Mituna Captor
You're M-My Hunny B-Bun

You had known the bipolar Troll for nearly two sweeps.

Er- well, that's the equivalent of four and a half Earth years? Right? Dunno. You've just been stuck on Beforus for what feels like forever. How is beyond you- something about a Faygo, your cell phone and your dead goldfish- and you know that you've enjoyed every second of it.

The bipolar Troll you were talking about? His name is Mituna Captor. And yea, you did have a big ol' 'flush crush' on him. He seemed to only calm down in your arms, and always had that derpy, happy smile on his gray face when you watched him 'board. He was the epitome of dorky cuteness.

Today, you two were chilling with his Moirail, Kurloz. Well, you lived with the mute Troll, so I guess it's more proper to say that Mituna was chilling with you guys at your 'hive.'

Psch, hive. It's funny because 'Tuna's obsessed with those crazy bees of his. They were all so adorab-

No! Bad (Name)! Back to the present- not to the future!

Anyways, you had fashioned a deck of playing cards from some index cards 'Loz kept stashed in the house (The mute has to talk somehow!) and were teaching them about the suites.

As you sat the Ace of Hearts in front of them, Kurloz let out a surprised grunt while Mituna squealed. "Oh my gog, (Name)! That'th the red quadrant!... Why did yoh color it black? I'm thure Kurloth hath red thomewhere..." You stopped Mituna as he stood up to search for a red marker, your hand wrapping around his.

"It's not an issue, 'Tuna. I just didn't want to search for a red marker while I made these. Now, I wanna go over this with you- the suites are your guyses Soxxy Note: guyses just looks better than guys', grammar nazis >D quadrant symbols. They don't mean the same thing, though. No platonic feelings, er... No black or red or pale or ashen? Yea, that. None of that." Kurloz nodded, setting his hands in front of him. Mituna just giggled wildly, a yellow streak crossing his barely visible cheeks. You pouted, leaning forward and swiping the helmet off of his head. Again, Kurloz squeaked from surprise, as did Mituna, but you just sat the helmet down.

"What the heck, (Name)!" Mituna gasped, surprised. "That'th my helmet! Why'd ya take it off? I could get very theriouthly injured, like Kankri thayth I could!" You notices the yellow tears start to drip past his long, eye-blocking (not to be confused with cock-blocking) bangs.

You grabbed a clip out of your pocket, noticing the cute honey bee design on it.

Ah, the one 'Tuna gave you for your 'Sweep-day.' What ever that was... Birthday?

No! Back to the subject, (Name)! I don't have to get the squirt bottle out and squirt you like a cat, do I? No, I don't. Now back on task!... Good (Name).

You grabbed Mituna's bangs, twisting them and clipping them back with the honey bee clip. "'Tuna, you have 'Loz and I here to keep you safe. You've got nothing to worry about save for that weird as fuck other human stalker chick when we're here," you soothed, petting his head and smoothing his hair in some kind of shoosh pap maneuver. Mituna nodded, drying his tears, since you couls now see them. "Besides," you sang, "You have pretty eyes~"

Oh and there's that purple film over your eyes, obstructing your vision slightly, but not enough to alert that Mituna also had it- slightly bluer in one eye amd slightly reder in the other. "So, are we going to play a game?"

....

Okay, time to explain things.

Kurloz, because he's a highblood, can create a 'mental chatroom,' so to speak. It helps since he's a mute...

Wow that was really mean. God, (Name), why are you so mean?

You're not?

Fooled me.

Anyways, you nodded, shuffling the cards since you had ajusted to your purple vision. "We'll play go fish~"

~Slam poetry TIME SKIP WOOOOAH~

After approximately three hours of you kicking ass in go fish, Mituna started to yawn. "Tired, 'Tuna?" you asked as you wrapped the cards in a rubber band.

The Troll nodded, rubbing his fading purple eyes. You also noticed the fading purple that obscured your vision. Ah, Kurloz must've gone to... That... Slime substance.

Ew......

"(Name), will you walk me back to my hive?" he asked innocently, rubbing his eyes again. You smiled at him, walking back to your seat and grabbing his helmet. Then you nodded, plopping the metal-and-plastic feature over his eyes.

"Come on, rad guy, I'll walk you home," you teased, extending the now standing Troll your hand. He jumped up quickly, a large smile on his thin features.

His gloved hand intertwined with your bare one, and he threw a skateboard down from his sylladex. Then he pulled you onto the rather long, flat piece of metal and wood, wrapping your arms around his waist. You giggled out, "I thought we were walking!"

Mituna giggled over his shoulder, "Walking'th for lotherth!" This caused you to laugh even louder, your hair flipping behind you as he sped down the sidewalk to his hive.

You two arrived in a matter of minutes, nearly bumping into the night owl (day owl?) Porrim. She screamed at you two, but you just laughed at the adverted crisis.

Doing a YOUTH ROLL as the skateboard came to a stop, you landed in the dark brown grass of his hive's yard, giggling like a mad man.

And people thought Meenah was crazy...

Mituna helped you up, "Wanna come inthide with me, (Name)?" Was that a hint of flush on his cheeks, or were you imagining things again?

Meh, he and 'Tula were a thing right?

Right...

You nodded, bouncing after him and into his hive. He offered you tea, which was rare since they hardly ever offered you anything, but you accepted. You even offered to make it, but Mituna started to flip out with his little whines and slurred, high pitch complaints. Instead you sat on his fluffy, red-yellow-blue plaid couch, stretching out and sighing happily.

Until you heard the soft curse of, "Thhit!"

Standing up like the couch burnt you, you tumbled into the kitchen, preparing to strife a mofo using your awesome (strifespecibus). When you saw that the only thing out of the ordinary was the honey around Mituna's mouth yo-

Honey.

Mouth.

Mituna.

You jumped over Mituna as he started bawling. While his Psiionic powers were gone, he still felt the pain of when the mind honey pulsed through his body, looking for an outlet to be released. The only outlet was his pained tears.

You shooshed him, removing his hemet- barely noticing the clip that clung to his sweat-damp hair- and pet his soft black locks as he sobbed into your white shirt.

Eventually the tears subsided, letting the Troll look up at you with a quivering lower lip. "You didn't leave like Latula did..." he murmured, tears bubbling at the corners of his eyea again.

Latula left him?

(Name), off topic yet again, Right now, the Troll-guy-boy-thing you find very adorable and attractive is needing comfort! You may dwell on this later!

You gave him a genuine, concerned smile, smoothing his hair. "'Tuna, I'd never leave you."

"N-never?"

You nuzzled his hair, being careful of his horns. "N-e-v-e-r. Never," you repeated.

He didn't seem to believe you. "Promithe?" he asked, holding up a gloved pinky.

You wrapped your (skin tone) pinky around his own, squeezing it. "I promise, 'Tuna, I'll never leave you."

He grabbed each side of your face, pulling it down and planting his lips on your own. It was an inexperienced kiss, one that caused your teeth- your blunt ones and his sharp ones- to knock together, even cutting your lip.

But it was a kiss nonetheless.

Mituna tore his mouth away from yours after a few seconds, a blush burning his face yellow. "(Name), I'm fluthhed for you," he stated, his voice waving a little. "You're... You're tho rad, and really cool, and you and Kurloth get along really well, and you're not mean to me or to anyone, and you alwayth make Cronuth thtop picking on me, and-!" He squeaked when you kissed him, your lips meshing with his perfectly.

It was a sweet second kiss, one that made both of your hearts (or whatever he had) thump loudly in your chests.

"Mituna, have you heard the saying 'You're my hunny bun?'" you asked, wrapping your arms around him. He shook his head no, looking up at you. "Well you're my hunny bun, 'Tuna!" you squealed, bouncing in the floor.

Mituna giggled, "Tho, (First Name) (Last Name), will you be my totally rad matethprit?"

You nodded, giggling, "Of course I will, Mituna!"

He glomped you. "Man, thith ith tho awethome! Theriouthly! Thith ith cooler than Meenah!" he squealed, squeezing you. "If I'm your hunny bun, the you're my honey bee, (Name)!"

You two sat in a comfortable silence, ignoring the mess and just enjoying the the presence of your other half.

"Tho (Name)..."

"Hmm?"

"Wanna make thome honey beeth?"

You know what they say: Third time's the charm~