Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

This took place after the huge random heart swap catastrophe. It was midday, and there was a soft breeze. The sun was beaming down heavily in the sky, and not a cloud was visible in the sky. It truly was a beautiful day, what with all the loud birds and the crunching of leaves and twigs littered on the ground as Happy walked through the forest. He felt a little upset that he could not see this day for himself, but he had no regrets. He went through the woods, wiping the beads of sweat that lined his forehead from this hot, hot day. This truly emolicious boy inhaled softly, hands on every tree he passed for support. His right eye was hidden by his black bangs, and he kept his head low, staring at his feet. Well, as if he saw his feet, anyways. When Happy felt the squelch of the ground underneath him when he approached the pond, he stared at his reflection. His milky blue eye was blank as he stared at himself. "Hmm..." he sighed.

"Yo Bunny Boy. Why are you walking out in the woods all alone? That's not safe." A voice sounded from a few feet behind the shapeshifter. Melody stood behind him, hands in the pockets of her tight fitting denim shorts. Because Mel was badarse. She had seen him as he entered the woods, and, realizing this would be a good time to talk, followed him. It surprised even her that she followed him without breaking to many twigs, and stumbling on to many roots. Now that they were here, she really questioned what she was going to say. Sorry? Or would she be the one asking for an apology? Believe it or not, she still wanted to be friends with Happy. He had an innocence to him, even with trying to kill Nate, that she almost admired. And his socially awkwardness was almost cute. Like, puppy cute.

He stared at himself a long time. He imagined in the lonesome blackness of his vision that he was truly looking at himself, the pond without disturbance. Suddenly, a questioning voice snapped him from his peaceful thoughts. Happy's eyes widened. How long had she been there? Had she been following him? The voice was only unknown for a split second before he realized who it really was. Bunny boy... He imagined Melody's reflection replacing his, and he backed away, the image blurring away. Turning, he stared at her with surprise. Her tone of voice as if nothing had happened. He knew he couldn't be too careful about forgetting the topic. He shrugged, his gaze a bit off. He seemed to be staring off to the side of Melody. "I... I didn't think it mattered," he replied, unblinking. "It seems like good enough of a day to be walking out here. What about yourself? If it's so dangerous," he said. And why do you care? he dared to say.

Melody teetered on one foot, looking up at him. She raised an eyebrow. "I can take care of myself, thanks." She retorted, amusement in her voice. "And besides, I came with you. You know, the buddy system." She said, with a chuckle. She looked at her feet, uncertain. "Happy..." She dared a look up at him, and frowned. His gaze seemed... off. Something was different, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. "Um.. how's it going?" She chickened out and asked. Stupid, stupid, stupid. The girl felt like facepalming.

"You mean you were following me," he corrected a bit irritably. Happy stared at her long and hard, well, the air next to her. When she said his name, it didn't seem as playful as it did a moment ago. It seemed filled with seriousness and concern. He was almost certain she had figured him out. He bushed his bangs closer to the right side of his face nervously. "Y- Yeah?" He felt more sweat bead on his forehead, but he was almost certain it wasn't the sun this time. "...how's it going?" Happy stared at her even more blankly than before. How is it going? he repeated in his head. "It's... going..." he responded, a bit awkwardly, "...well...?" Happy shook his head. "I know. I'm sorry," he began. "I know how hard it is to talk to me. Especially for the incident." He shyly kicked the ground for his openness of feelings. "I was stupid. Erm... but I don't need any 'thank you's or 'sorry's. So... yeah... I know how odd it must be to talk to a psychopath. After all, I still don't know what the hell's wrong with me." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, eyes falling to the ground.

Melody tilted her head, quietly listening to what he had to say. After he was finished, she shook her head, as if not accepting it. "You're not a psychopath, Happy. And there isn't anything wrong with you." Well, a few things, but we aren't gonna go into that... "I shouldn't have said that. I was mad, but you have to admit, the whole thing was somewhat mind boggling, but eh. And- and, if it's okay with you, I still want to be your friend." She finished, looking into his eyes. Was it true? Did she really want to be his friend? There was the horrible incident with seeing him in his underwear, then the fact he hired a hit-man for his boyfriend, and the fact she had said some pretty bad things after that. Then, if that wasn't bad enough, he had somehow switched places, and ended up in her body. He had seen her breasts, and probably went through her stuff. Yeah, that's right Happy. She noticed the underwear was out of place. >3> But, even after all of that, she was still here, talking to him, no anger or bitterness in her voice.
So why was that?
What was so special about him?

Why did she now know for a fact that she really did want to be friends with him, despite everything that had happened?

Happy listened intently, giving a sigh here and there. He seemed to get a bit more uncertain with every words she uttered. "But do you truly feel that way?" he wondered. "Do you truly want to be my friend?" He was asking her the same things that were probably going through her head. He knew that if he were still in Melody's shoes, he wouldn't forgive himself either. "Like you said, none of this could be forgiven and forgotten," he told her, closing his visible eye. "None of it." He slowly brushed the hair out of the front of his eye. And in that small fraction of a second, his eye was visible. It seemed to be slashed close by a somewhat fresh cut. Then his locks fell back into place. "You have no clue, Melody. There are many things wrong with me. Many things. I'm blind, Melody. I'm insecure. Everyone treats me like a baby. Tease me for my shape-shifting. I am a psychopath. And I know that you don't want to be a friend with someone like me," he said through gritted teeth. Happy stopped himself from balling his hands into fists. "So actually, it hasn't been going that well."

Her eyes widened, as she let him speak. She had always known that he was blind in one eye, but now both? What had happened that caused that, she didn't know. But now wasn't the time to ask. It was the time for her to convince him that he saw himself wrong. He wasn't a psychopath. Or a monster. Or any of those things he thought about himself. She knew it, and she saw it many times- the good side of happy. The one he was to blind to see. Dammit Mel, a blind joke, really? D:<
"It is true. Okay? I want to be your friend. Because I know you aren't any of those things you said. And I was stupid- and oh so stupid. Anything can be forgiven if that forgiver can let it go. And I will. I don't know about the others, but I will.
And so what if you're blind? So what if you're insecure? Who gives a shit what anyone else thinks anyway?" She asked rhetorically, before narrowing her eyes in seriousness and continuing. "Here's the thing. I don't think you are a psychopath. Even if you are, the Hell if I care. At this school, we're all freaks. This is like the sanctuary for us outcasts." She reasoned, taking one step closer towards the boy. Melody lowered her voice. "So yeah, I do want to be your friend. Get it?" She finished. Damn, did she hope her forcefulness didn't scare him away.

Happy looked away as she spoke. Did she really mean all those things? After all of this? Melody was just a person who... I can't figure her out! he thought, a little frustratedly. Why is she so... hard to understand...? He slowly lifted his head to look at her, even though he could not see her. "S- So..." He continued to gaze back at her with his cloudy eye. "You... you really... mean it?" He shook his head, astonished. No one had ever said that to him.
Ever.
Happy had always considered himself something lesser of everyone else. But Melody was speaking to him like he wasn't a child; like he was actually a person. A long time passed. He stared back at her before opening his mouth. "....I... want to be... your friend, too," he said, a little shakily. His voice cracked, and he watched her nervously. "I want to be your friend too!" he repeated, rushing towards her and hugging her waist, holding back dramatic tears. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" he apologized. He was glad to hug someone. Someone who wasn't his sister.
Someone who would forgive him.
"I'm sorry..."

Melody's eyes widened, and she stiffened for a moment. She never expected Happy to be a.. hugger. Then, she smiled and relaxed a little bit. Putting a arm around his shoulder, she looked down, frowning slightly. Why are you sorry? She almost asked, before thinking better of it. He didn't exactly need a reason, what, with plenty lined up before him. She she just smiled understandingly, shaking her head with a laugh. "Good." She murmured, almost to herself.
"Hey Happy, it's okay. I told you, I forgive you. So you don't have to say you're sorry to me, alright?" She reasoned, because it was a little awkward for her to be apologized to. She didn't know if she should break away from the hug first, or wait, so she stood there for a moment, waiting to see what he would do.

He felt as if he could just hug forever. Because, idk, hugs were awesome. He looked up slowly, staring up at her with big eyes. They were filled with tears that did not allow to fall. "I know! But- but..." He slowly let his arms fall, and he took a small step back. He tried hard to act happier, and he wiped his eyes lightly with a sleeve. "...Do you think Nate will be my friend too? The only reason I did that stunt was... erm... to..." He didn't know quite how to put it. "...be... funny? I didn't intend for my cousin to be slicing him up into pieces, but I just thought he'd tie his shoelaces together or something," he said dopily, feeling a bit stupid. "I don't mind if he still hates me- I mean, I don't mind having a rival or anything."

Then he blinked with confusion. Yeah, it seemed as if he'd shrunk a few feet. "Well, dammit," he growled irritably. No more bangs to hide behind when he strained his neck to look up at Melody even more. "I have yet to find out why I keep turning into this animal," he groaned, twitching his curled tail. Happy was a dog like before, and his eyebrow twitched. "I... swear... I will morph back with clothes on..."

Though, they were in the forest. No one would know... /shot

*revives because I had a random burst of posting energy* |D

Would Nathaniel forgive Happy? The chances of that were slim, she knew that for a fact, but if Happy hadn't really meant any harm, then... Maybe she could try pestering Nate into becoming Happy's friend. Or, at least telling him that. And not hating his guts or trying for revenge. That wouldn't be that hard, right? And so, Melody made a promise she had no idea if she could keep. "I'm sure Nathaniel will forgive you. And I bet he'll be your friend. Especially if you try apologizing or something." She said with a shrug of her shoulders.

Melody bit her tongue from laughing and put her hands behind her, as if to stop herself from petting Happy. Because he was so, damn, cute! ... As a dog. And cat and rabbit. Ahem.
"After the last time? I sure hope so." She said, a few chuckles escaping her lips. "It's cute though." She reassured him.

As he sat on the ground and stared up at her with blank eyes, he narrowed his bright blue... eye. "Am not!" he barked in protest. He just hoped she meant he was cute as an animal and not cute in his underwear... He cocked his head to the side, emotionless. "I sure hope so. Nate is pretty scary when he's mad," he said, giving a small laugh. "Next time I'll tie his shoelaces together~" Happy said determinedly, standing up on his four legs. Staring up at her, his tail began to fan at the air lightly. "So we're all good?" he hoped.

ooc: fail post is fail xD

ohyush happy. cause mel totally nosebleeds all over happy in his MLP undies.

Melody laughed and bit her tongue, stopping herself from retorting with a, Are too! So she let it go. Melody smirked and crossed her arms. "He's not that scary. You could take him." She reassured, laughter in her voice. She didn't necessarily believe it, but oh well. If she had to bet between Nathaniel and Happy.. Oh God, she couldn't pick. Was that bad? She didn't think so, and it slipped her mind. "Oh, I'm sure he'll trip from trembling so hard in his shoes, Kit Kat." She seemed to have a magician's hat of nicknames for him.
She smiled softly and nodded. "Of course, Happy." Oh look, his real name. :O *shot*

Happy's eyes seemed to be staring into space thoughtfully. He wondered what would happen the next time he ticked Nate off. Little did he know, it wasn't too far away from this day. And, it was in around the same spot they were standing now. "Yeah, hah, I bet he wi-- Heeeey... e_e;" Kit Kat. What was up with all of these nicknames!? Bugs Bunny, Bunny boy, Kit Kat. Where was she getting all of these!? At least they could put this behind them... right? "I'm glad," he said, pausing, pondering for a moment. Nicknames, nicknames... He defeatedly finished his sentence with, "Melody... ;_;" That was the best nickname he had for her. How original~

Oh, no no no. The nicknames had to stay. No matter what they put behind them, this had to stay. Just because it was fun for Mel. It toke time to pick out a nickname for someone. Though, for Happy it was fairly easy. And no, she totally did not spend time thinking about random nicknames when she couldn't go to sleep that one time... Minds are ADD at night, kay?
She raised an eyebrow, catching the defeat in his voice. "Really? Just Melody? Not even, I don't know... Mel? Mel's a nickname. Or like... A siren! I'm a siren. You know, those monster thingys that lured the sailors to their deaths? I mean, that's not what I'm doing, but it's an option." She rambled on, lost in thought for a moment. Amusement was in her eyes and on her face as she rocked back and forth a little on her feet as she looked at the dog before her.