Flippy x Pop (A Monster In Love)

Confession

Especially to Flippy. I hope he is doing alright, I still haven't thought about him being able to take care of Cub.

I still don't know. And I don't think I'm going to ask right now, due to the event from last night. I'll give him some time to cool down.

And I hope I'll see or talk him soon. Whenever he is ready. I just wonder, what have gotten him to act like that in the first place?

Thinking about Flippy become a danger towards others and me makes my blood run cold, the more I thought about it.

It wouldn't just be right to let someone like him enter into anyone's lives if knowing he could be capable of killing someone.

Unless, if it's a mental state problem. Then I would have completely understand it. I would try my best to help him in any way possible.

If he asks, I'll gladly do it. I don't know much about his background since I don't ever interact with him that much.

I barely know the guy, to be honest. Even 3 years since he came into the town, me and him are not really close at all.

It's like becoming strangers at this point. But...I do hope we can interact more, if he wants. Like build a close relationship together, as good friends.

Yeah, I would love that. And most likely Cub too.

Speaking of Cub. I need to go feed him lunch, before I go to work. And Disco bear should come any minute now.

Or I could just call him to see if he's alright.

But later, I need to get ready.

Meanwhile.....

Disco Bear POV

This is it. Today's the day, to finally ask him my feelings for him. I have been holding this sensation for so long.

I can't believe I'm the one making a move on Pop's. It's like a dream come true already! Well, sort of.

Not until what his reaction might be. The first time I ever fell in love with him, was such a long time. It almost feels like it was yesterday.

I remember me and Pop's used to be best buddies since middle school. Oh those good times when we were the mischievous ones every year in our school days.

Even up till high school too. Me and him were always trouble makers, because of our pranks. Everyone really loved us both for making their lives more thrilling and exciting.

It makes me want to go back to those years when me and Pop's were in our late teens. Best time of our lives if you ask me.

I even almost forgot about having a picture of me and him in middle school. We were both at least 15 years old back then.

His look was more like a jockey kind of guy. And mine was like a gothy look, since I was going through a phase and wanted to be and dressed differently in order to discover myself.

And be free for once. Pop's even liked what I did with my look, and it felt great. To the point where I didn't care what people thought of me.

I wanted to express myself and become a bad ass king of breaking some rules. The teachers didn't really like what I was doing or have become to be like this.

And honestly, I really didn't care. I used to be a good student, a nerdy past me liked about mostly everything that seemed very interesting in life.

Like studying how the world works and everything about species. Stuff like that. Until, I decided enough was enough and couldn't help but to think of how boring my life would have been.

Sure becoming smart and nerdy was alright, having a career and being able to become a successful person in life was really a dream to have.

But in my case, I didn't want that dream anymore. I decided to take matters into my own hands and make a plan of what I really wanted to do.

To let whatever life takes me to. Somewhere where I might experience new things. Which I did, for most of the time I learned to become a dancer.

No not the kind of dance from strippers, I meant. Types of cultural dances I've seen while traveling.

Every country that I've been to have different ways of what dancing meant for them. And I myself, wanted to learn from their perspective.

And let me tell you, it was the best decision that I ever made in my life. It was a glorious thing to do, traveling everywhere around the world.

Discovering people's language and what they do in they're everyday lives. I couldn't be happier of my choices.

I made friends along the way, and I still do have them in my contacts. I even visit them whenever I can.

It just makes me so happy, of what I've gone through, could have impacted me forever in my life. Would have been the most marvelous experience and exciting thing that I've done.

To get in this position that I am in today. Never would of though of meeting Pop's again from moving to Happy tree town.

If I'd didn't become a dancer in the first place, I would have been somewhere else in life where I could have been a successful person.

With my intelligence of course, But only have just a simple and bland way of living. Not being worthy of something that can spice things up.

And here I am. Telling this to myself, and going for it even if I become a nervous wreck. To slightly embarrass myself in front of Pop's.

I don't know what he will say or think of my confession. But no matter how well or bad it could turn out, I need to accept his response and move forward.

I just hope it isn't too late for me. I really liked him since entering high school. Something about him made me realize, I felt different towards him.

Like he understood where I came from, and never really said anything harsh or mean about me. He was a really sweet and loving gentle guy.

That I finally felt my heart pound hard for him. Like a flower bloomed inside of me for the very first time.

I never experienced this before. Not until I was 17 and he was 18 already. Almost an adult really. He was different. Like all the others,

I used to have a lot of crushes since childhood. And most of them were not really good. Most of my crushes didn't like me for me.

And that really hurted me, to the point where I gave up on loving someone. And decided to focus on myself more rather than simping for someone that won't like me back.

Which I did and have been. Until I felt love again. With him.

So, wish me luck on confessing to him. Man, I really get sweaty when I'm nervous. Either way, it won't matter.

It's time to take a leap of faith.

To be Continued......