Requested by: GoldGamer12

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Another day has passed in this world and you have decided to get a breather, not being coped up inside the quarters. It was a nice day out and decided to bring one of the manuals to read, wanting to relax without worrying anything.

You found yourself a place to sit where you can see the whole view of everything, the Red Blood Cells scurrying along with their individual delivery, Killer T Cells doing their daily routine, White Blood Cells on patrol, the cute Platelets doing construction, and others more.

You sat on the bench, placing the manual, and tea you got on the way. You take a deep breathe and stretch your arms up to loosen the fatigue.

“Mast Cell!” Until you stiffen in place, turning to the side in seeing the owner of the voice. “B Cell!” The two of you begin to stare daggers at each other before looking away. “What are you doing here.” B Cell said in an annoyed tone that you answered back. “That’s none of your concern.” You didn’t even dare to face him which irk him greatly.

“Fine, I’m not interested anyway.” B Cell utters and sits on the second bench near you, placing down his Antibody gun at the edge.

It got quiet with none trying to speak a single word, even though you and B Cell would argue back and forth, it would seem at this moment the two of you are at peace with each other, somewhat appreciating each others presence and not fighting.

You stole a glance toward B Cell in seeing him doing the same, startling each other. Reverting your line of sight, you suddenly feel jittery, and you pick up the manual beside you, opening it to a specific page which you start reading to try and forget what happened moments ago.

B Cell on the other hand, he then looks at you fully after seeing you focus on the book you are reading, and he knew your attention is not on him but something else.

He keeps eyeing you, watching your features, even your movements. It was like a spell was cast on him unknowingly and he became enchanted by you just by you very presence and image.

B Cell then snap out of his trance and shake his head from side to side, before deciding to lay down on the left side of his figure against the bench with his hands behind his head whereas his arms covering either side of his face and acting as a cushion, staring at the massive scenery in front of him as he thought somewhat abash. “What’s gotten into me lately!”

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Status: Unedited

[Author's note: Greetings, everyone! I'm still doing major revisions, and will be done soon enough. Nevertheless I still accept request and manage to publish them in a couple of days, so please bear with me.]