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bonsaikabooty · 11 years

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Technically, I wasn't, but! How could I pass this up? I really like these two~!

Hikky had decided one day, whilst looking at himself in the mirror, taking in his average face and his average form that he wanted more out of life.

That's why he took pleasure in his special talent- being a sketch artist brought out a creative streak in him that he could use to express the feelings and passions he kept under the surface on most days. The need for an exciting, and fast paced life. The yearning to live it to it's fullest... that's what he wanted.

On the opposite end of the spectrum was a certain student that lived quite the startlingly different life from Hikky.

Docky, smug, calm, collected Docky could gain the attention of an entire room just by waltzing in, looked suave no matter what he did. He was quite the daredevil, too. One of Hikky's earliest memories was taking part in a race down the largest staircase in the school! And Docky could be seen whizzing down that very same banister rail to class every day, trying to break his record... he had such a different sense of danger.

The skeleton kid lived life on the edge, not seeming to care about the consequences. And to a bland, average pencil kid like him, that was... admirable. Even if Liddy would tut and roll her eyes and call him a show off... (No matter how she tried to hide it, his behaviour could be forgiven when a wink was flashed her way).

There was just...something about him. You could call him reckless, join in with Liddy at chiding him for almost breaking every bone in his body with pulling off a silly stunt, but there was just SOMETHING about him that made you forgive the guy.

Hikky found he drew best when he was sketching what inspired him. So... he'd taken to filling one or two pages with drawings of Docky, these days. He kept them hidden away, of course, because he knew that that sort of thing would raise a few eyebrows if they were ever found.

But every now and then, he flick through, give the drawings a glance and be filled with... something. A powerful emotion that would inspire him, make him feel less of a nobody. But, at the same point, Hikky felt somewhat shameful, and embarrassed... He didn't doodle any of his other friends this much so... why...?

He shut the book and pushed it back into a bag he'd been carrying around when he heard footsteps approaching him.

“Gosh! See, I knew it'd happen eventually!” Hikky recognized that to be Liddy's voice, echoing down a corridor. She obviously wasn't alone. “It's a good thing I was here to take you to get that fixed up!”

“Mm... yeah, I'm grateful, Liddy, but I get the picture.” A much lower voice, that of a boy's, answered back. “Could you help me find Quicky? I want to tell him I'm patched up now...I almost feel bad I made the kid cry like that.”

Docky and Liddy rounded the corner, and Hikky, who'd been attempting to sneak away and not look like he was eavesdropping, was caught out.

“Oh, hey Hikky!” Liddy called, making him stop in his tracks and turn back around.

“Hey guys...!” He tried to look casual, giving the two a wave- his eyes widened when he saw that Docky had bandages wrapped around his head. “Docky! What happened?” He winced. “Had a little... accident.”

The keyboard headed girl huffed. “Docky got a great big crack in that skull from trying to break his record again! Shot right off the rail and crashed into a wall!”

“But I beat it! That's the important part... I got Quicky to tell me my time even though he was bawling like that.”

Liddy just glared at the boy, not quite believing his words.

“Uh...” Hikky let out a nervous chuckle. “That's... great. Just don't do anything that'll get you in trouble for a while, yeah?” “Yeah, yeah, pigtails here told me that enough times.” Docky folded his arms, and continued walking, grinning somewhat when the girl in question let out another loud huff.

“I really don't think you're taking this seriously! You could have really gotten hurt!” Liddy followed after Docky, hands on her hips.

Hikky couldn't help a small smile cross his face at the two, turning to pick up his bag and follow. Unfortunately for him, though, the sketch book he'd hastily tried to hide away before fell to the ground, and slid across the smooth, shiny floor tile, past the pair ahead and stopped just a few feet away from Docky.

They both looked back, and Hikky let out a yelp. “Oh no!”

He caught Docky's eye, and to his horror, he turned away and went to pick it up. “Oh, is this one of your sketchbooks, Hikky?”.

In a flash, the pencil kid rushed forward, but even as he ran to grab it, Docky opened the book and leafed through to have a look.

“Hikky? What's the matter?” Liddy looked somewhat shocked as her friend barrelled past.

“Gimme that back!” Finally, he made it to the other boy, snatching it out of his hand and gripping it in his arms.

“Woah, easy!” Docky leapt back a bit, stunned at how he reacted. “Didn't realize you were so private about that stuff...” Hikky didn't say anything, turning away, face rather red... Had he... had he seen...? “Yeah, what's with you? You don't mind showing off your stuff usually, Hikky!” Liddy made her way to him, patting him on the shoulder in concern.

“Whatever.” Docky shrugged, turning away and placing his hands on the back of his head, similarly as to how someone would if they were lying down and relaxing somewhere. “What I saw though, I liked.” He turned, smirked, and winked at Hikky. “Got good taste in your models there, Hikky.”

Liddy confusedly look between the two, unable to discern exactly why Hikky was now hiding behind his sketch book, redder than a tomato.

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