Chapter II: Fried Ice Cream

Nickel’s P.O.V: Book and Pillow have been inside the library for half an hour now. What’s taking them so long? Please don’t tell me they’re actually making out…

Oh, no they're leaving. Whew!

“So..are you two a thing?” I asked. “Umm, I guess yeah!” Book responded happily holding on to Pillow's shoulder. “Dare come and or hurt her and you'll receive the consequences,” Pillow threatened.Oh my mint..is she serious. I can feel myself break a sweat and crocked “O-okay.”

Well that escalated quickly.

Book’s P.O.V:“Dare come and or hurt her and you'll receive the consequences,” Pillow threatened. “O-okay,” Nickel replied.S-She really cares. This felt weird, because she’s usually a psychopathic or an unpredictable kind of girl. I really thought I never had a chance, since she’s…y’know.

A-Anyways, Pillow and I were walking back to her place since mine is having rodent problems. Heh..

“And~We’re here! Welcome home, Book!” Pillow said as she opened the door. She made a gesture signaling me to come in first, and so I did. Her house is very spacious, and…

Is that a knife collection?

“O-Oh, don't mind my collection, it's just a hobby of mine” “Uh-huh, I can tell…”

I sat down on Pillow’s gray couch, and surprisingly, it was soft. Like really soft.

“Hey, it's almost dinner time, you want something from here?” Pillow asked. Hmm, well we are in her house, and I don't want Pillow to overwork herself for me. I already knew I was a handful, and she's probably already stressing out…

“I'll make something for the two of us,”“Oh really? I thought I needed to make something-”“Nono. I don't want you to feel overwhelmed, so I'll do it!”“...Book-”

Before Pillow could finish what she's about to say, I walked into the pantry to see what I could make, while waltzing into the freezer as well. Since I'm also a recipe cookbook, I'll make fried ice cream! (A.N: Yes that’s an actual thing, I'm sure that some of you have heard about it.)

Okay.. step 1; Scoop out some ice cream. I grabbed a tub of vanilla ice cream, and tried to scoop it with an ice cream scooper, but it was frozen solid! I know the instructions say to ‘wait for it to cool,’ but.. I'm impatient. And so I tried to scoop the ice of the ice cream.

The spoon bounced off of my hands and accidentally smacked Pillow's face.

“Owch,” she said. She pulled off the scooper and also said “Cool!”

“Oh my dictionary! Pillow, I'm so so sorry!”

And she giggled. “Don't worry about it, Book. It didn't even hurt. Do you want me to help you?”

‘Yeah..” I surrendered.

We basically spent the day making fried ice cream. It was both fun and messy.“Boop!”“Pillow, what did you do?”“Just put some ice cream on your nose!”“Wha- hey!”I wiped the ice cream off my nose with my finger. Then she licked it off my finger.

“Mmm, yummy!”

I felt my face getting warmer and warmer, and the next thing you know, I was red like a tomato.

“P-PILLOW!!!” I screamed while trying to cover my burning face with my hands.

“Hehe, aww. You look adorable~” She teased, while also hugging me with her head close to mine. While I was hiding my face on her chest, trying to calm myself down.

“I really am the second most flustered individual around here..” I mumbled loud enough for Pillow to hear.

“There's nothing wrong about it, y'know?” She remarks, while kissing my forehead in the process.

“Yeah, yeah. I know,” I replied. This was a new moment for me, so I'll be sure to keep this in mind.

“C'mon, the Ice cream is gonna melt if we don't finish,” Pillow reminds.

So we did. It was one of the tastiest things I've ever eaten! And also one of the most romantic experiences I've ever had with Pillow. Now it was getting dark outside, so that meant that I was going to-

“No you are not sleeping on the couch. I will.”“What? Pillow, this is your house, I don’t want to intrude or anything..”“You’re not intruding, don’t worry. And besides, I don’t sleep easily anyways so you can fall asleep without me disturbing you,”“Okay,” I sighed. After I got ready for bed, I waved Pillow goodnight and plopped myself to sleep.

{Book’s Dream Sequence:}BFB 16:“Taco! You really want that BFB, don’t you?”“Yeah, but… I don’t wanna abandon-”“It’s okay, I’m not forcing you to stay with us. You can tell us all about when the gang is back…Together…”“Y-You really thought that I forgave you? C’mon, Book. Have some common sense. You’ve hurt me, thought that I abandoned the team. How stupid are you? I’m still surprised that someone decided to stay and love YOU. Heh, you don’t deserve anyone after what you have done.” “T-Taco?” {Book’s Dream Sequence Ended:} “Heh, you don’t deserve anyone after what you have done… ” AHH! I panted out of bed with a cold sweat. Oh my word, that really sounded like Taco…

I’ll never get over this feeling, will I?

I shivered as I looked at Pillow’s wall clock to check the time..…2:17am…

Is Pillow even awake? I had never felt more scared before in my life, and I’m scared over something that’s probably not even real!

I crept down the hallway only to witness a white haired girl fast asleep with a knife in hands. Oh boy. I slowly and surely took the knife away from my little psychopath and placed it in her knife collection cabinet. And without hesitation, I slept with Pillow on the couch.

Pillow’s P.O.V:I woke up feeling something heavy on my back. I turned around to see Book…sleeping on me?! Ohmygosh I can’t believe it!!! Hmmm.

She looks precious and cute! I wonder what she’ll look like without her glasses. I took of her thin circular black spectacles and-

Oh.My.Pillow.Factory.

✨ She looks perfect!!! ✨ 

Okay, okay, I’ll let her sleep.

“I love you, Book,” I whispered. The last thing I remembered is I felt my eyelids heavy, and drifted to sleep with my partner in arms.

To be continued…

(A.N: 💙 Happy Valentine's Day everyone! Hope you’re doing something special with your significant other, and here’s a new chapter as my gift to you! 💙 P.S: Wow! +1,050 words! See you in the next chapter. -Era)