Confession

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      Critterspace is a very amazing place. It evokes feelings of nostalgia and childhood in almost everyone who has ever been there. There are always different visitors, delicious food, and inexpressible emotions with sensations! Critterspace has many employees, and one of them is where this rather romantic story begins. A story of confession, suffering, pain and joy…

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      The room is in beige tones. There are office knives all over the room, green liquid dripping, lots of “Happy Tree Friends” posters, and an open closet with a photo of someone (well, we all know who that is, right?). This is Flower’s room. Dawn is just beginning, it’s still pretty early to wake up. It’s only 7:00 a.m., or rather almost. It’s 6:57. It’s still two whole hours before work starts!       "It’s morning, a new day has arrived! And I finally got some sleep!" Flower said rather quietly, getting up lazily and enjoying the new day. "Oh… I wonder if the others are awake yet? And… what time is it?" Flower asked two questions to himself, falling back onto his bed as he did so. The alarm clock didn’t ring until three minutes later, and during that time, Flower had time to think about a lot of things. Like… was Jiggy awake? How was he feeling? Was he sick? Does he love him? It was the last question that made Flower feel very embarrassed, covering his face with his hands and curling up in a lump.       Flower hesitated for a while, but soon got out of bed. The first thing he decided to do was to pick up his Plush Jiggy, who was at the foot of his bed.       Jiggy is the manager of the Arcade department. The problem is that Flower is in love with him. Madly in love with him. In love to the point of killing himself. He’s been in love with him for a long time, but Jiggy doesn’t know how he feels, and he’s afraid to talk about it. What exactly is he afraid of? He’s afraid of being rejected… What if Jiggy doesn’t love him? Or worse, hated him? Flower doubted the latter, for Jiggy had behaved nobly toward him. He was more worried about the first question. What if he just didn’t want to date him? And how would the others react to that?       The only one who knows about his crush on Jiggy is Vis. Vis is Flower’s best friend. He’s always there for him when he’s having a hard time. Most of all, Flower likes it when Visceral is all fluffy, because then his hugs are the warmest.       "I want Vis to comfort me…" Flower said in a sad voice, staring up at the ceiling while hugging his Plush Jiggy harder. "I’ll try to do as many good deeds as I can!" Flower said, motivating himself.       Suddenly, he noticed that his closet was open…       "Huh? Oh, right… I left my closet open from yesterday… I should close it…" Having said that, Flower left the Plush Jiggy on the bed and headed for the closet with his lover’s altar of sorts. There was also a photo with him. Flower looked at the photo more closely, and said: "Sometimes when I look at you, I feel like a complete idiot, because I haven’t confessed to you, and I still can’t… I’m afraid of the future. I’m afraid of what you’ll say back to me…" and with these words Flower closed the closet. "Okay, we should get dressed in work clothes and watch some episode of «Happy Tree Friends»!" Having said that, Flower went about his usual daily routine.

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      The time is 9 o’clock in the morning. Time to work. In two hours Flower managed to watch one episode of “Happy Tree Friends”, get rid of the extra office knives, go to Camille’s for more Band-Aids, and go knock on Jiggy’s room to see if he was there. Also managed to go to the playground, where Calamity, Zerahiel, and Elaine were. They were just playing with Lilith. Flower was happy for them.       "I’m so glad it’s off to a good start. I wonder where Jiggy is? I knocked on his room, but apparently he wasn’t there, or he didn’t hear me knocking… Or, is he in the Arcade? Maybe he’s already working? Lately he’s been working day and night on slot machines… Oh… what if he hasn’t even had breakfast?! We’ve got to get him some food!!!" Flower thought, and raced to the pizza and French fries counters. He also decided to take some soda with him.       After picking up a few slices of pizza, one packet of fries, and one soda, Flaver went to the Arcade, where Jiggy had just been repairing the slot machines for the past hour.       "Good morning, Jiggy! How have you been? How’s your work? Have you had any breakfast? If anything, I brought you some food…" said Flower, leaving the tray of food on Jiggy’s table.       Jiggy recognized the voice almost immediately.       "Hi Flower! I’m almost done working on the slot machines, I think I’ll be able to get it all done in a few hours. Did you bring me food? THANK YOU SO MUCH! I’ll probably eat later, though, I’m not really hungry right now…" said Jiggy, sounding lethargic from lack of sleep.       "What… WHAT?! YOU HAVEN’T BEEN HUNGRY IN 4 DAYS!!!" Flower shouted loudly, hearing THAT from the one for whom he was ready to sacrifice his life. "GO AND EAT RIGHT NOW!!!" Flower was pretty insistent at this point.       "Whoa, what’s with all the yelling?" Jiggy asked, a little startled by surprise and irritated at the same time. "Well, I’ll take my mind off my work, because I’m really working too hard…" he said faintly, barely getting up and sitting down at his desk.       At this time, Flower was trembling all over. Shivering at the fact that he had forcibly forced Jiggy to just eat. But, after all, he was just very concerned about his well-being and health. Undoubtedly, Jiggy soon noticed this.       "Where’s Thing? Shouldn’t she be helping you…?" Flower asked Jiggy.       "She’s helping me with some parts. She should be in her room right now, sort of. And… hey? Why are you trembling all over?" he asked softly, surprised, afraid to see the sadness on Flower’s face or hear him cry.       "I just got cold… I should probably go…" he lied defiantly, just to get away and think about what had just happened to him.

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      An hour and a half later, a knock was heard. Another knock. And another knock. And another knock. The four cherished knocks. Knocks on the red door behind which was everyone’s favorite chef at Critterspace, namely Visceral. Flower was knocking on his door for comfort. Vis was cutting meat and making soups at the time, but he opened the door anyway, guessing in advance who would be there. Just as he thought, there was his best friend, Flower.       "Helloe, Flower! Did you wante something? Come in, don’t be afraide!" said Vis, cheerfully greeting his dear friend.       "Vis…" When he said his best friend’s name, Flower hugged him very tightly. Vis fell into a slight stupor at the sight of Flower’s actions, and that made him a little worried about him.       "Do you have some kind of probleme…? Are you having a harde time? Do you feel bad? Are you sadee? Don’t be afraide to telle me… I’ll try to helpe you…" With these words Vis closed the door so that there was no draft and the others could not hear their conversations.       "V-Vis… it’s hard for me to talk like this… let’s sit down…" said Flower as he stepped out of his friend’s warm embrace.       "All righte!"       Seated on the table next to the oven, Flower was speechless for a long time, until Vis told him in a soft tone the following:       "Flower…? Don’t be afraide, I’m always ready to listen to you, you knowe that! You can truste me! I’ll helpe in any way I can!"       "Well, this problem has to do with Jiggy… you know about my crush…? Well, today is the fourth day he’s been working tirelessly at the arcade… he rarely eats anything… I decided to bring him food myself. At first he was excited about it, which made me happy too, but when he said he would eat later, I flashed and yelled loudly at him that he had been starving for four days… The most he ever eats is one slice of pizza or drinks one juice a day and that’s it… He told me irritably that why I was scaring him with my yelling… and now I think I was too pushy for nothing… but, I was just worried about his health and well-being… I think I hurt his feelings… that’s why I feel bad. I’m afraid that I’ve ruined his mood since the beginning of the day!" Almost crying, Flower spoke emotionally as he recounted his situation with Jiggy. His petals began to lose their bright hue with each word. "And I do love him. I love him… and I still don’t know how to tell him, and with today’s situation, it seems impossible…" Flower was literally choking on the tears that appeared on his sad face with every passing second. To hide them, he tried to cover his face with his hands, but there was no use in hiding it from Vis.       “Uwaaa, that’s touching… But, you knowe, don’t get too excited about Jiggy. I’m sure he’s just overworked, after all, four days of hard worke is a longe time. I’m sure he’s just tired and needs a reste. And as for confessing… try to telle him when he’s welle rested and taking things more seriously. Or… confess to him right nowee… I’ve tolde you many times howee you can confess to himee." Visceral said in a very soft voice his explanations for these situations.       "Vis… thank you so much… I’m such an idiot…" said Flower, still hugging him just as he had when he met him.       "Flower, stop talking about yourselfe like that! You’re only lowering your self-esteeme! I’m worried about you too, you knowe… You’re very goodee, in spite of some of your tendencies and medical difficulties." Having said that, Vis let Flower go from his embrace. "Okay, calme down, don’t cry… please… or I’ll cry too…"       "No, you don’t have to cry! I’ve already calmed down! Thank you SO MUCH again!!! Okay, well, I’m going to go to work." Having said that, Flower went to the exit of Visceral’s kitchen, opened the door and went to work.

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      It’s 6:00 in the evening. It’s been a great day. In an hour it’s the end of the day, and then it’s evening. It’s a beautiful time of day when you can be alone with yourself or a loved one…       Now would be a good time for a confession. Jiggy had rested well all day and finally finished his work on the slot machines. He dressed up nicely and cleaned himself up. He looked just fine… Flower, when he saw him, blushed profusely. Oh, he had never seen Jiggy look so handsome! And so, Flower finally dared to confess to him…       He watched him a lot. He knew practically everything about Jiggy! Flower isn’t sure if Jiggy likes him back because he’s too shy to talk to him most of the time. He always knows where Jiggy is, or what he’s doing, or how he’s feeling, or what he had for breakfast!       And so finally… that moment has arrived…

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      "Jiggy… can I confess something to you…?" Flower asked, very nervous, standing right in front of his lover.       "Hello again, Flower! Of course you can! What did you want to tell me?" Jiggy asked.       "I… just… I just really… I JUST REALLY LOVE YOU… VERY MUCH… I’ve been in love with you for a long time… I think about you constantly… I can’t stop thinking about you… I really like you a lot…!!!" After finishing his brief confession, Flower abruptly turns around and runs away, only to hide his face, which is already completely red from embarrassment and tears at the same time.       "Wait! Don’t run away! I haven’t said anything yet…!" said Jiggy, going after the one who had just confessed in front of him.

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      Flower ran to the swing that was near the Arcade, sat there, and began to cover his face with his hands so Jiggy wouldn’t see his embarrassment and tears. But Jiggy found him near the Arcade anyway.       "Hey, why did you run away? I didn’t say anything, and you’re running away… Can you sit closer to me…?" politely asked Jiggy, and Flower obediently sat down next to him. "Don’t cry, please, I love you very much. My heart beats faster with every tear you cry, I worry about you. Hold me so you don’t cry. I love you very much too…. are you happy? Mmm? Are you crying again? Are you afraid? Are you shy…? You have very fragile hands…"       "I’m s-sorry… I’m s-sorry for everything. I’m sorry for running away… I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you completely… I’m such an idiot… idiot…"       "It doesn’t matter anymore. And, hey, stop lowering your self-esteem! That’s not who you are! You’re very good, despite your tendencies and medical difficulties."       "Huh, Vis said the same thing… haha…" said Flower, giving his beloved Jiggy a little hug.       "Let’s just sit together, okay? I’ll do whatever you want. Actually, I wanna tell you one thing. I didn’t really care who fell in love with me before, but I would be very happy if that someone was happy to be around me… accordingly, I would be very happy, too. I’m very happy for someone to love me not as a friend… I love you, too, Flower. I’ve always liked you! I knew for a long time that you loved me… You were always very caring to me, you always encouraged me to work when I wasn’t in the mood, you always even brought me breakfast when I was hungry! I love you very much, know that…" said Jiggy practically in the same breath, holding his beloved to me.       "Uwaaa… it’s so nice to know that our feelings were mutual… I was so afraid you’d reject me… I was afraid I’d ruin your mood at the beginning of the day… You’re not upset with me, are you?" Flower asked.       "No! Not at all! On the contrary, I’m just glad you’re taking care of me, it’s just that I was sluggish and needed a rest. I’m sorry I was wrong to answer you irritably the second time…"       "Wait… if you’ve known for a long time that I love you… DO YOU KNOW WHAT’S IN MY CLOSET?!"       "…What?" asked Jiggy, surprised, not knowing what Flower was talking about.       "It’s not a big deal anymore! I’m very happy to be with you here and now! Hey, why don’t we listen to some music? Let’s turn on my playlist and I’ll give you my headphones? By the way, if you’re done with the slot machines… maybe we can play «Visceral-plush grabber» later?" Flower suggested.       "Haha! Sure, whatever you want!" Jiggy answered cheerfully, rising from the floor on which they had sat together during the most beautiful moments of their lives.       Flower gave one earpiece to Jiggy and turned on one music from his playlist called “icosa”, by Oliver Buckland. As they listened to this music, they sweetly watched everything going on in front of them at Critterspace.

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