#Shehani and Felix I love u

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Felix and Shehani found themselves in the living room staring at a complex-looking popcorn machine. Shehani blinked at it a few times before turning to Felix. “I’m not sure how to use this.”

Felix didn’t want to tell her that he had no clue either. The only time he ever made popcorn was in the microwave, and usually he had Reagan do it for him anyway, because his always came out blackened and burnt. It always made the whole kitchen stink, too. He squinted at the machine, unsure of how he was supposed to even turn this thing on.

“I believe the popcorn goes in here?” Shehani said, beginning to disassemble the machine. Felix held the bags for as she worked, watching intently. She ripped the top of the machine off, gesturing towards him. “Then put the popcorn in here.” Felix dumped it in and Shehani placed the top back on, narrowing her eyes as it struggled to stay shut. “Maybe you should try, Felix.”

Felix pressed a button and thankfully, it turned on. The machine then let out a series of what sounded like grunts of pain and agony. That…. Didn’t sound like it was supposed to, Felix was pretty sure.

“Is that the right noise that should be coming from it?”

“It’s probably fine.” Felix said, slapping the side of the machine in an attempt to get it to quiet down.

“This is the first time I’ve seen a popcorn machine.”

“Really?” Felix straightened up, turning to her with a look of surprise. He knew Shehani definitely wouldn’t have gotten to make popcorn growing up - how could she, living in a training base, forced to fight every day? But still, it shocked him. So many things that were so normal to him, were unknown and new to her. It was weird to think about.

She nodded. “I’ve never had popcorn before.”

“Have you even watched movies before?”

“I watched movies with Einar.” Shehani recalled, the memory of sitting with Einar in his living room as he set up his dinky old projector bringing a soft smile to her lips.

“Popcorn makes movies wayyy better.” Felix told her. He remembered, when he was younger, Reagan used to make jiffy pop drizzled with chocolate and caramel and sprinkled with candy when they had family movie nights. Paisley would have a bag of salted, unbuttered, very plain popcorn to herself - she always laughed about how that was just too much sugar, even for her.

“Is that so? Then I hope this popcorn turns out well.” Shehani said, giving him a smile. Felix grinned back.

Suddenly, a very pungent smell cut through their nice moment. A very pungent smell that was coming from the machine beside them.

Felix turned to see that the popcorn machine had begun to produce these thick, terrible black fumes, and even worse, sparks had begun to crackle and shoot out. Shehani turned to Felix expectantly. “What do we do?”

“Uh-“

It wouldn’t turn off.

“What is that awful sme- you gotta be kidding me.” Haru appeared in the living room, an unamused look on his face as he glared at the two. “You guys can’t even make a batch of popcorn….”

He gave them one of his usual dirty looks before running over, attempting to turn off the machine only to get burnt by it instead.

“We were doing fine.” Felix said defensively, aggressively smashing all of the buttons, praying that at least one of them would turn this thing off.

“You’re obviously not.” Haru began to smack the machine, leaving it severely dented along with all the damage Shehani and Felix had already ensued.

“That machine was already broken.” Felix said matter-of-factly.

Haru had now knocked over the machine and was violently stomping at it. “This thing was not broken.”

“It totally was.”

The black fumes began to multiply. One moment, Felix was arguing with Haru, the next moment, the entire living room was full of dark, toxic smoke. Felix wasn’t sure what was worse - the stench of his and Shehani’s kitchen disaster at the cabin, or this.

“WHY ISN’T THIS TURNING OFF!” Haru growled.

The sound of popcorn kernels aggressively popping broke through the bangs of Haru smashing the popcorn machine. “At least it’s popping.” Felix added helpfully.

It was at that exact moment that a horrid burning sensation began to spread through Felix’s throat. He gagged, doubling over as he burst into a fit of coughing and choking. He quickly opened up with a rough swipe of his hand through the polluted air - a weak last-ditch attempt to try and clear out the smoke. Shehani helped him as he tried to waft the smoke out into the portal.

Suddenly, the sounds of sparks flying and kernels popping begun to quiet down and stop. Soon, with the help of Felix’s portals, the smoke in the living room had been completely cleared out. Felix glanced back down at the busted and broken popcorn machine to find himself staring at the quiet girl from before - Amaryllis.