Wakko's POV:

"So? How'd it go?" Dot asked.
"I think it went well. After recording, I asked her if she wanted ice cream, so we went to go get some."
"Anything else?" Yakko wiggles his eyebrows.
"Ew! No!" I blushed.
"Oh come on Wakko, seeing her, it's going to happen some time around!" He replied.
"Though I do feel like I opened up a bit, I feel like we're even better friends now."
"Well if that's what's important to you, then good job." Yakko leaned on the wall.
"What'd cha say?" Dot asked.
"Oh not much." Then I explained.
"She sounds really nice!" Yakko basically melted to the floor.
"Yeah! I like her!" Dot replied.
"Yeah." I rubbed the back of my neck.
"You like her!" Dot exclaimed.
"Do not!" I retorted.
"Wakko likes Y/N! Wakko likes Y/N!" My siblings ran around me yelling.
"Wakko and Y/N, sitting in a tree-"
"Shut up!" I put a hand over Yakko's mouth, "I don't want anyone to hear." I blushed down at the ground.
"You really do like her!" Dot stated.
"Maybe a bit."
Yakko released from my grasp, "I can see why!"
"Shut up!" I replied once more, "This is embarrassing!" Then I stormed off to the kitchen.
"Hey man relax. We're only going to make it better for you." Yakko slid into the chair next to the one I sat in.
"I know you try." I grabbed a bag of Cheetos out of the pantry.
"I thought you just ate." Dot said.
"I'm still hungry."
"You always are." She replied.
I sat back down and sighed. I honestly don't know why, but I can't get Y/N out of my head.
"Listen Wakko, we can see you're down in the dumps," Yakko threw a used tissue at me, "But we're going to help you!"
"Thanks." I pried the snotty tissue off my ear and rolled my eyes.