《popee the performer oneshot (SLOW UPDATES..)》kedamono x reader
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Popee and kedamono was doing tricks till papi went up to them "someone is joining us and you both will meet them today!" "mhm and where are they?" popee looked annoyed "behind me!" "oh.." papi move aside and saw a person they smiled and waved at them "hello!" "hey" popee said "hi!" kedamono said "would one of you give y/n a tour?" papi said kedamono raised his hand while popee is just really standing "ok then kedamono y/n follow kedamono " y/n nodded popee went back to doing his tricks..
( ok so kedamono showed you the place and yeah im to lazy to write it down sorry)
Kedamono and y/n was talking a lot they had so much fun y/n yawned and stretched "well kedamono ill see you at the morning! Goodnight" y/n said "goodnight to y/n!"
- few months later
Popee was throwing bombs at me and chasing me and i was running for my life i really just wished someone would help me get outta here i was crying and then y/n stand infront of where popee was going and then he stopped "move" "no popee" y/n hit popee in the hit "you should stop kedamono is gettimg tired do you not get tired with all the chasing and stuff?" y/n said "no its because im angry at kedamono" "then dont throw bombs at him gosh" "eh.. Fine ugh so annoying.." popee walked away i walked up to y/n and hug them "thank you so much! Without you id probably be dead!" "no problem kedamono!" i looked at y/n and she was a bit red i let go of the hug "hey kedamono can i tell something at your tent later maybe later at night?" i nodded me and y/n talked till it was night me and y/n walked to my tent and go inside and sit on the floor "so y/n what is it your gonna tell me?" i looked at them y/n was blushing "kedamono i love you.. I liked you a long time!" y/n looked down red and i was shocked "y/n i really like you too.. You protect me from popee were always talking having fun i love you to y/n" y/n looked at him and smiled and hugged kedamono, kedamono laughed a bit "so where together?" "yeah" y/n laughed a bit and we both layed down and talked again a lot..
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- story ended
Sorry if this was short i tried to make it long but ehh i couldn't sorry and sorry to if its ooc i tried my best to get there personality or what but then thanks for reading
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