((Thanksgiving special))

Everyone but B and yourself was doing something. WingDing was upstairs, working in the lab, while everyone else was trying to get dinner cooked. You were reading since B had fallen asleep. You placed your book down and looked towards the stairs. WingDing hasn't even come down since breakfast.

You stood up snuck into the kitchen, grabbing two small pieces of pie, before bolting for the stairs. "FELL! DID YOU EAT SOME OF THE PIE?" That's your que. You walked up the stairs to see WingDing rubbing your forehead. "Dings?" You called before WingDing turned to you.

"Ah. Hello (y/n)." WingDing greeted as you walked over. You placed a piece of pie on the table before you took a bite out of yours. "...How did you get two pieces of pie without Swap noticing?" WingDing asked. "Ninja skills man." You said while pointing a finger-gun at him.

WingDing chuckled before taking a bite out of the pie. You both ate for a minute before WingDing sighed and rested his head on the table. "Dings?" You said as you placed your hand on his shoulder. "I don't get how you ALL deal with me." WingDing mumbled sadly.

You smiled before rubbing WingDing's back. "We deal with you because we care about you." You said before kissing the top of WingDing's skull. WingDing sat up, with a light yellow blush, as you had a light red one. "And... I kinda l-like you..." You shyly muttered before WingDing smiled.

"Me too." WingDing said before hugging you. You smiled, forgetting that Swap or Emily might be beating Fell for the pie.

...

That's not important.

Happy Thanksgiving!