Preparation (1/1)

HELLO!!! First off. This is MY FIRST. FANFIC. Second! THERE BE NO LEMONS HERE! Third. I want to grow as a content creator. And to try to get better at story telling and word-play. NOT Because i was bored and thought "Oh hey! im SUPER AMAZING at making fanfics! So let's make one so EVERYONE knows how AMAZING I am and so they HAVE to absolutely LOVE it!" Fourth! THERE IS A STORY. THERE IS A PLOT. AND I DID MY RESEARCH ON THE REAL ISLAND. Okay? Now ON TO THE FANFICTION! You had just woken up. It had been 3 months since Stanford had Confessed that he felt something towards you. Remembering that day made butterfly's suddenly appear in your stomach. You cursed them. You didn't like them...But it made your heart warm up as well. The coffee you were making was almost done. "Up already (y/n)?" You suddenly heard a familiar voice say behind you. You knew that voice from anywhere. "Uh...Y-yeah. just makin' coffee actually..." You hated how much you stutter around Stanford. Stanford let out a chuckle. And then you realized...You were blushing. You tried to hide it. Like anyone would. But you both knew it was too late. Stanford laughed again. And your blushed turned into a crimson red. You suddenly felt his arms around your waist. It was a quiet moment. You liked those the most. You caught him off guard by kissing him on the cheek. You loved the way he awkwardly blushed and pulled away. You couldn't help but giggle. Making him blush even harder. You decided to try and make a conversation. "How's your research been going? anything new?" You asked. "Well...there IS something i found rather astonishing a few months back..." He replied. Smiling. It seemed to be a more...Mischievous smile. "Uuh...What?" You said. You were being cautious. Those smiles never mean anything good. "Oh Nothing...Just this" He said. He suddenly wrapped his arms around your waist again. But this time. He gently kissed your neck. He had never done this before. You were startled. But also blushing furiously. Stanford began silently laughing under his breath. And you thought HE blushed hard. You then turned to face him. But accidentally caught his eye. Subconsciously. You began getting closer. Before you knew it. Your arms were around his thick neck. you two were face to face. You could feel him blushing... Continuously getting closer untill you finally closed your eyes. And began waiting for contact... ... "HEY!...Behave you two." The both of you jumped and turned around only to see Stanley smiling evilly with a hint of mischief. You both pulled away quickly in embarrassment. You both didn't know he was watching. "S-Stanley! How long have you been there?!?!" Stanford asked. "Long enough. By the way. Did someone make coffee?" He asked. You and Stanford looked at each other and bursted out laughing.  LATER THAT DAY (y/n)'s POV It was around 11 a.m. It was getting colder. And it was raining. That's nothing new here though. Stanford had spotted our current destination. Cocos Island. Where it is rumored a Newfoundlander. Captain William Thompson. The used-to-be commander of the mary dear. Turned pirate and took a treasure that he was supposed to bring to mexico. Buried the treasure. Supposedly having it being worth around $12 or $60 million. Unfortunately, Only park rangers are allowed. Meaning we'd have to break in. But there was ANOTHER problem...A large amount of hammer-head sharks live there. And it was an ISLAND. Meaning we could die here. Like, LEGIT DIE. Im not happy about this. Neither is Stanford He begged me not to break in WITH them. But i am NOT letting Stanford swim in EXTREMELY dangerous waters and NOT come along to make sure he doesn't die.We're getting ready to go. I have my back pack with a med-kit. A taser. (Because im NOT. killing anyone.) Night vision goggles. (Those look pretty cool...) Some flour. You know. For lasers and stuff. Pepper spray. Why? Not because im a girl. But because its a good distraction in case we're getting chased. Stanley called me out for it at first. But gave me a suprised expression when i explained why i was bringing it. A hammer. And (Mabel would love me for this) a grappling hook. We're wearing a dark navy blue to help with stealth. I guess it's time... I hope this goes well...END OF CHAPTER Hey guys! TheUltimateKuudere here! Sorry for the cliff-hanger. But i REALLY need to go to bed. Im only 13 after all (cringe). Tomorrow is the fourth of july as well. So. Yeah. I will continue this soon. Promise! and...MELON if your reading this HIIIIII!!!!!