Smuppet Wars : Dave x Reader

"Dave."

"(_Name_)."

"Dave."

"(_Name_)."

"Strider."

"(_Last name_)."

You stare at the boy in front of you, only seeing your own reflection in his dark shades instead of his eyes.

"Entertain me," you demand as you try to keep your face as blank as his.

"Why should I?"

"Because I said so."

"So fucking uncool (_Name_)." Dave stands up and stalks out of his room, leaving you sitting on the floor as he walks away like a retarded penguin.

It only takes him a few minutes to return and when he does you find yourself being smothered by a very plush violet rump.

"UGH- Dave what was that for!"

"You said you were bored."

"Yeah well I said entertain me not smother me."

This comment earns you another face full of smuppet ass. Although this time Dave threw the plush at you before quickly absconding out the room. You snatch your two pieces of ammo up off the ground and race after him. If it's a fight he wants it's a fight he'll get.

About an hour or so later, after you lost the fight in a tragic battle for survival, you're lying on the floor as Dave tickles you mercilessly.

"D-Dave! Stop or you won't be able to stride no more," you threaten between giggles.

"Awe but (_Name_), a Strider's gotta stride." He slowly stops tickling you, just enough for you to talk normal anyway.

"When I'm finished with you, you won't be struttin' like a Strida' manly man no more."

"Are you threatening my manhood?"

"You mean your womanhood?"

"Shut up."

"Make me."

"Is that a challenge I hear?"

"Yep."

"Challenge accepted."

You then proceed to have a bright red smuppet ass shoved into your face.

God your boyfriend could be such a pain sometimes.

-Repeat whole process over again.-