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Cosmo had just finished putting the cookies in the oven.

"Hey how are 'they' doing?"Sprout asked from across the kitchen.

Cosmo raised an eyebrow, and sighed a bit.

"Glisten's been locked in his room, but Boxten is doing fine. They had an arguement or something, i'm not sure. Teagan said something about Glisten breaking something."Cosmo removed his apron and set it on the counter.

"He broke something? Eh sounds like him. Was it in purpose?"Sprout sounded a bit more serious now.

"I don't know, probably not."Cosmo kissed Sprout on the cheek and left the kitchen.

Cosmo walked down the hall to Glisten's room.He hesitantly knocked on the door only to be met with a shout from Glisten.

"Uh- One moment!-"Cosmo waited for about a minute before the door opened.

"Heyyyy Cosmo!- What's up?-"Glisten stepped into the hallway, shutting the door behind him.

"Okay, first of all, why are you being weird? Second, i was just checking up on you-?"Cosmo tilted his head and tried reaching for the doorknob but his hand got pushed back by Glisten's.

"1. I'm not being weird, 2. I'm doing fine, thank you."

"Really because you always say your f-"Cosmo was cut short when Glisten ran back into his room, slamming and locking the door behind him.

"...Weird??"Cosmo whispered before returning to the kitchen.

Glisten listened to Cosmo's footsteps outside.When they finally faded away he sighed and pushed himself off the door, walking over to his bed.

"Boxy?"Glisten climbed underneath the blankets, pulling a part of them off of the box.

Boxten sat in Glisten's bed, asleep.

Glisten smiled and covered him back up, careful not to disturb him.

"No homo, bro."Glisten whispered to Boxten, knowing he couldn't hear.

"Yet."He joked.

He clearly joked, right?

This chapter is short cuz i'm tired and suffering from dry eyes, stuffy nose, and my step-dad blasting political documentaries so I can't focus on anything

Sorry ówò