel better, sometimes when I smile he smiles back at me and gets all happy, and put my hands on my lap. He still looks kinda embarrassed by Soaps little statement... He gets up with his book in hand, kinda looks like a nerd, a cute one at that, and walks upstairs rapidly. I will find Microphone and her little pesky girlfriend too. (Im going to find you my pretty, and your little dog too!!!)

"Oh- Fan!" I run up after him and follow him up the stairs. Who knew a little man like him could be so fast? I catch up and see him staring into his shared room. "What is it? You coming back down stairs?" I stand beside him and my words trail off. Paintbrush is in the middle of the room on a stool, staring at us, paintbrush in hand. Surrounded by about 7 paintings of them, Lightbulb, and Baxter, like a family photo. Odd. Their face quickly turns a even brighter red as they see a second person, me, watching them.

"Uh- I-" They studder and knocks the painting over, trying to gather themselves, knocking over a small paint can. How pathetic. "I swear-" "What are you doing?" I ask. Leaning on the door frame. They place their current painting down with the others and rub the back of their head. "Painting."

"Yeah, I can see that. Why?" I ask, Fan just straight up backs away and walks off, I think he's done with any type of romance. They put their painting supplies up and stands there. "Because," They walk over to me and get up in my face, pushing me closer and away from the door, as they do that they slam the door shut. "Paintbrush-" They let go and fall back into the bed. "Because I can't get her out of my head!" They cover their face and roll around.

Oh. Oh... "Your in love!~" I walk around in circles, twirling. "Oh I'm Paintbrush! No wonder I tripped on the stairs! I was thinking about! ... About...?" I stop and sit down in a chair. I think I know who but still, might be someone different, you never know.

"Promise you won't tell? Because if you do I will fight you." I laugh, "Yeah, I won't and-" Wait, Paintbrush is pretty strong. Like, really strong. They could beat me, but we would make a good fight. "I won't tell." I watch as they sigh.

"Lightbulb..." I smile. They're still covering their face. "Yeah I think people got the drift." I say, getting up and going to the side of the bed. They're now on their phone, looking through pictures of them together. "Yeah, wait- what?" They put their phone down. "Everyone can see you two together, they even have a name for it!" Paintbrush looks at me. "So everyone knows about us but us ourselves. I don't even know if she likes me back but- Ah! I LOVE HER TOO MUCH!" They shove their face into a pillow.

I laugh and pat their face through the pillow. "It's okay man. I get you." Paintbrush lowers the pillow off of their face and smiles. "Oh?" I realized my words. Shit. "Uh, I just mean, I know what you mean, like, not like I like, no, um, no I just get it. " I studder, flustered, which is rare. "Yeah sure," They pause. "Who is it?" I look back at them. "Why should I tell you?" I lean into them. They chuckle. "Because, I already know who!" They pick their phone back up- SHIT. Theres the picture of me and Fan, him reading to me. "Soap sent it to me, don't worry, I'm pretty sure she only sent it to me."

I grab their phone, how did I not notice this. I'M LITERALLY BLUSHING IN THE PHOTO.

"So it's flat face?" Paintbrush plucks their phone out of my hands. "Hey, I'll put in a good word for you, I think it's cute." I frown. "Says the one who was just screaming about Lightbulb." They laugh and then suddenly stop. "Okay shut up."

Um sorry for the crappy ending for this chapter but uh, I lowkey don't want to write more :/ You got, BAD ENDING -Willow