Decisions, Decisions

by CheshireCards

Summary:

What if Puzzles didn't fumble the bag?

What if Puzzles didn't lose his only true friend?

What if he turned left instead?

Aka I am way too emotionally damaged from Guns 'n Puzzles still that I'm making an au

Chapter 1: Straying from the path

“Forks coming in hot buddy. You better choose before Jesus chooses for you.”

Wpnz playfully joked, unknowing of the effects his words had on Puzzles.

 

Mr. Puzzles gripped the steering wheel, his digital eyes flicking between his phone on his leg with the text message from Le– Meggy open, the signs on either side of the beginning of the fork in the road, and the bullet shell that Wpnz had given to him just mere moments ago.

 

For once, Puzzles didn't know what to do. It was like time had just… stopped right then and there. He was now faced with the most difficult decision of his entire life.

 

Would he go to the Showgrounds? Continue his plot to reconcile with Meggy and betray Wpnz, the only person who ever truly cared about him?

 

Or, would he go to the Border? Run away from his grudges and his past and start anew? What was he going to do…?

 

His mind was running a mile a second, racing to figure out what to do.

 

The mere thought of leaving Leg– Meggy behind terrified him. He loved his little Leggy. He didn't know what he would do without her. He'd probably actually lose it.

 

But then, there was Wpnz. A man he had only known for a day and already had an attachment to him. A man who he had broken out of prison with, fought the Death Cube with, and bonded with, even allowing him to open up to the manic TV host.

 

Puzzles stared ahead, his eyes drifting off to the Showgrounds. He gripped the steering wheel, prepared to make his choice. But then, he glanced over at Wpnz, who was petting and cooing to Toomp like he was a child.

 

Puzzles loosened his grip. The guns man looked so… happy. He looked kind and like he was genuinely enjoying himself.

 

… Could Puzzles really bare to take that from him? That joy?

 

He thought back to what Wpnz had said. To let go. To move on. While the walking arsenal may not have said those words exactly, they were still implied.

 

He thought back to the convince store. The fight with the Death Fridge. He looked elated. Ecstatic. Like he had been waiting for a moment like this his whole life.

 

For once, somebody was actually happy in his presence…

 

...

 

It was a last minute decision. Pure impulse taking control as Puzzles jerked the wheel, causing the car to spin out of control. Wpnz held on tight to the door handle to prevent himself from flying out of his seat. Meanwhile, Toomp bounced around uncontrollably in the back like a rubber ball being shaken around in a box.

 

When the car finally settled and began driving at a normal pace again, Wpnz laughed.

 

“Whoa! Livin’ life on the edge!”

He exclaimed,

“I like it!”

 

“Hah… Yeah…”

Puzzles softly chuckled out as the car passed by the sign of the Border.

Chapter 2: Down the road

Wpnz leaned back in his seat as Toomp, who was still pretty shaken up by getting jostled around the car, cuddled up in Wpnz's lap. Wpnz put a hand on Toomp's head as he asked Puzzles 

“So, I take it we ain't doing the kidnapping?”

 

Puzzles was silent for a moment. He still didn't really know what he just did, but he knew that he made a choice.

 

Was it the right one?

 

He didn't know.

 

Soon enough, Puzzles pushed down that hint of doubt he had and said

“No… We aren't…”

 

“We gonna go rob a bank like I've been saying?”

 

“No. We're going to… Lay low for now. That fridge is still after us, so we need a way to get rid of it for good.”

 

Wpnz huffed, seeming a little annoyed.

“Seriously, Broadway? Who the hell wants to lay low after all that!?”

 

“I do! Unlike you, I'm not suicidal!”

Puzzles looked back at the road.

“Beside… I need to… think over some things…”

 

Wpnz couldn't help but notice the slight vulnerability in Puzzles' voice. His expression softened a little.

 

“Fine. We can lay low for now.”

He sighed, seeming disappointed that he wasn't going to rob a bank.

 

Puzzles noticed this and was, once again, silent. He really didn't know what to do when it came to Wpnz. They were so… different. Puzzles was used to having subordinates or minions. Even Leggy didn't make Puzzles feel like this.

 

Wpnz… was different.

 

“... Well… I suppose we could rob a bank after we get the Death Fridge off our tail.”

Puzzles said, hoping to lift Wpnz's spirit.

 

Wpnz looked over at Puzzles and smiled his usual cocky smirk.

“Eh, I'll take it.”

 

A pinkish tint spread across Puzzles' screen upon seeing Wpnz smile. He looked back at the road, trying his best to focus on it.

 

God, what was he thinking!? What was he feeling!? Why did he say that!? Why did he want to make Wpnz happy!? What the hell is wrong with him!?

 

Puzzles glanced up at the road ahead, seeing a toll booth.

 

…

 

He could just drive through the barrier.

 

Wait, what was he thinking? He couldn't just do that!

 

… But it'd be so easy. He could just speed up and ram through it. Besides, he didn't have any money on him, being a prison escapee and all.

 

He glanced over at Wpnz, who was cuddling Toomp and assuring him that it was gonna be okay. He was always treating Toomp like a child, wasn't he…?

 

Wpnz wouldn't have any complaints just ramming through the barrier. He'd just… do it. He was always impulsive like that…

 

…

 

…You know what?

 

Puzzles stepped on the gas pedal.

 

FUCK IT!

 

Wpnz looked confused as the car sped up before he saw the rapidly approaching barrier. He grinned, knowing exactly where this was going.

 

Then, all of a sudden, the car slammed through the barrier, snapping it clean off the post it was attached to.

 

Wpnz cackled as he saw the terrified expression of the random guy that was just doing his job.

 

Wpnz then leaned out the window and shot at the booth. Puzzles caught a glance at the hole riddled booth, seeing that Wpnz had spelt out, in bullet holes, the letters P, W, and T right next to one another.

 

Puzzles felt his heart flutter a bit upon seeing the letters, but quickly repressed it.

 

“Why did you do that?”

He asked the gun man as he leaned back into the car, proud of what he had done.

 

“Why not!?”

Wpnz cackled out.

 

Toomp trilled happily, sounding like a giggle.

 

“See, half-pint gets it!”

Wpnz said, petting Toomp.

 

Puzzles rolled his eyes, trying to appear annoyed but failing given the small smile on his screen.

 

“Don't roll your eyes at me, jigsaw, I see you smilin’!”

Wpnz accused playfully.

 

“Oh, hush you…”

Puzzles muttered, trying to hide the fondness in his voice.

 

He looked down at the gas tank, noticing it was pretty low. He looked up, noticing a sign to a town nearby.

 

“We'll have to stop for gas soon.”

 

Wpnz glanced over at Puzzles.

 

“Eh, probably shouldn't go in lookin' like you just busted outta prison.”

 

“Don't worry, I'll ditch the uniform before we go in. Besides, orange isn't my color.”

 

“Damn straight it ain't!”

Wpnz chuckled.

 

———————————————————————————————

 

The Death Cube approached the panicked man at the toll booth.

 

“Greetings, citizen.”

It coldly stated,

“Have you seen any suspicious individuals pass by?”

 

The man looked up at the machine, still clearly in shock.

 

“Yeah, actually.”

He said, his voice shaky,

“Some maniacs rammed through the gate and shot my booth!”

 

The Death Cube looked at the booth, seeing the letters P, W, and T, identifying them as the first letters of the names of Mr. Puzzles, Mr. Wpnz, and Toomp.

 

It tried to go past the booth, but found that it was out of range of the city. It couldn't go past, lest it shut down.

 

However, it ignored the warning and continued on with its singular goal.

 

Eliminate the criminals Mr. Puzzles, Mr. Wpnz, and Toomp…

Chapter 3: Cigarettes and Rest

Wpnz was just chilling in the car. Puzzles had stopped by the side of the road to get out of that ugly ass prison uniform he was in. Meanwhile, Toomp was in the back of the car eating whatever he got ahold of.

 

The sun had set a couple hours before this, so it was pretty dark. They had been driving for a while, the car running off of the gasoline that Wpnz found in the back and hopes and dreams. Honestly, the car was kinda shitty.

 

Puzzles was taking a while because he wanted to burn the uniform so nobody could trace it back to him via DNA scan.

 

Wpnz had to admit, Puzzles was pretty smart.

 

He actually doubted the taller's intelligence when he had first met him. But now that he looked back, Puzzles was a quick thinker who could form ideas in a blink of an eye.

 

It was a little impressive, really.

 

The gun man pulled out a pack of cigarettes that he had got at the convenience store some ways back before they had encountered the Death Fridge. He pulled out a cigarette and put the pack in his lap after closing it up. He activated a small flame from his barreled thumb and lit the cigarette before quickly deactivating that feature.

 

He put his arm on the ledge of the open window and took a puff, making sure that the smoke went out of the car. The last thing Wpnz wanted was for Toomp to be hacking up a lung.

 

As he smoked, he reminisced on today's events. More importantly, Puzzles. For some reason, he couldn't get the TV freak off his mind.

 

His voice, his mannerisms, his laugh, god his laugh was so cute…

 

…

 

Oh, hey, he's bisexual, he didn't know that.

 

Goddamn it, why did that moron have to be so attractive?

 

Wpnz scrubbed a hand down his face as he sighed.

 

He couldn't believe himself. He promised himself he wouldn't get attached to anyone the same way he got attached to Katana ever again. Then the second some freakishly tall british twink comes in, he fucking folds like a damn lawn chair.

 

What's wrong with him…?

 

Why couldn't he stop falling for people that he knows will hurt him eventually…?

 

Wpnz snapped out of his thoughts as he heard whistling coming closer to the car.

 

“Alright! I'm ready!”

Puzzles happily said as he came back to the car, dusting off his grey vest,

“Let's get going, shall we?”

 

Wpnz couldn't help but stare. God, he wanted to laugh so badly. What the hell was this guy wearing!? He looked ridiculous!

 

Puzzles tilted his head to the side.

“Is something the matter?”

 

Wpnz couldn't hold back his laughter anymore. He let out the hardest laugh he had in his life.

 

“What the- What the fuck are you wearing!?”

Wpnz questioned through his laughter.

 

“... My… usual outfit.”

Puzzles said, seeming confused.

 

“Usual!? That's what you normally wear!?”

 

“What's wrong with my outfit?”

 

“You look like a dork, that's what! You look like a fucking cartoon character!”

 

Puzzles stammered, trying to get any sort of comeback out. He looked about as irritated as a child who just got their toy taken away.

 

Wpnz's laughter slowly died down before he said 

“Okay, okay, I'm done.”

He smacked the side of the car.

“Get in, buddy.”

 

Puzzles rolled his eyes and got into the driver's seat, still clearly mad.

 

Wpnz pulled out the pack of cigarettes.

“Want one?”

 

Puzzles stared at the pack for a moment before he sighed and took one.

“Fine. Got a light? I don't feel safe trying to light this using a match.”

 

Wpnz activated the flame at the end of one of his fingers, causing Puzzles' eyes to widen in amazement.

 

“Goodness, is there anything you can't do?”

Puzzles chuckled as he put the end of the cigarette to the small flame.

 

Wpnz put the fire out.

“What can I say? I'm full of surprises.”

 

“Oh, I don't doubt that, my friend.”

Puzzles put the cigarette up to his screen and smoked it like a normal person, causing Wpnz to stare.

 

“Uh… Wait, how does that work?”

He questioned.

 

“How does what work?”

Puzzles asked.

 

Wpnz pointed to the cigarette in Puzzles' hand.

“That. How are you smoking when your head’s a TV?”

 

Puzzles looked at the cigarette as smoke blew out of the vent beside his screen.

“You know, I don't actually know. It just sort of works.”

 

“Huh… Weird…”

 

“I know…”

 

Puzzles started the car and began to drive down the road at a much more leisurely pace than his fast, more reckless driving from before.

 

Neither of them spoke. Puzzles just drove with Wpnz in the passenger seat next to him. The smell of smoke permeated in the car as they drove past the forestry. It was kinda peaceful.

 

Normally, Wpnz would feel awkward in a situation like this. He'd try to strike up conversation or put on the radio or something to drown out the silence. But right now, the silence felt nice. Comfortable.

 

He glanced over at Puzzles, who was adjusting his bowtie a bit before focusing back on the road.

 

For all his intelligence, the showman was pretty childish. Like he never grew up past 10. It was kinda cute.

 

He felt his face heat up as he looked away from Puzzles.

 

Damnit. Why couldn't he stop thinking about how cute this guy was!?

 

Sure, he was attractive. Wpnz wasn't going to deny that. From his excitable and gay-ass voice to his lanky, awkward, frail looking body.

 

He could probably lift the guy up with zero resistance. He almost chuckled at the mental image of him carrying Puzzles over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Really, with how thin Puzzles was, he could probably wrap his entire hand around his waist.

 

A flush of blue came across Wpnz's cheeks.

 

Fuck, he really had to stop thinking about how easily he could manhandle the guy next to him before his thought went to more… explicit imagery.

 

He then heard a yawn from Puzzles.

 

Wpnz looked over and smiled.

“Gettin' tired there, jigsaw?”

 

“A little…”

 

 Puzzles said as he pulled into the parking lot of a motel near a gas station. Puzzles got out of the car, muttering

“We're staying here for the night…”

 

Wpnz shrugged and also got out of the car. He stomped out his half finished cigarette and opened the door to the back seat to grab Toomp, who was passed out. Wpnz smiled and lifted the blob into his arms, softly murmuring

“C’mon little guy…”

 

The trio walked into the motel, Wpnz turned his hand into a gatling gun and pointed it at the guy at the desk.

“We're staying here. Don't try anything.”

 

The scared man only nodded in response, his hands up in surrender.

 

Wpnz turned his hand back to normal as Puzzles found an empty room.

 

“Ah, here we go.”

He happily said before opening the door wide for Wpnz.

“After you.”

 

Wpnz chuckled as he entered the room.

“Sap.”

 

“Hey!”

 

Wpnz chuckled at Puzzles' annoyance, but soon saw that there was only one bed.

 

“Well damn.”

Wpnz said.

 

Puzzles entered the room, shutting the door behind him. A red heart monitor line appeared across his screen as he timidly said

“I-I mean… we could… sh-share it…”

 

Wpnz looked up at Puzzles and shrugged.

“Yeah, sure, why not. Looks big enough.”

 

He then laid the sleeping Toomp down on the bed before taking off his helmet and putting it down on the table near the large bed. He then undid the hair tie holding his hair up in a bun.

 

His black messy hair fell across his shoulders and near his face as he climbed into the bed. He then noticed Puzzles on the bed next to him laying down, looking exhausted.

 

Wpnz chuckled as he laid down, pulling the covers over him.

“Everythin’ finally caught up with ya?”

 

“Yeah…”

Puzzles sighed, closing his eyes,

“I'm exhausted…”

 

“Well, ya better rest up. We gotta get a move on by sunrise.”

 

“Okay…”

Puzzles murmured before his screen turn off.

 

Damn, fell asleep that fast? Oh well.

 

Wpnz snuggled up in the blankets and closed his eyes, soon falling asleep as well…

Notes:

I can't stop writing these two, help!

Chapter 4: Snuggled Up

Wpnz slowly awoke, feeling way more comfortable than he had in ages. He felt something wrapped tightly around him like a lifeline. Could be Toomp. Little guy was always cuddly towards Wpnz specifically. He glanced over only to see Toomp fast asleep on his other side.

 

Wait, if Toomp wasn't holding onto him, then…

 

Wpnz's face flushed in realization. He looked to his other side only to see Puzzles clinging to him.

 

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…

 

Wpnz's thoughts trailed off to thinking how the hell he ended up in this situation. Does Puzzles just grab whatever he can in his sleep? Why was he cuddling him? How long were they like this?

 

He was suddenly snapped out of his thoughts by a hand on the back of his head. Puzzles was absent-mindedly running his fingers through Wpnz's hair, muttering something about someone called ‘Meggy’. Whoever the hell that was. Wpnz almost hated how nice it felt.

 

What now? Sure, he could wake Puzzles up, but the showman would probably get all dramatic and he was pretty annoying when he was like that.

 

Wpnz glanced over at the clock on the bedside table. It was 6:30 in the morning. Pretty damn early.

 

…

 

Maybe he could just stay like this just a little longer.

 

Wpnz felt his face heat up upon making that decision. He took a breath to calm his mind before glancing up to look at Puzzles' screen, which was displaying static.

 

Wpnz didn't really know how Puzzles' head worked. What did static mean? Did it mean he was out cold but still alive? Was he lost in thought? He could pretty easily decipher what the TV's various expressions meant, but what the digital snow meant still eluded him.

 

“‘m sorry…”

Puzzles murmured softly in his sleep, catching Wpnz off guard.

“‘m sorry Meggy… please… don't go…”

He sounded… sad.

“I'll be better… I promise… just don't go… please…”

 

Wpnz could feel his heart almost break at how the performer sounded. Whoever this Meggy person was, they were clearly very important to Puzzles.

 

It wasn't often Wpnz felt pity for anyone, let alone sympathy. The last time he felt that for anyone besides his siblings was for Katana when she told him about how she ended up in the assassin gig. But right now, the gunman’s stone cold heart was cracking a bit for the man wrapped around him.

 

Hesitantly, almost unconsciously, Wpnz wrapped his arms around Puzzles' thin body, his hand ending up resting on the upper and the small of the TV's back. Puzzles, in return, curled tighter around Wpnz, pressing his face into his chest.

 

“'m sorry… 'm so so sorry…”

Puzzles sobbed out.

 

The poor showman seemed to crumble at even the slightest touch. It made Wpnz wonder just what the hell the taller had been through to make him act like this. Wpnz began to remember how Puzzles had acted the day before whenever he touched him.

 

How he seemed to freeze up when riding on Toomp who had taken the form of a motorcycle. How he looked really awkward and flustered when Wpnz had caught him after they fell after getting caught up in an explosion.

 

Just how long had this guy gone without a gentle touch? It was like all he knew was getting his ass kicked.

 

Wpnz began to rub Puzzles' back in an attempt to comfort him, all the while the taller quietly cried and softly sobbed out apologies to someone that wasn't even there like a broken child.

 

The gunman gently nuzzled his face against the showhost’s chest, feeling the soft fabric of his vest. He tried to not focus on the TV's crying. It caused a dull ache in his chest. He tried to focus on something else.

 

Like how Puzzles smelled like ozone and something sweet, like some kind of baked good that Wpnz couldn't place but something that was still nostalgic. Or how soft the fine fiber wool fabric of his vest felt beneath Wpnz's thick metal fingers. Or how thin, delicate, and almost feminine his body was compared to Wpnz's bulkier frame.

 

Wpnz closed his eyes and relaxed against the showman. He noticed that the taller man had stopped crying. He smiled at the observation, feeling himself start to purr.

 

He began to gently trail his hands over Puzzles' sides, a motion that was almost instinctual. It was something he had done with Katana when they were together. He couldn't help it. Puzzles reminded Wpnz so much of Katana, it drove him crazy.

 

He felt Puzzles almost shiver at Wpnz's touch. God, he was so sensitive. It was like he hadn't had any physical affection in a long time. He was so cute.

 

He could almost feel the showman's ribs under his shirt and vest, which kind of surprised Wpnz. He was under the impression that the TV was completely robotic, but no. His body felt squishy and warm like flesh. It was kind of a nice surprise.

 

Suddenly, he felt Puzzles stir and Wpnz completely stopped his movements. He heard a groggy hum and he looked up at the showman.

 

Puzzles' screen no longer displayed static, but his face, which looked shocked and surprised at the same time with a red heart monitor line across his screen like blush.

 

“Uh… Hey.”

Wpnz casually said, as if this was a normal occurrence.

 

Puzzles let out a startled yelp as he shoved Wpnz away from him, causing Wpnz to roll over onto Toomp and causing Puzzles to fall off the bed with a loud thud.

 

“Ow…”

Puzzles muttered.

 

Wpnz got off of Toomp, who was woken up and shot a dirty look at the larger man.

 

Wpnz chuckled and patted the top of Toomp's head.

“Sorry, little buddy.”

He looked over at Puzzles, who had just gotten up and was brushing off his outfit.

“You alright there, jigsaw?”

 

“Oh, hush you.”

Puzzles grumbled, clearly still flustered from earlier. He looked over at the digital alarm clock, which showed that it was now 8 am.

“Whatever happened to leaving at sunrise?”

 

Wpnz put his hands up in mock surrender.

“Hey, not my fault you were using me as a teddy bear.”

 

A tint of pink came over Puzzles' screen as he scoffed.

“You don't speak a word of this, you hear?”

 

“Or what?”

Wpnz grinned, showing off his fangs.

 

Puzzles went silent, completely failing to come up with a threat before he huffed and whined

“Shut up!”

As he stormed off, slamming the door.

 

Wpnz couldn't help but laugh at Puzzles' dramatics. God he was so stupid.

 

Toomp then headbutted Wpnz to try and get his attention.

 

“I know, I know, I'm gettin’ up.”

Wpnz said as he got up off the bed and started getting ready to leave.

 

He put his hair back up in a bun, put his helmet on, grabbed Toomp, and walked out of the room.

 

Something told him today was going to be a good day.

Notes:

Just a fluff chapter for now. Wanted to write these two losers again.