//------------------------------// // Sourer Than Usual // Story: Sugarcoating // by Draxonos135 //------------------------------// *BANG* The door to the classroom was kicked open by none other than Sour Sweet, who stomped into the classroom and walked up to her locker, which she loudly opened as a certain someone approached her. This someone was none other than Sugarcoat, who got a slightly less upset look from Sour Sweet. "What do you want this time, Sugarcoat?" "I couldn't help but get worried about you," Sugarcoat answered in her usual deadpan tone. "Call it intuition, but you kicking the door open and your notable glare might have also given me the idea." Sour Sweet rolled her eyes, saved her stuff, closed her locker and began to walk back home. "Whatever, if you have something to ask, just shoot the question. I'm not in the mood to be messed with." Sugarcoat clutched a book close to her chest, and asked with a little smile. "Did you study for next week's exam?" Sour Sweet stopped right on her tracks, eyes opening as wide as plates. "Would you like to study together?" Sour Sweet's shocked look contorted into a frown, and she stomped her way to a pillar, where she held her hands at it before she slammed her head against it repeatedly, leaving more and more cracks behind. By the time she finished, the pillar looked like it was about to collapse, but her face didn't show any significant damage once she turned "Yes, that would be lovely! I'd love nothing more than to study for something that could come out of nowhere, and mess up my day in one single sitting! I'd love to study with you, but before we do that, is there anything else you want to say?!" Sugarcoat held back her shivers. "Y-You're supposed to knock the door, S-Sour Sweet, not the pillar." Sour Sweet rubbed her forehead. "Tell me something I don't know!" Sugarcoat frowned. "Y-You're supposed to use your hand, not your head?" Too angry to reply back, Sour Sweet threw her hands in the air and walked out, leaving Sugarcoat to collapse and take a deep breath, finally relaxing from the opressive atmosphere. And as if that wasn't enough, a certain Suri Polomare watched from the door Sour Sweet kicked open, sporting a concerned look for Sugarcoat... Suri grabbed a tray of food and a drink and walked to her table, her concerned expression still visible on her face. Oh man, Sour Sweet must've been at her angriest today. I'm amazed the teacher was able to give her class with her imposing aura tainting the classroom's atmosphere. Suri took a deep breath. But I'm more concerned for poor Sugarcoat. Sour Sweet's supposed to be her girlfriend, and yet, she snapped at her like that, not even bothering to adopt a nicer tone to talk to her. I can only imagine how she's holding up after all that... And then, as if on cue, Suri spotted Sugarcoat sitting on her table, the girl also noticing Suri walking towards her, and engaging in a little stare between the two. However, while Suri put up a nervous smile and continued to walk, Sugarcoat quickly went back to her book, and acted like she hadn't seen Suri. "Hello, Sugarcoat," Suri greeted as she sat down. Sugarcoat briefly glanced at Suri, before she went back to her book. "Hi." ... ... ... "So, uh," Suri scratched the back of her head. "What a nice weather we're having, right?" Sugarcoat rolled her eyes. "Yes, it's such a lovely weather, especially the part about Sour Sweet being at her sourest yet." "Right, that was actually something I wanted to talk to you about!" Suri grabbed her soda. "You and Sour Sweet are friends, right?" Suri took a sip of her drink as Sugarcoat bluntly answered. "We're girlfriends, yes." Suri spat out her drink and coughed, Sugarcoat putting a little effort in helping Suri catch her breath. "I... uh, I uh... sorry about that," Suri took a couple more breaths. "I just-I just didn't think that was something you'd admit so sloudly and so casually." Sugarcoat raised an eyebrow. "Is there a problem with that?" "Oh no no, not at all, don't get me wrong. I just thought you might... um, try to be a bit more discrete or subtle about it." Sugarcoat blinked once. "Suri, you do know who I am, right?" "Yeah, on second thought, you not being blunt about something doesn't sound like something you'd do," Suri took another sip of her drink. "Anyway, do you have any idea why Sour Sweet has been so... well, sour, lately?" Sugarcoat sighed. "I can't give you much of an answer. The only thing I know is that she started acting like this ever since the surprise pop quizzes last week." "Right, those ones caught practically everybody off-guard," "In fact, I think most of the classroom failed those quizzes, too..." Then, Suri got an idea. "Do you think she's been so sour because she thinks she failed all those quizzes?" "Well, Sour Sweetie's never been one who takes failure lightly," Sugarcoat rolled her eyes. "Then again, when you fail something you couldn't even see coming, who wouldn't be upset?" "True, but Sour Sweet's anger seems to be far too extreme for it, don't you think?" Suri smiled sheepishly. "Could you please do something about her little anger? I mean, she's your girlfriend after all." Upon hearing that, Sugarcoat's eyes widened, seemingly realizing something important, which made her close her book and stand up. "D-Did I say something insensitive?" Suri asked. "No, you didn't say anything insensitivie, Suri," Sugarcoat answered with a smile. "If anything, I think you've reminded me of something I wasn't taking into account." With that said, Sugarcoat grabbed her book and left the food court, leaving Suri to eat her food in peace. Confused, concerned peace. Sugarcoat was in her bedroom, laying on her bed as she marked Sour Sweet's house number on her phone, a single thought crossing her mind. If Sour Sweet is going to act sourer than usual, I might as well find out more about it. Once marked, Sugarcoat held her phone close to her ear as she waited for her girlfriend to hopefully respond... "Who is it?" Sugarcoat smiled. "Sour Sweet, it's me, Sugarcoat." The other line remained silent for a few minutes before Sour Sweet answered once again. "R-Right, you asked me if I wanted to study with you, right?" "Yeah, but we never really agreed on who should go to who's house," Sugarcoat played with her hair. "So, if you don't mind, would you like to go to my house?" Again, a silence came and went. "S-Sure, I have no problem... of course, if you have a-" "I don't have a problem with that. In fact, I'd be delighted to have you over. Can you come at 4 PM?" "S-Sure... yeah, I... I can-" "Great, see you then." "W-Wait, Su-!" *click* Sugarcoat dropped her phone and took a deep breath. I don't know what's upsetting you so much Sour Sweet, but whatever it is... Sugarcoat narrowed her eyes with determination. I'm going to help you with it.