rating: G for the first part. M for the optional ending which has blood and character death.
summary: Entre’s fed up with Swag constantly bashing him; Bitter’s not quite good at being a sounding board, but he is good at giving unexpected pep talks.
word count: 1,201 (+ 341 for the optional ending)
characters/pairings: Bitter/Entre; slightly shippy Bittre friendship fic.
[A/N: you all can blame Gisela/gonnaslapabitch for this. I wanted to write something last night and it would’ve been something depressing but she popped a request in my box that got me to write something optionally less depressing. Set sometime after Swag pranks Bitter but before Bitter gets bitten. Optional ending is optional for those who would like to ignore last night’s fun events. uvu]
It’s Entre’s turn at the cooking stove once more, but cooking things to a palatable level is really the last thing he’s thinking about because Swag is what’s on his mind—just how he can be such an incorrigible douche who cannot fucking shut his mouth for barbaloot shit, who seems to know just how to trample on every last inch of his nerves and press his fingers up and down all his goddamn buttons, who never lets him forget who’s the fuckup here—
NOOO Its SOO GOOD KGJAKLJGDAFG