Cinnamon's Totally Cool Forsaken Oneshots!!

by cinnamon_shampoo88

Summary:

Forsaken is so cool and I decided to use it as writting practice! Request are open as of 8/12 and more info on it at later times. So sit down, eat a snack, stay hydrated, and enjoy my crap collection of Forsaken oneshots!

Chapter 1: Welcome to my very awesome sauce ao3 oneshot collection👅👅

Summary:

A basic introduction before you read the COOLEST forsaken oneshot collection

Notes:

Please ignore any mistakes im quote literally SUFFERING trying to figure this all out...

Hello, you're probably some mentally unstable teenager who likes playing roblox games like forsaken. Well then, you're in the right place! Im the writter, Cinnamon, and will be dumping whatever horribly written stuff cause I need that practice. Requests are open at the moment so here are stuff of dos and donts:

WILL DO:
- fluff
- angst (at least I'll try...)
- ships both romantic and platonic (homo and hetro but thats debateable)
- forsaken related stories
- anything thats legal

WONT DO:
- that freaky stuff
- p3do or inc3st... ew
- genuinely concerning topics
- sh0t@con EEEUGGHHH
- outside of forsaken content
- anything thats illegal

Yepppp, thats it! Simple rules, simple stories. Anyways see you later!

Chapter 2: When You Can't Be Here (Noli babysits c00lkid)

Summary:

A storm interrupts the sleep of a little red one who seeks comfort. A purple dude is there too or wtv ig...

Notes:

The pain of figuring out how to post your first chapter... I've edited this FIVE times because the text keeps getting cut off💔💔

Anyways im writting this again so im cutting it short and simple! Noli talks a little glitched but there will be an easy read version next to it like this,

"1'm g@/a//Ay¥ føR s-Sev3n-n-N!" (I'm gay for Seven!)

Got it? Okay...? okay! Enjoy!!

....

Clouds engulfed the night sky leaving no stars or moon to shine over the cabin and trees. In this forsaken game (NAME DROP OMG), no one lived freely. Even the killers were being watched over in their small cabin, located far away from the survivors. Slight taps can be heard on the windows, each growing louder and louder as the rain fell. A small, red creature curled on themself as it tried to find comfort within the warmth of the blankets. For each thunder strike, a trembled was given.

On the other hand, the beholder of the voidstar was sleeping peacefully. The occasional snores and his leg hanging out of the bed. Until, a small creek was heard from the opposing side of the room.

 

"Mr. Noli, are you awake?"

 

The small, red creature stood at the door asking, which ironically, a question he asks a lot during his rounds of "tag" to the trembling survivors.

 

"..."

"Mr. Noli??"

"EE33/E//EUghHF!!" (EEUUGGHFF!!)

 

The demon-like child approached and shook the other with one hand as the other was occupied by a drakobloxxer plush.

Said other one shot up from slumber and rubbed his eye.

 

"Y3e/ah.. uh, wh@T'S Up k!dD?" (Yeah... uh, what's up kid?)

"I can't sleep. It's the scary noises..."

"0h yəaH, dO3sn'T ¥ouR d@D heLp Yo//o/U w1tH yoUR n!GhTm/ar3s 0r-r-r sOm€tHinG." (Oh yeah, doesn't your dad help you with your nightmares or something.)

 

The kid's face never shifted to any other emotion besides exhaust and fear. His dad was always there before they were forsakened. No matter what, he could always depend on his dad. To eat, play, and especially to provide comfort during the period of terrifying storms. But now, he wasn't. He wasn't even allowed to be there with his son unless it was to brutally slaughter him in some "game". Sensing the displeasure the storm brought to the little one, the voidstar beholder lifted the bed's covering as a way of "inviting the kid onto the bed". The red one gladly accepted and crawled onto the bed. Noli threw the covers lightly over c00lkidd and sat on a nearby chair within his room.

 

"S0o//Oo/o.. wH@t does Mr.Dªd usUAL/_Y d0 wHEn tH1$ Hap/₽/P3ns?" (Soooo, what does Mr. Dad usually do when this happens?)

"He.. reads me stories or plays with me until, uhm.. I fall asleep." The little red one replied with the occasional sniff sounds that form after crying.

"WəlL-l-l-l, !'m sUR€ My-Y-YY/ v0iCE i$N't tH3 BeST t0/o/o l¡sT3N Tø... H0W @bOuT a/a// GªM3?" (Well, I'm sure my voice isn't the best to listen to... how about a game?)

C00lkidd's face instantly lit up. Distractting gim from the thunders that struck outside of the cabin walls. "Yeah!! What game?"

 

The mood lifted completely as the two sat in bed playing a variety of board/card games they had avaliable. Back and forth, they shared laughs and a few screams when the other would win. Rules didn't apply like normal, chaos ensures. By the time their match had ended, there were cards and game pieces scattered on the soft mattress.

 

"H@/h/h/a-A!! ThªT'$ t₩0 W!nS føR M3!" (Haha!" That's two wins for me!)

 

Noli confidently raised his chest after placing the last card on the pile. C00lkidd turned around to write another tally on the whiteboard. That's 2 to... to 18 wow. C00lkidd shrugged it off. At this point, an hour had passed since the storm started; what was left was the light dripping of raindrops falling off the tilt of the roof.

 

"u₽ Fºr-or/0r// @nOtH3r-r-R// R0uND Budd¥?" (Up for another round buddy?)

 

Noli inquired while picking up the cards to sort them for another possible game of Uno. C00lkidd's mind seemed to be drifting off though and he realized it. The purple corpse (hey, not that one) stood up and put the games away. Returning to the child's side after the cleanup. The silence fell, the clock ticked. The presence of sleep was approaching but was not fully there. So, Noli struck up some small talk.

 

"¥0uR dAD... h3 SuRE i$ §-S//s0M€th¡ng h-Uh." (Your dad.. he sure is something huh.)

"Hmm? What do you mean Mr. Noli?"

"WəLl_, hE @-ANd m3 U$Ed ŧ-o-0/O bE g0O/d//d fR!eND$. ₩3'D d0 h@cK!ng ªnD eV3rYtHInG. Sud/d/D€N/_¥ H3 g0ɛ$ sØfT tAk¡Ng CA-A-Arɛ 0f yOu... ¥øU kn/ow/o/ºW tH@t, r!GhT kidd?" (Well, he and me used to be good friends. We'd do hacking and everything. Suddenly he goes soft taking care of you... You know that, right kid?)

"Oh...Was it, atleast fun while your friendship lasted?"

"Øf cº-o-0Ur$3 ıt wA$, y0U mAd/de/ə iT a L0t b3//t/TeR to0. I rɛM3mbeR WhEn y0U bArFƏD aL/_ 0VɛR tHe CAr₽€T, H@/a/a//.. 3-vən sø W3 wErɛ sT¡lL fRi3nD$!" (Of course it was, you made it a lot better too. I remember when you barfed all over the carpet, ha... Even so we're still friends!)

 

The comforting words made c00lkidd worry less than he had been, afraid he got in the way of his dad's friendship. Being raised by an ex-exploiter meant being taught to value close friends and the good things in life. In which he very much did. As joyous as the night had been, a question lingered..

 

"What do you think Dad feels about this whole game?.. is he having fun too?"

"...o//0/Ooh.." (...oh.)

 

Noli shifted in his seat. He knew 007n7 had to feel somewhat guilty for leaving him in his current state. Turning his head around, Noli looked at the voidstar. It's glow radiated throughout the room as if it was a makeshift night light. Keeping the danger at bay with its ever so peaceful shine. The true story of it , however, was on the darker side.

 

"W3ll-L-L kiDd... tH@t/ts up T0/o// y-You I/¡f y0U wa/a/A-nt TO kNo-o0w. I c-c//cAN't MaG1c@lLy kN0w h-h//hHoW h3 f-/f//Feəls!" (Well kid... that's up to you if you want to know. I can't magically know how he feels!)

 

In an attempt to brush off his visible discomfort the question brought him, he pat the red demon of a child on the head who was stuffed under the bed covers for maximum comfort.

 

"G-e//3eT s0mE Re3/s/t-t-t, oKa¥ k1dD.." (Get some rest, okay kid..)

 

A request, not a question. There wasn't the need for anymore thinking. Just wishing. Wishing of an escape from this hell hole where they can live their normal lives once more. And for Noli, just to be by 7n7. It's been quite a while since he forgave seven for leaving him like that, the withering of his body and corrosion of his face. They were just mere side effects from the voidstar. The real problem that was bugging Noli, is the fact that he never got to speak his mind.

Seven...oh how he adored him. Of course, it was only natural for best friends to hang out together, but their hangouts were far from that. Down to the tiniest details and to the time right before being trapped for eternal suffering. If one could just rewind time, to say it. He only wanted the best for him. Heck, he even help raise c00lkidd even after the voidstar incident! Holding small grudges yeah, but that was a while ago...

 

Oh who was he kidding. As long as he was stuck inside this twisted game, there was no hope.

 

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The water by the pond didn't splash, it didn't even wave or trickle down the sides of it's river bed. The sky was empty as always. No moon. No stars to be seen. A dead place to remind them of their grave mistakes. At the end of the dock, a person sat. Sinking deeper into their thoughts. The past that seemed to haunt them. Only existing to endure pain, not only from the rounds but as a constant reminder of their mistakes...

 

"I miss you, son... I'm sorry Noli."

Notes:

Look at that single dad, point and laugh guys. Anyways, as much as I LOVE playing as Noli, I also enjoy him suffering as that one pathetic ex!! See you guys in the next oneshot whenever that is... Make sure to hit that like button and subscribe for more AWESOME content‼️‼️🗣🗣🔥🔥

(Sorry for this being EXTREMELY short like builderman)

Chapter 3: Some Memories Hurt, Others Soothe (Noob reminds Chance of Itrapped uh oh)

Summary:

During a round, Chance starts hallucinating Noob as Itrapped which causes him some discomfort. Let's see how this plays out!! (Hint: Paycheck)

Notes:

Just know, I spent 30 minutes trying to fix this and make it legible (or even have a proper storyline...) yeah so uhm, enjoy this gay gambler's horrible angst I wrote!!

The fire place crackled as the survivors gathered round the TV placed above. A faint ticking could be heard in the distance which indicated a round was about to start. Slowly the lights dimmed and flickered black. Once the TV light clicked on, it displayed the words, "This rounds killer... Noli."

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"Alright, let's get this going!"

Behind a white wall stood a Grey robloxian who began flipping a coin. Following the sound to the source, a timid noob appeared around the corner.

"Oh good Chance, you're here!"

Quickly, Noob rushed to their side and sat on the ground while Chance continued to flip. A few tails and three heads later, he was locked and loaded! Now, his job was to protect the fellow survivor who placed themself near his ankles. Well, the others too but they'd have to find them first...
Speaking of which, Chance took his watch to check how everyones health was. It was only a few seconds into the round but it appears that Shedletsky was already down to 89% health.

"Must've had an unlucky swing huh."
"Hm, what was that?"

The noob below was now looking up at Chance after he mumbled his tiny comment.

"Oh, nothing to worry 'bout buddy! We should go find the others yeah?"

Before waiting for a reply, Chance already started towards the middle.
In a quick panic, the yellow one stood up quick and began to follow behind.

"Hey! Wait up!" Noob puffed out while trying to catch up.

Chance slowed his speed down to show some mercy on the other, then focused his view to the middle where a certain birdman could be seen.

"Eat too much Chicken and get grease on your fingers dude?" Chance remarked from far away. To that, Shedletsky turned his head to the side and rolled his eyes. Noli stood in place for a second before starting his void rush towards Chance.

"Oh shoot." He breathed and lifted his gun
"Wait, Chance what are yo-"

BANG!!

Instead of a bullet piercing the purple killer, Chance was met with gunpowder and ash on his face. They wiped it off and tried to laugh it off, taking a few steps back to make sure the Noli couldn't one shot him with his weakness IX. Surpringly though, Noli was nowhere to be found. Next thing Chance knew, he heard a loud laughing in his ears. Wait did he..

"Oh my gosh Chance are you okay!?"

Turning to face where Noob's voice came from, they rubbed their eyes. When expecting that scared reaction from his exploding gun, he saw a sight he'd never thought he would ever see again.

"Oh my Chance, look at how filthy you are. Can't you rely on something else other than that good for nothing gun?"

In front of the sound source, was a black box that restricted access to the face. On top sat a blue crown, almost shapped as if they were sharp icicles. A hand, reaching out to offer a support of some sort. So, they reached for it. His head was spinning, too confused to realize the situation fully. Chance attempted to grab on but their hand would phase right through.

"I- I don't get it."
"What don't you get, Chance?"
"This... oh hah! This must be a prank right? Some joke of yours?"
"Pfft!.. oh Chance, the only joke here is you!"
"..."

Soon enough a loud ringing started in their ear. In an attempt to snap out of whatever lucid trance he was put in, Chance stood up by themself and slapped his face.

"W-haaAa! Chance what's wrong with you??"

When they opened their eyes again, the familiar noob had returned with panic painted on their face.
Chance didn't reply. Instead, he let out a chuckle and flipped the coin again but shaky to where he almost drops the coin. He was about to walk away, but leaving a person as scared as the noob who seemed to witness the actions of a madman, probably was not the best idea... so, Chance turned back around to face Noob.

"This happens all the time, Noob! Nothing a hat fix won't repair!" He says while tilting his hat; setting his hat fix cooldown to 60 seconds.

"Chance, over here!"

From a distance, a yellow figure could be seen holding up a pizza slice, waving it around as if it was a flag. Chance dismissed himself from Noob to meet up with their team healer, Elliot.

"Huff, thanks kid!"
"What happened out there? You seem disheveled.."
"Oh, nahh it's nothing. Just had a tiny problem with my gun."
"Again?" Elliot scuffed at Chance's response.

It was practically normal for this to happen. Chance's gun would blow up mid battle and Elliot would heal him, cycle repeats. No matter what, they would laugh it off and continue on their way. But, not this time. Elliot grabbed Chance's sleeve to keep them grounded where they stood.

"Wait."
"Hm? Need something Elliot?"
"If you need to talk, I'll be here. Okay?"
"Ah- well... how kind of you."

Chance was trying his best to hide his disappointment in himself and Elliot could tell. So, he kept his gaze locked onto the gambler's. Chance felt a shiver down his spine and retreated back into battle where he recently had his mental fit.

"Dang... Noli and his hallucinations making me look crazy! In front of other people too.."

Trying to brush it off, Chance kept flipping their coin. It's honestly been a habit of theirs to do when feeling stressed or bored. Right now, he needed that little comfort. Comfort... wasn't a bad thing to have. Thinking back on Elliot's words, his offer didn't seem to bad right about now. Maybe he could ask later, or something... For now, he needed to get some revenge on that pesky killer! Which was what Shedletsky could use by now, seeing that he was down to 64% hp.

"Yo, heads up purple dude!"

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"Nice shot gambling addict!"
"Yeah, of course!! Wait gambling addict-"
"Anyways I'm gonna go get more chicken, see ya!"

Shedletsky took his leave to the kitchen, leaving Chance alone on the couch. A sigh left as they relaxed their body into the soft cushioning. A few footsteps scattered around the main cabin. Most of the survivors go about doing their own things, like Shedletsky. Chance couldnt stop his literal addiction to gambling and began to flip their coin out of habit.

"Can't get enough huh?"
"What."

Chance quickly turned his head around to find Noob. They stood there waiting for Chance to continue speaking, starting to fidget when the silence between the two increased.

"U-uhm, oh! I meant n-nothing bad, of course, I just uhm.. nevermind!.."
"Right, uhh. My bad! Guess im out of my mind today ha..!"

Chance fixed his focus back on his coin. Trying to forget the previous round struggles, he couldn't break the thought. The thought that Noob strangely looked similar. Not in the good way like a friend reunion, but quite the intimidating way. Yeah right, it's Noob, one who is frightened by the sight of spiders and too nervous to keep a conversation going without fear being implanted at the back of their mind. One who could knock Chance's smirk off his face just because they looked so similar...
Chance shivered at the thought. He couldn't help but take a quick glimpse at the robloxian who stood by. Something must be wrong with his brain because his eyes couldn't focus on Noob's face. Is he seriously hallucinating again?? But, he wasn't even in a round. Let alone being near Noli..

"Chance."
"..."
"Chance, you can talk to me"
"Thanks, buddy.."
"..."

"Don't be so foolish, Chance."
"I'm not."

"Let's play a game Chance!"
"Sure. Why not."

"You're quite lucky aren't you Chance?"
"You could say that."

"Farewell."
"...why?"

"..."
"Speak please."

"..."
"Won't you say something?"

"..."
"Did I do something wrong?"

"..."
"... why?"

Time must've passed quicker when Chance was out of thought, but it was obvious he wasn't in the best condition. They started to breath heavily and couldn't focus on anything around the room. He didn't even feel the hand tap his shoulder, trying to break him from the trance.

"C-Chance! You're scaring me.."
"Chance!"
"Huh..!"

Chance only snapped out of thought after he felt a hair tickle near his palm. Elliot was leaning over in front of him while Noob stood to the side, cautiously watching. Fixing his composure, Chance put their poker face back on and tried to laugh it off. To shrug it off, he ran his hand through his own hair under their hat. The feeling of his hair brushing against the skin of his hand helped calm the pounding in his chest. His breathing relaxed and the two others could tell. It obviously wasn't like Chance to be so out of it. Especially when it came to panicking. Hell, Chance wouldn't even shake when being chased by a killer on 5% hp! Something was wrong.

"That must've freaked you guys out huh! My apolo-"
"Hey, you feeling better?" Elliot interrupted
"Huh?"
"Something seems to be bothering you. Got time to talk?"
"...well, only if you let me braid your hair!"
"Oh? Uh, sure if that's what you want"
"I-i'll get the hair ties, if-if you're ok with that!"

Elliot gave Noob a thumbs up which dismissed the other to head upstairs. Chance shuffled to the side and patted the empty spot on the couch. Taking the invite gladly, Elliot sat down. As if attempting a speedrun, Noob returned with a hair brush and a few hair ties.
With no reason or context, it's an odd request. Without a doubt. But somewhere in Chance's memories, it reminded him of great comfort. So if the goal was to help Chance in anyway, Elliot would be of assistance.

"Didn't take you for a hairstylist, Chance. Not in a bad way of course." Elliot reassured.
"Nah, just a way to pass time. I even did it before we got placed into this "fun" killing game."
"Y-you had longer hair before all of uhm, this?" Noob commented, making his presence more acknowledged.
"No, just... someone I knew."
"Awh, h-how sweet!"
"You know Noob, you look oddly like them."
"O-oh! I do?"
"Just, the vibes I guess. Nothing too big. A few coincidences hah!" Chance continued to braid Elliot's hair, carefully intertwining the strands in the neat pattern.

"I used to braid their hair all the time, well, when they let me of course!"
"Ah, you must've been good friends then?" Elliot assumed.
"Yeaah.. good, good friends."

The room was met with silence, no one was sure on how to continue the conversation. So, none of them did. They all just sat in silence as Chance continued braiding Elliot's hair. A few more loops and it was finished.

"Did that help?"
"Yeah, thanks Elli."
"Oh, uhm- I have a f-few accessories you could use to decorate, if you wanted to!.."
"Sure, I don't mind. Wanna have more hair fun gambler?"

Chance chuckled at his words and gave a little nod. Once again, Noob excused themself upstairs to retrieve the accessories. Leaving Elliot and Chance alone. As demanding as Elliot usually is when someone is in a tough situation, he wasn't pushing Chance to talk. Even though Chance was already a blabbering mouth, the silence was appreciated none the less. Both rested eachother's head on one another.
The sky outside seemed to never change. Always the same dark and gloomy night. Compared to the contrasting fireplace that sparked and lit the room in orange hues. A wash of a welcoming warmth overcame the two survivors. The two who had recently dozed off to sleep, side by side. One secured a blanket, the other holding the latter close to them. Noob had returned earlier, but only left when they realized the slumber brought upon the duo. No matter what, Elliot would gladly look over Chance again. Vice versa, Chance would protect Elliot.

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The timer ticked down, indicating another round was about to begin. Everyone was still tired, some stretching, others yawning.

"Wake up dudes! I'm feeling pretty lucky today so cheer up!"
A groan was heard from the opposite side of the room.
"Well, not everyone wake wakes up on the right side of the bed.." Builderman adjusted his cap before the timer finally hit zero.
Loading into the round, Chance had spawned close to Elliot!

"Elli!! Over here!"
Elliot waved back, making his way towards the gambler. He sat down and began working on the nearby generator, Chance following in suit.

"Oh hey, you kept the braid!"
"Mhm, looked nice."

Elliot was definitely slightly tired, but nothing could hide his grin from Chance who laughed in response.

Notes:

Requests are still open, so dont be shy to leave a request! (I do any ships so dont be scared... BE NOT AFRAID)
Anyways, Cinnamon out‼️‼️🔥🔥

Chapter 4: AUTHOR UPDATE | NOT A CHAPTER‼️

Notes:

Just a small update, no new oneshot💔

Just a small update for my forsaken oneshots! For the requests, I've taken up 5:

- carcassForager
- I Love Ayesha Erotica (Guest)
- Jezebel (Guest)
- Human Centipede (Guest)
- Let’s go gambling (Guest)

I will be writting these 5 requests and a few other short oneshots of my own for now! Thank you to the people mentioned for the amazing ideas 😇

(Ps I've already started on two of them!)

Chapter 5: Do I Fancy Your Eye? [Chance spoils Noob]

Summary:

It's 7pm, time to go on a date with Chance! But, Noob started to freak out if they actually belonged there.. how will Chance react? [SPOILER!! Pretty darn well🔥]

Notes:

Wow, so beginnersluck fans are eating with this one!! I think, MAYBE, I typed more than I did usually... oh well, enjoy‼️‼️‼️😇😇

The sun peaked through the layers of cloud, indicating the start of the day. Birds are chirping, cars are beeping. It's a busy day for everyone, especially for today's star. A yellow robloxian who loved to hangout. A food lover at heart and the friendliest person you could ever meet. Lying on their bed, they opened their eyes as soon as the loud beeping sounded from their clock. They shuffled underneath the covers, giving a small yawn, as they began to ready themself for the day. After all, today marked the 1 year anniversary of officially getting together with a certain lucky gambler. Said other was also preparing himself for the eventful day. Though, the date was scheduled at night specially at 7pm.
Noob finished zipping their jacket up and took out their phone to check for any messages...

[Chance! ( >3<) ♡]
Don't forget to meet me at xxxx!
Yesterday at 9:27pm [Seen]

[You]
Of course! See you Chance :D
Yesterday at 9:29pm [Seen]

Noob slid their phone back into their pocket before putting on their shoes to head out.

The chilly air hit their face, causing one to pull up a warm hood to shield them from the sudden breeze. The trees swayed along side them as they strolled down the neighborhood, humming a tune of an unfamiliar melody. A few rocks get kicked off the path, some stumble underneath Noob's feet. Sure, on the outside, Noob was as normal as can be. On the inside, they were dying!

*SLAM*

"GUEST I NEED HELP!" Noob exclaimed while bursting through Guest 666's house.

On the weekends, Noob and Guest would hang out and, mostly Noob for obvious reasons, would yap about what was happening in their lives.

'What happened?' Guest signed with a concerned look on his face, one for Noob and the other for his door...
"I'm going on a date with Chance later tonight! I'm n-not sure what to wear, eeuughhh..."

Noob plopped themself onto a nearby bean bag after closing the door to keep the house's warmth.

'How is that different from any other?'
"It's our 1 year anniversary! W-what if they say im too bland for them? I mean look at me!! I'M JUST Y-YOUR AVERAGE ROBLOXIAN!"

Noob cried out, alarming the other from the sudden wails of stress. In an attempt to comfort, Guest patted their back and signed a response.

'You know, if Chance has been with you for a year then it probably means he's dedicated to you. He loves you Noob, so don't sweat it!"

Noob looked up to see a reassuring smile from the friend above, but they couldn't help but take a deep, wobbly sigh into the cushion below them.

"I.. I didn't even ask where- where the date was gonna be at..." Noob muffled out, ashamed.

'You didn't ask?' Guest asked after regaining Noob's attention from the comforting seat.

"Well, they're probably b-busy, and.. I don't think its a good idea!.."

'Ask.'

"Dang, how straightforward..."

Noob couldn't help but silent sob again as the constant worry for the date bothered them in the head. They can hear Guest starting to move in the background, but couldn't care less to get up and see what she was doing.

In the kitchen, Guest got a few snacks they had in the pantry. A specialized section where Noob's favorite stress reliever snacks were stored. Upon returning, the sound of the wrappers and cold touch of a can on their hand, brought them back to their senses.

"Thaankks Guest..!" Noob dragged out while taking the snacks.

While munching on the new goodies to help their mood, Guest thought up of some, any if at all, useful tips for Noob.

'Any idea what the other dates were?'
"Like, the uhm.. the theme?"
'Yes.'
"Oh, well it- its kinda casual most of the time.."
'Then go off your instincts, dress like yourself.'
"Hmm, well- I..uhm. I guess..?"

Guest sighed, glanced at the clock, and faced Noob again.

'Make a plan that fits for both scenarios, bring him something. I'm going to work.'

Guest stood up and grabbed their work bag and flings the house key towards Noob. Noob catches the key and starts stuttering nonsense.

"B-but what? Wait, wh-what does that even mean??"

Turning on his feet, Guest closed the door behind them to leave a clueless, and most definitely hopeless Noob.
Noob sighed and accepted defeat. But, not quite yet as they had to ALSO go to work...
Hoping up from the comfort of the bean bag, Noob locked Guest's house and dashed straight towards work.

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Tick, tock, tick, tock... endless clicks sounded from the clock hanged high on the wall. Almost creating the illusion of eternity. Which, bored the poor yellow robloxian to death!

"When will this end...."

*DING!*

As if a predator watching it's prey, Noob shot up at the sudden notification. Swiftly, they checked their phone to see what was seeking their attention... Chance!

Noob sat up at their desk before opening the texting app.

[Chance! ( >3<) ♡]
Hey Nooby! Sorry to say this so late but make sure ya wear something that has red! Don't stress too much about it though. I know how it can be lol ❤️
Today 12:36pm [Seen]

Noob chuckled at Chance's empathetic comment before typing in a reply.

[You]
Got it! Was NOT overthinking on what to wear. Where'd you get that idea! ;u;
Today 12:36pm [Sent]

Noob hoped that they weren't something embarrassing to text with, after all the emoticons and weird jokes weren't all the best..

*DING!*

[Chance! ( >3<) ♡]
Oh yeah, for suuureee 😌
Today 12:37pm [Seen]

[You]
Yep yep!! Just normal meee! Anyways I gotta work so see ypu tonight (,,>ヮ<,,)
Today 12:37 [Seen]

[Chance! ( >3<) ♡]
😘😘 Bye Noob!
Today 12:37 [Seen]

Yeah.. no matter how cringe or lovey dovey Noob was gonna be, Chance would be the exact same on his own special way. Noob breathed in and kept the positive mindset before getting back to work, typing out on some document or something about sales stuff.

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The customer's flow started declining and the sky turned dim. After typing one last accounting, Noob clocked out and turned off the machines. 6:24

"F-FUUUDGGEE IT'S 6:24??"
"Oh Noob, you heading out? Can you turn off the open sign when you... leave."

The co-worker called out but was immediately ignored by the panicking robloxian. Door crashing against it's frame as the bell above rang.
Noob rushed down to their car and searched the back of their trunk for any change of clothes, specifically red.
After being so caught up in their work, they lost track of time and was left with almost no time to get ready...

But, Noob made worth of their time. They put on a nice red cardigan with their black work pants to keep them from looking like a mess. They, somehow, found a nice silver hairclip in the middle component of their car.

"Nice! Now I, uh.. think I'm all ready!"

As an attempt to prepare themself, they began rehearsing some possible lines they could say when they meet Chance while driving to the location. Chance, who was sitting outside of their car, was waiting for Noob.

"Huff, huff... s-sorry for keep you- you wa-aiting!
Noob apologized, taking deep breaths to regain their composure.

"No sweat love. You look stunning by the way!"

Noob was about to thank him for his comment, but taking one look at Chance, it would seem as of he was about to meet the ceo of a million dollar company... WAY off from what Noob was wearing which was casual at BEST to business people.

"I knew it... I'm so cooked." Noob thought.

"Let's head in yeah? I already booked an RSVP so we shouldn't wait too long."

Chance waited for Noob to reply, or maybe even regain their composure, but they nodded and took Chance's hand.
A single step into the restaurant and it was clear what kind it was. Sparkling, white tiled floors with walls embroidered with dark wood wainscoating. A nice chandelier hanged over high to shine upon the decorated tables. Speaking of which, there were hundreds of which were filled with various rich people. A true dining place for those with wallets the size of an elephant!

Noob started to sweat a bit as they worried they weren't formal enough. Hopefully Chance's hand wouldn't mind the warmth...

"Reserved table for two!" Chance exclaimed towards the receptionist.
They took a few looks at their screen as Chance provided them with information like the time and table number.

"Follow this young lady over here, she will bring you to your table." The receptionist replied while handing over a menu.

"Thanks a bunch!"

"Anytime and enjoy your dinner!"

Chance took the menu and followed the lady, checking behind to make sure Noob was still following as well.

"And let me know when you want to order!"

The lady set down a few napkins and silverware and took her leave. A candle was lit in the middle between Chance and Noob, setting a serene atmosphere.

"Order whatever ya'd like, my treat!" Chance winked while handing an open menu to Noob who took it with shaky hands.

"Y-yeah.. thanks, I uhm. M-maybe uhh.."

Noob stared at the menu a bit and then around the room. Compared to what they usually eat for dinner, microwaved instant noodles with a few bloxy colas if they felt like it, it was totally out of their league! Something Noob wouldn't dream to even imagine. But here they were, sitting in front of Chance, whom he loves dearly, looking like a sweaty, shaking mess.

"CONTROL YOUR HANDS DAMN IT!!" Noob internally screamed.

"Hey, need some time?" Chance noticed the trembling hands of the other and held it with reassurance.
"H-huh? Oh uhm, yeah! We can, uhm.. order. If y-you want!"
"Pfft, no silly. I mean, are you feeling well? You're shaking a lot and seem to be out of it ever since we came here."

Noob thought it was really sweet how he cared so much about their well being, of course they'd do the same! Even while being a sweaty mess...

"A-ah, uhm... I guess I-I'm not, really.. used to this setting of uh, place.. I feel like I don't really, uhm.. belong here?"
"Nonsense! Looking at you, nobody in this place even comes close to you! You're so important that its obvious anyone could tell! I'll yell out just so this restaurant knows how special you are to me!"
"Ee-ek shh! That's so embarrassing l... just eugghh.."
"Haha, I'm playing with you! But seriously, you are special. I'd really do anything for you. Heck, maybe jump in front of a train!"
"Chance you can't be for real right now..."
"Oh but I am! Who knows, maybe lady luck will do me a favor and spare my life for you!"

Noob giggles because Chance never fails to make them laugh. Especially when they need it the most, they'll be there to bring the mood up again. Of course. It was Chance’s, and only his, unique charm that attracted the yellow robloxian. As the night went on, Chance would say little remarks like, "My love is ready to order!" Or "I'll pay the bill to serve my perfect partner!" Each would make Noob blush or laugh in embarrassment, not because of Chance's cheesy lines, but because Noob still didn't feel they deserved this. They were ordinary. Slightly talented at best with all the hobbies they do, but Chance was willing to spend so much on them thaf it made their heart to backflips over a mountain cliff.

The night ended with them going outside to gaze at the stars. In the grassy field, Chance placed down one of those classic picnic coverings so that Noob wouldn't get itchy from the dirt and grass.

"Sit down!" Chance patted the spot besides him as an invite towards Noob.
Noob gladly accepted it and sat down. Nothing but silence filled the air. However, both found comfort in the peace it brought, taking eachothers hand and intertwining fingers with another. It wasn't until Chance broke the silence.

"Oh, Noob! I almost forgot but I got you a few gifts."

"Hm?"

Noob turned to look at Chance as he began reaching into a bad beside him. Then, Chance pulled out a... A WHOLE SEWING MACHINE??

"W-WHAT, HUH??"

"I know you said your last one broke, so I got you a new one! I hope this model is fine since I dont actually know the difference.."

"T-hats amazing, what! Oh, uhm. I-I didn't get you anything..."

"That's alright! I just wanted to spoil you. Which reminds me actually."

Chance turned around and took ANOTHER gift which was wrapped nicely in white paper with a yellow ribbon holding it shut. Noob took the box with shaky hands and a head full of confusion. But grateful nonetheless.
Slowly, Noob untied the bow loose and lifted it's lid. Inside was a shiny necklace. One with the initials "N" and the other "C".

"Oh my gosh, Chance.. awwhgJDHSJF!!"

Noob jumped on top of Chance who caught onto the hug attack, managing to return the sudden embrace.
At this point, Chance could feel his face grow warm as they held Noob tight, the other latter hugging even tighter.

"You're really the best you know... First you take me to diner at this fancy place, then you make me your highest priority even if I look like the most basic robloxian. Now, you're STILL treating me with everything you've got. Chance, I-"

Chance let's go of Noob's back, separating their bodies before placing his hands onto their cheeks.

"Noob. I'll always do anything for you. And you shouldn't say such downgrading things about yourself."

"Pfft, hah you're sounding pretty cheesy now!"

"Says you!" Chance playfully rolls their eyes and the two stare.
The grasshoppers crickets seem to grow louder as the two breathed together in synchronization. Each thump of the heart threating to jump out. Chance's hands, still holding onto Noob's face but ever so softly, started to apply a grip. Then, without hesitation, Chance kissed Noob. Surprised, but taken with all the love they can give to eachother. After the two seperated, Noob smiled as their eyes softened. Chance suddenly shot up, embarrassed.

"I-I GOTTA GO NOW!"

Chance stood like a robot announcing their commands. Then, he bolted down the hill to where their car was located, stumbling over a rock and falling face first. Noob giggled but was still concerned for their lover's well being.

"Y-you okay Chance?"
"RIGHT-O!!"

Chance gave a thumbs up and bolted to start his car. The other couldn't help but watch in pleasure at the struggle when the car door wouldn't open until he realized it was locked. I mean, we all have our moments don't we?

"After all this time, I've never seen Chance this embarrassed. Always the flirt huh... I'm glad I get to see this side of him too." Noob thought as Chance drove away. The moon was fully emerged from the clouds by now which signaled the day's end. Noob grabbed his new gifts.
It seems that Chance forgot to take his own necklace, so Noob will give it to him tomorrow it appears. On the way homes, Noob continued to hum the melody from the morning and got prepared for the night's slumber.

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*DING!*

Noob rushed over to their phone which was left at the side of the sink. Opening, they found one message.

[Chance! ( >3<) ♡]
Goodnight Noob!! 🥰🌙
Today 9:17pm [Seen]

Noob smiled knowing Chance wouldn't let anything bother them when they were together. Any moment was cherished and accepted with open arms. Even the most unexpected ones.

[You]
Sleep well Chancey ♡⌒(ゝ。∂)!!
Today 9:18pm [Seen]

Notes:

So uhm, ignore how I haven't posted in about a month... I recently git sick and had a LOT of school work to do💔🥀
Im still writting the other request since I can't think of any stories of my own, gulps! But I hope this made up for my long absence! Also this was an excuse to practice writting texts :b