𝐏𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲

I read a lot, so i got some ideas from a funny book i read a few years back:)

And please tell me I'm not the only one that likes the cuddling and snuggling tag for amphibia fanfics on ao3

Marcy was waiting in front of Sasha and Anne's locker. The two girls had finally attended school after not showing up for weeks. Marcy jumped up and waved at them with a big grin on her face as they walked down the hall to greet her.

Marcy walked towards them and opened her mouth to speak  but before any words could come out of her mouth she was met with a certain redhead that had jumped on Sasha and wrapped her arms around her neck.

"Sashy! Where were you!? Do you know how worried I was about you while you were gone!?" Heather asked, burying her face further into the crook of Sasha's neck.

Seeing the one person she hated so close to the one person she loved made Marcy's blood boil. 

Anne was side-eyeing both of them, she looked pretty pissed too.

"If you got injured or hurt while you were gone then i can take care of you very well! At least way better than a certain someone...." Heather offered.

Sasha wore a nervous smile and rubbed the back of her neck as she slowly pulled Heather off of her. "H-Hehe, thanks for offering but I'm fine I promise." 

Marcy rolled her eyes and looked away from both of them with her arms crossed. There was something she noticed though, something on Heather's nose. She couldn't quite get a glimpse of it though because of how much Heather was fidgeting while hugging Sasha.

Oh, forgot. Sasha and Anne don't know about the drama Marcy got in while they were gone. Welp, they're gonna freak out.

"Oop! My friend group is right there! I gotta go Sashy, I'll see you later!" She said before hugging Sasha tighter and running over to her friend group.

'Tsk, idiot knows nothing about personal space.'

Marcy had already put her things away into her locker, but Anne and Sasha hadn't yet. They both walked over to their lockers, but were shocked at what they witnessed when they opened it up.

Sasha and Anne opened up their lockers and were about to put their things inside when a bunch of pink envelopes fell out of their lockers and onto the floor. The two girls both stared down at the floor in shock.

"What the heck!? That's like forty nine letters!" Sasha shouted, in disbelief.

Marcy felt her face heat up at those few letters.

"Woah, this person really must be determined in confessing their love to us. We've only been gone for weeks and there's already so many letters, who could it be? I mean, should we try comparing their handwriting to someone else's? Should we spy and see if anyone walks to our locker and puts a note inside?" Anne suggested.

"Hehe, I'm going to go to class now, okay bye!" Marcy said as she ran away quickly.

Sasha raised one of her eyebrows in confusion as she watched Marcy run into her class. "What's up with Marcy? She's been acting pretty strange lately."

"Sash, something is always up with Marcy. There's never anything new so don't even be surprised." Anne chuckled.

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Marcy, Sasha, and Anne were all sitting at the lunch table eating their lunch. Meanwhile, the table was silent. There was nothing really to talk about so they just sat there in awkward silence. Marcy tried to make things less awkward so she attempted talking, right as soon as she opened her mouth to say something, guess what happened?

Heather showed up.

Marcy's attention was taken away from Heather when Marissa walked over and sat next to them. She waved at Sasha and Anne and they waved back. Marcy placed her attention back on Heather, who was whispering to her friend while staring back at Marcy.

One thing about Marcy, if she finds you staring at her and she doesn't like it, she'll stare right back at you stare at you even if you look away to the point where you get uncomfortable.

Now Marissa had told Marcy that Heather's nose was taped up, but I guess Marcy wasn't expecting to see what she saw because she took one look at her and her nose was busted up. I mean, she was standing there with ten hoops in her ears, and she was looking at Marcy over the top of the enormous cast on her nose. It was so big that Marcy wanted to grab a pen and sign a bunch of childish things on it.

But all that gauze and tape plastered on her face didn't stop her mouth from working. She gave Marcy an evil glare and said, "C'mon Tenille. Let's go before she breaks your nose too."

Marissa took a look over at Heather and her friend who had moved to a different spot. "Woah! It's even bigger than it was yesterday! You must have really got her ass!"

Sasha and Anne turn they're heads to look over at Marcy and cock their eyebrows in confusion.

"Huh? Marce, what's Marissa talking about? What happened while we were gone?" Sasha questioned, curiously.

"Hehe, long story. So once you guys left, a few weeks later Heather and her wolf pack started picking on me. Well, recently the bullying started getting worse and the day before yesterday she pricked me in the butt cheek with a needle so I punched her in the face and that's why she looks like that. It's a huge coincidence that you guys just happened to wake up on the same day." Marcy explained.

....?

"Wait, Marcy. YOU DID THAT TO HER? Wow, I didn't think a soft little cutie like you had it in you to do something like that." Anne said.

"Yeah I agree, you really got her ass on that one." Sasha agreed.

The bell rang for the next class, and while they're all standing there mumbling the speech the teacher made all of them read out loud, Marcy's eyes shift over and stared at that mountain of tape on Heather's face. And pretty soon shes left wondering, 'What's gauze doing on her nose? I mean, if I broke it, I broke it on the inside. There's no reason to put gauze on the outside unless her nose is cut, and I know I didn't cut it.'

Then Marcy starts thinking about a random guy she saw inside the hospital walking around with a broken nose. She was thinking about how the tape on the guys nose had been smaller and kind of skin-colored. Heather's nose was buried in athletic tape, the white stuff they wrap your ankle with when you sprain it in sports.

That's when it hit her. Heather's nose wasn't broken at all. She was just putting on a show to get people to hate Marcy. And It's working.

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 Welp, Marcy's being punished. Her mother had found out about her getting in trouble at school and gave her a punishment, it wasn't as bad as the punishments she used to get since her mother was trying to redeem herself but the punishment still sucked ass. I'm still surprised the school didn't call sooner though.

Marcy stood a few feet away from a shabby old doghouse in her grandmas backyard from when her grandma's dog was a baby. Meanwhile her grandma lived near the forest, so her backyard was facing the forest.

Her grandma owned a pitbull, so eventually the dog grew too big for the dog house. Her grandma was fierce, and she wasn't one to play with. She owns a pitbull for protection, and if the dog isn't available, she kicks ass.

Reminds her of Mrs. Croaker.

Anne and Sasha took the punishment with her even though they didn't do anything to get in trouble. 

They couldn't let their darling take that shitty punishment alone.

Sasha walked over to the shabby dog house and picked up a rusty shovel that was leaning against it. She then came back, stood next to Marcy, and started scooping up crusty piles of dog poop.

Ew.

Sasha was scooping up dog poop while Marcy had out her notebook taking notes on different bugs she saw in her backyard and planned on studying it. Meanwhile Anne was just watching in the corner, thinking that they forgot she had to pick up dog shit too.

"What i wanna know is what are you about to do with that mess?" Asked Marcy, while covering her nose and mouth to block the smell.

"I don't know, maybe if you put that notebook down you'll see." Sasha said, holding the shovel out and walking to the back of the house where the trees were, Marcy followed.

When they got close to the forest line, Sasha looked over her shoulder and was met with Anne standing around far away in the corner. "Anne! Get over here! Don't think we forgot about you! You have to pick up dog shit too!" Sasha shouted.

Anne whined and ran over to Sasha and Marcy. Once she stopped running she stopped next to Marcy and pouted, crossing her arms. Marcy grinned and let out a small giggle, patting Anne's head. 

 Marcy sat her study notebook on the picnic table nearby and put her attention back on Sasha.

"You two watching?" Sasha called out, making sure all eyes were on her.

"Yeah." They both responded.

Without any warning, Sasha cocked her shovel back and flung it forward. The dog shit flew into the air and out into the woods, slapping against the tree and exploding. 

"Ooh yeah!" Sasha cheered, holding her shovel up in the air as if she had just scored a touchdown.

Anne gasped, her mouth falling open as Sasha came back to scoop up more dog crud. "Are you just going to stand there or are you two going to get in on this?" Asked Sasha, chin pointing to the other two shovels leaning against the side of the dog house.

Now that Anne thought about it, it seemed kinda fun.

No way was Anne going to miss out on slinging shit in the air. On poopidity?

No.

Way.

How often does anybody get to catapult doo-doo into a forest? Never. Anne ran and grabbed the other shovel. Marcy also grabbed her shovel and watched Anne excitedly picked a shovel.

"Get that one." Sasha said, pointing to a gross mound, still stinky. 

Anne grimaced, but she slid the shovel under the poop, grimaced again at the scratchy sound of the dirt, then lifted it and followed Sasha back to the tree line.

"Go for it." Sasha said, nodding. Marcy watched.

Anne put one foot forward, holding the shovel as if it were a baseball bat and she was about to attempt the worst bunt in history. She whipped the shovel forward, but not nearly hard enough. The poop plopped down only about a foot away. It was a sad throw not gonna lie, sad enough to the point where Sasha and Marcy felt the shame. It was also way too close to being a situation where poop was splattered all over Anne's shoes. Yeah, they were already covered in dust, but dust is one thing, shes a tomboy for gods sake, even mud she could handle, but dog poop?

There's no coming back from that.

"You gotta fling it Anne, fling it." Sasha demonstrated. "You see that tree over there?"

Anne looked out at all the trees in front of them and wondered which one Sasha was talking about. It was pretty much... a forest. Trees were everywhere. And Sasha wasn't really pointing at any tree in particular. She just said the tree over there as if one of the trees had been marked with a sign that said, This tree, dummy. But Sasha was always on her tail about asking too many questions so she just nodded.

"Watch and learn lovely ladies." Sasha held the shovel low, letting it hang behind her before hurling its contents into the woods. It splat against a tree. Perfect shot. It must have been the one Sasha was aiming for, because she threw her hands up in celebration again. "Bang bang! Got it!" She howled. "Now lets try again!"

Anne picked up another clump, questions flying all over the place like those flies on the...poopidity.

Why was there so much poop in the first place? Did nobody care that there was dog crap all over the yard? It isn't their mess, so why do they have to do it? When was the last time her grandmas yard had been poop-scooped? Anne tried to mimic Sasha's every move. Meanwhile Marcy picked up poop on her own while Sasha was helping Anne, who sucked ass and throwing.

Anne held the shovel low and let it drop back behind her a little so that she could get some good momentum. We're talking technique here. Sophisticated stuff.

"Aim for that random tree again." Sasha said, pointing into the woods. 

Anne focused and counted off. One, two, and on three, she swung her whole body, a kind of broken-down golf swing, the poop whipping from the shovel head. Anne closed her eyes, prepared for what was about to happen next. Anne heard a gasp from next to her, she opened her eyes to see the dog poop perfectly splattered on the tree. She let out a big gasp. "WOOOOO! high five baby! I did it!" She cheered.

She gave Sasha a hard high five as Marcy watched them with a concerned look on her face. She facepalmed and let out a low chuckle. 'Really? You nerds are actually enjoying flinging poop? This was supposed to be a punishment, I can't take you two seriously.' She thought.

They kept doing the same thing over and over again until all of the poop was out of the yard, the sun had already started setting by the time that they were finished. Marcy wiped the sweat from her forehead and let out a big sigh. "Finally, now I can go home and take a nap!"

Marcy slowly backed up and opened her mouth to speak. "Okaysoyouguystaketoolongandimtiredandhungrysoimgoingtogohomeseeyoulaterbye!" She said as she ran off quickly.

Anne let out a quick chuckle. "Typical mar-mar, leaving us in the dust, or should i say poop?"

"Speaking of Marcy... Sasha, do you like Marcy?" Anne questioned.

"Huh? Anne, what do you mean? Of course I like Marcy, she and you are best friends, why wouldn't i like her?" Sasha asked.

"No, Sasha. That isn't what I mean, like... Are you in love with Marcy..?" 

Sasha was taken aback by the sudden question that had come out of the girl's lips. She then felt heat rise up to her cheeks and she rubbed the back of her neck and opened her mouth to speak.

"Uh, yeah. I love Marcy a lot, shes very pretty and cute, I love it when she gets embarrassed, and I love squishing her cheeks and then having her hit me and then tease her about how she has baby hits. I love everything about her." Sasha's face was completely red at this point.

Anne had never seen Sasha flustered, she was always strong and courageous and never showed any type of weakness. But this was the first time anyone has ever seen Sasha flustered.

It was kinda...cute.

Anne stared at Sasha for a moment and let out a little chuckle. She then got up and walked out of the backyard, Sasha followed after her. "Hey where are you going!? I hope you didn't make me say those embarrassing words for nothing Boonchuy! And you better not tell her either!"

Oh god this took so long.

My asscheeks are clenched again.

Sorry I haven't updated in three days, i hope yall can forgive me lol.

As a reward, i give you guys a long chapter.

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