That one Really Stupid SandWing

A Qinter 
Last night was Halloween, I went with Qibli. I don't know why because I completely hate him. Also I’m way too old for trick or treating, I’m Icewing royalty for crying out loud I should not be mingling with an affectionate pretty sandwing. No he's not pretty he's horrible and dirty he eats lizards gross, but like I always want to be with him. Winter. Get. your. Life. together! You do not like him, he was dressed like a coconut last night? What is wrong with him? He's so stupid.
I guess last night was fun though I got a lot of treats and a few tricks ugh from that dang sandwing again. Does he like me? No, he couldn't, he likes Moon. Why do all my thoughts come full circle back to him??? Qibli. Of all the students it had to be him?? I’m having a full on (gay) crisis right now. Ack!  I got to go, Qibli just walked in.
Winter quickly put his diary scroll under his pillow when Qibli walked into their room. Winter watched as Qibli grabbed a fur blanket off of an empty hammock and layed down on his bed. 
“What have you been up to this morning?” Qibli said with a warm smile as he sipped on a hot drink.
“Not much.” Winter said feeling like he was about to explode with his odd horribly mixed feelings. He tried to make himself seem completely uninterested in the dumb dragon but Winter knew deep down he couldn't hide these feelings forever.
“You sure?” Qibli said “You seem like something’s bothering you.”
Winter looked away trying to hide his face so he wouldn't see how blue his snout was getting. Winter got up and walked out of the room, Qibli seemed upset that his friend wouldn’t tell him what was wrong.
Winter went to the only person he knew he could say anything to, Turtle. Winter knew Turtle couldn't read minds, he knew he wouldn't say a word, he's so quiet anyways. 
As he entered Turtle’s cave, Winter tapped quietly on the doorway.Turtle was alarmed at the sight of him and quickly shoved his random fanfictions under his blankets. 
“What is that?” Winter paused, distracted from his own troubles.
“...Nothin’.” Turtle made a weird face.
“Okay,” Winter said, suspicious. “Anyways, can I tell you something?”
“Sure,” Turtle said, a conspiratorial smirk on his face.
“IthinkIlikeQibli,” Winter blurted.
“It’s all coming together,” Turtle said, astonished.
“What.” Winter deadpanned.
“Nothing. I have the perfect plan.” Turtle said (maniacally), ushering him in. Winter realized that he had been at the doorway the entire time. 
“Why am I scared?” Winter said.
“You have every right to be.” Turtle said mysteriously.
“Uhh sure, I guess so,” Winter said quietly.
“Okay. So, you want QIbli to like you. But! Moon! Is in the way. Kill her.”
“Turtle, what the fudge.”
“This is what happens to a fanfic writer. Do not question my sanity.”
“Do you have a plan that doesn't involve, I don't know, crimes???”
“Well, it’s harder.”
Winter, tired, said, “I highly doubt that there is something harder than killing someone.”
“Oh! You think so?” Turtle said.
Turtle then pushed him out the doorway, where Qibli stood. “Do it,” he hissed.
“Do what?” QIbli said, terribly confused.
“Nothing! Absolutely nothing. Carry on.”
“I’m gonna tell him,” Turtle giggled.
“Tell me what?!” Qibli said, now even more confused.
“NOTHING!” WInter screeched unintentionally, slamming the door.
“HOW IN HECK DID YOU GET QIBLI HERE?!?!?!?”
“Total and complete luck. Anyways. Isn’t that harder than killing someone?”
“YESSSS, but still, no murder.” 
“How do you suggest coming over your fear?”
“Notes??”
“Winter, that’s stupid.”
“Then are you completely sure you have no other non-murder, slash, crime-y ideas??”
“You gotta go on a date, but like, a friend date, and then confess.”
“You see, Turtle, that's the thing. How the absolute heck do I do that?”
“Okay, you say, ‘Wanna hang out?’ and Qibli says ‘Sure!’ and then you go on a date. Boom, then you live happily ever after in a cottage in the middle of the forest with 8 kids.”
“Turtle, that is biologically impossible. Also, I don’t know if you’ve ever had a crush before, because that is not how it works, sir.”
“In my mind of writing that is how it works, dawg.”
“You did not just seriously call me dawg.” 
“Oh but I did, deal with it. Dawg.”
“Ughhh, I’m leaving, I’ll update you on the whole ‘friend date’ thing.”
Winter walked out of the room and walked to his own. Who even is Turtles clawmate? He thought. I don’t know. Whatever. Winter entered the room to find Qibli. Great, just what he needed, but also slightly wanted.
“Hey, Winter!” Qibli grinned. Winter nearly melted into jelly right then and there.\\k
“Hey Qibli,” Winter said, feeling like he was about to melt. He went and sat next to him, their wings just barely brushed against each other but enough to make Qibli notice.
“So what was Turtle trying to get you to tell me?” asked Qibli, his face almost slightly redder than t’was before.
Winter's face immediately turned bright blue when confronted.
“Uh, what?” he said, completely spaced out.
“Hey are you okay? You seem sick,” said QIbli, who was genuinely concerned for Winter's health.
“No I’m, I’m fine,” he said, “ just a little caught off guard.”
“Okay, just want to make sure you are feeling good,” said Qibli, he then smiled at him, put a talon on Winter and Winter quite literally almost died.
“Would you like to come flying tomorrow with me?” said Winter trying his best not to turn entirely blue. 
“Like as friends or…?” Qibli trailed off.
“Depends, I wouldn't mind either way,” said winter, literally sweating so much that he had to wipe it off of his icy forehead.
“Maybe we can just go and see what happens,” said Qibli, giving Winter a warm smile and moving over onto his sleeping corner. “Good night”
“Night” said Winter almost melting and exploding at the exact same time
Winter moved over to his own corner and breathed a bit of frost breath on it, which helped a lot with his sweating. He then grabbed out his diary scroll and wrote:
Dear diary, again, I just finished talking with Qibli. I think I'm going to die. Why is he so sweet? He’s a sandwing, I should not feel so much for him but yet I do. Anyways I asked him if he wanted to fly a bit with me tomorrow and he asked if it was like a friend date or you know a real date and I almost died and then exploded and then melted all at once. He’s perfect. I’m going to sleep and hope that this was all a dream, good night.
== December 2nd ==
Winter woke up to find himself staring at Qibli, watching his chest rise and fall slowly while he slept the events of last night replaying in his head. I should go talk to Turtle, he thought, he’s just my therapist now.
Winter Walked out of the room looking back at Qibli, who was still sleeping. He knocked on Turtle's door, and Turtle slowly opened it with a slightly horrifying look on his face.
“Good morning my gay prince, come in, come in.” Said Turtle.
“Please don't call me that” said Winter, rolling his eyes so hard the Turtle thought the world was moving with them.
“Fine, any news?”
“Why else would I be here”
“Fair point” said Winter as he walked into the cave and sat in an empty hammock
“We’re going to be here a while” turtle sighed
“Yeah… so, IaskedQiblionthedateandthenheheldmyhandcausehethoughtIwasdying, yeah” blurted out everyone's favorite gay ex-prince
“I’m proud, but I will be even prouder if you confess.” said Turtle.
“I’m planning on that, but he held my hand so I think he might like me but also he's kinda that kind of dragon that just is really social and if comfortable touching friends, unlike me” He paused “You know?”
“Yes, I know Winter, did you even sleep?”
“Maybe, but that's not the point, Turtle, the point is to get me and Qibli together because I really like him and I need him to know that.”
“I see, what did you ask him to do with you?”
“I asked to go flying cause it’s simple?”
“Smart move”
“Thank you I thought of it myself”
“Anyways, you should go back to your cave, so you can go talk with your boyfriend-to-be”
“Yes I will, cause you saying that makes me want to puke.”
Winter left, entered his cave and just like yesterday morning Qibli sat on his bed with a mug of something, probably tea, and watched winter enter with a smile.
“Morning!” he said “ What were you up to?”
“I was talking with Turtle,” said Winter.
“Cool, so about our friend, maybe more date tonight” Qibli said, pausing to take a drink.
“What about it?” Winter said, hoping that Qibli wasn't going to say he couldn't make it.
“I think I want to go as like, Friends with benefits, if that's okay with you” Qiblis' smile grew bigger, his face turning red waiting for a response from WInter.
“Oh! Sure if that's what you want, you really don’t have to,-” Qibli cut him off
“Of course I want to go with you as more than friends, I don't feel pressured, it’s my choice, and besides, I really like you.”
Winter’s whole world exploded at that last sentence, his face turned so blue out of flattery, embarrassment, and pure rapture and joy. 
“I-I really like you too” he said hoping Qibli would make this any less awkward. Extremely awkward silence was bestowed upon them and Winter got up and walked out trying not to explode.
Turtle's door was open and Winter walked in knowing that Turtle somehow knew he was coming.
“You seem really bright blue? Something happened, didn't it” said Turtle.
“So You know how you told me that I needed to confess to Qibli?” questioned Winter
“Yes I know” he said
“He confessed to me, and then I confessed to him then it was super quiet and awkward.”
“I applaud you” Said Turtle, slow clapping, “ You my friend are officially a gay prince.”
“I hate you” said Winter
“I know” *Sparkle noises*
“Ugh, why is life so hard”
“Because, that's how life is.”
“NOT HELPFUL”
WInter stormed out of the room for like the 15th time in the past 48 hours. He walked into the cave hoping Qibli was there but he wasn't. So he pulled out his diary scroll and started to write:
November 2nd
I think it’s official, I’m having a full on proper gay crisis. I’m hungry, I don't think I’ve eaten in the past day. Maybe I should go get breakfast. That's what I’ll do I guess. Bye.
Winter got up from his bed and tucked his scroll back under his fur blankets, walked out of the door to run into Qibli.
“Hi Winter! I brought you breakfast,” said Qibli
“Oh thanks, you didn't need to do that though, but thank you.” he said trying not to ramble.
“I brought you your favorite fish and a hawk, I thought they might remind you of the ice kingdom,” Qibli said smiling.
“Oh, that's so sweet of you,” said Winter, grabbing the prey out of Qibli’s hand and they started walking three feet back to their cave. Winter stared at Qibli, their eyes meet and Winter turns his head so fast he smacks it against the door 
“Ow” Winter whispered trying not to seem in too much pain
“Are you okay?!” said Qibli panicked. 
“Huh? Yeah I’m fine I just need to lay down” said Winter painfully stumbling over to the nearest bed and laying down.
“Winter, that's my bed—” said Qibli, as he placed a talon on Winter’s arm but Winter just groaned. Qibli went and grabbed a blanket, big enough for the both of them to fit under and he lightly tossed it over Winter and layed down next to him and draped his wing over him and fell asleep. 
Winter awakens to find a horrifying smile on Turtle's face, which is way too close to him for comfort.
Winter nearly got up and yelled at Turtle, but something heavy stopped him. Oh, oh NO. He was sleeping with Qibli. When? What? Oh. 
This is why you don’t crush on your best friend that you share a room with. Winter wanted to fly out of the small window in his cave and never return, but he didn't.
If he did, that would wake Qibli up, and that was something Winter did not want happening. Winter felt Qibli’s wing shift, most likely hearing Winters rustling. 
“Can you get out,” Winter hissed as quietly as he could at Turtle.
“Fine, but there shall be no hanky panky in this school,” Turtle whispered.
Winter hated that pompous seawing so much. Should he wake up Qibli? They had their ‘date’ thing, after all. Winter decided too since it was starting to get late. He might as well, Winter slid out from underneath Qibli’s wing and stood over him. He lifted his arm and smacked him.
Qibli just groaned and said “It's not even morning?”
He slid off and bonked his head against the wall. Winter took the opportunity to slide off the bed so it didn’t look like they slept together, IN THE SAME BED. *Hair flip*
“Whuh habbenend?” Qibli asked, getting up.
“You went to sleep after breakfast.” Winter said as if it wasn’t incredibly embarrassing to think about that.
“Whus Turtle doin’ here?” His voice was slightly more accented than usual.
“He woke me up.”
“We wen’ tuh bed at the same ti–” QIbli paused. Quickly recovering from his groggy state, he snapped back to reality. “Oh.” He went red. Winter just looked at him while embarrassment drowned his thoughts. 
“Turtle, why are you here?” Questioned Winter.
“And how long have you been here?” questioned Qibli with even more concern.
“Cause you two are like watching two seahorses dance around coral, A. it’s entertaining, B. It’s cute as heck, C. I ship you.” Turtle said seemingly not at all embarrassed at his choice of dialogue.
“ So you're just gonna be a third wheel the whole time?” asked Qibli.
“Unless you say I can't, yes,” said Turtle, placing his hands together like a lawyer about to say that they lost being sued.
“You can’t,” said Winter
“I am the reason you admitted that you liked Qibli. You cannot force me out.”
“He is?” questioned Qibli,”He's the reason?”
“Well, I had to get it off my chest somehow,” Winter spat back.”I just didn't think he would be so… odd about it.”
“Ah I see and you, the (gay) Icewing prince couldn't confront his crush so he went and told the crazy fanfiction writer in the cave next door?” laughed Qibli, but he also questioned.
“Yuh, basically,” Turtle cut in.
“Literally no one asked.” screeched Winter
“I mean, you were having a gay crisis while talking to me about Qibli so…” 
Turtle shrugged.
“Awww your gay crisis was about me?” Qibli said with a smile.
“Stop revealing what a loser I am, dang it, Turtle!” Winter whisper-yelled.
“But, like, it's kinda cute though.” said Qibli while drinking his mysterious hot drink again.
“D-Did you just call me cute?” WInter’s face went very, very blue, like Tide Pods.
“Mayyyyyybe” said Qibli like the gay king he is *hair flip*.
“I love this,” said Turtle, watching the two go back and forth.
“Bro, go away, I’m busy” said Winter.
“Naw, dawg,”
Winter almost lunged and attacked Turtle but, you know, Qibli was right there so instead he said “Dude call me dawg one more time, I will freeze you.”
“Rude, but I’m still stayin’,” said Turtle 
Qibli walked over to Winter and whispered “Can we just go now??” 
“Yes please. Clearsight, I’m gonna kill Turtle when we get back.” said Winter.
Winter and Qibli slowly started to scoot towards the door and then bolted before Turtle could say anything.
“That was so mean!” shouted Qibli.
“Sure, but it was funny,” shrugged Winter as they galloped down the halls to the nearest exit.
Andthe ntheyliv edha  ppilyeverafter—
Turtle’s writing was interrupted by Winter tapping on the doorway.
“I have to tell you something,” he said. 
“I think Qibli likes me, but I can’t love him since I'm an Icewing and—pfft— I’m not gay,” Winter said.
Oh, it’s all coming together, Turtle thought.
“Winter, my friend, what makes you believe he likes you? And why do you have any reason to believe you don’t like him?”
“Moon?”
“KILL HER.”
“Three moons! Turtle you’ve gone mad.” screeched Winter as he jumped back a little.
Before Winter could even finish their conversation Qibli appears at the door, most likely not expecting Winter to be there.
“Oh, hey, Winter,” he said, seemingly turning redder than before, “What are you doing here?” he chuckled nervously. 
“Can I not talk to my seawing friend?” asked Winter, he felt his face turn bright blue and he tried to hide it but failed so he went and grabbed duct tape to put on his face. 
“Am I not your best—whaaaat are you doing.”
“When all else fails, use duct tape.” he said giving two thumbs up with tears in his eyes cause he couldn't move his face.
“What failed so hard that you had to duct tape your face.”
“It's personal, you would think I’m stupid.” Winter crossed his arms, tears falling down his face from the pain and embarrassment.
“No, I wouldn’t,” QIbli said, brushing the tears away. Unfortunately, Winter reached for more duct tape. Qibli smacked his hand and shouted “ dude you're gonna hurt yourself”
“I do not care, I have been through much worse.” said Winter, starting to cry again.
“Stop that. Stop it. No crying around me. We’re gonna be okay, okay? You’ll be okay.”
Winter just nodded and Qibli stood him up and walked over to their cave to help winter get the tape off of his face.
This was definitely not going according to fanfic, but Turtle was okay with that. It was working a lot better, actually. Why didn’t he think of that?
Back in Qibli and Winter’s cave, Qibli was trying to peel the tape off of Winter’s snout but it was too sticky and if he ripped it off too fast Winter would bleed, and bleed badly.
Winter grabbed onto it and ripped, not caring. His snout was blue. Qibli gasped in horror, thinking it was blood. It was very intense blushing and Winter was trying to explain that, but Qibli kept on searching for first aid kits.
“Here!” Qibli yelled, bringing over a bandage “This should stop your bleeding!”
“You camel, I’m not bleeding, I’m fine, just embarrassed,” Winter shouted then quickly got quieter.
“Why would you be so embarrassed that you felt the urge to cover your snout in duct tape??” Qibli questioned.
“It was me, It was you, it was my situation, my emotions, literally everything right now!” Winter yelled.
“How could I have embarrassed you?” Qibli said very puzzled why Winter was so off today.
“Well first off, I’m like 80% sure that I like you, then that would make me gay?! Winter, prince of the Icewings, gay??” 
“Okay, and?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, I like you too. Let’s get that out of the way. But why do you care about being gay?”
“Because, I’m a prince I cannot be, it’s the way of the Icewings,” Winter said.
“Sounds kinda homophobic, not gonna lie.”
“Have you even met another dragon from my tribe??? That's kinda our thing, I mean not being homophobic, but being little snow snorters, you know?” said Winter.
“I guess,” said Qibli
“Wow today escalated quickly,” laughed winter, he wrapped a wing around Qibli and they just sat there for a while, until of course TUrtle interrupted the moment
“I literally love you two, 10/10 my favorite two dragons together on the planet!” Turtle yelled.
“Dude, whyyyyyy,” yelled Winter, dying internally.
Qibli got up and slammed the door, locking it so hopefully Turtle would go away.Winter dropped to the floor, pretending he had died. 
“Dude get up, I know you're not dead. I would only be worried if you duct tape yourself again” said Qibli, kicking winter lightly.
Winter screeched. Qibli plugged his ears to avoid going deaf. 
“Get up.” Qibli screeched to try and counteract Winter’s. It didn't work, so Qibli tried to pick him up off the floor, which only resulted in more screeching and extremely red and blue faces.
“You are not strong enough buckaroo, I am a large dragon. You are puny,” Winter joked.
Qibli laughed. “Look at you. You are a literal stick.”
“Nuh uh,” Winter said, shaking his head, still on the ground.
“Yes. Your arms are so skinny I could very easily break them,” 
Winter recoiled, causing a weird looking double chin face.
“It’s not my fault you have muscular arms!” he shouted.
“No it's not, I just do,” Qibli shrugged.
WInter started rolling around on the ground in lack of not having duct tape. He kept rolling until he ran into Qiblis talons.
“Uh, hi?” Qibli said. “You good?” 
Winter looked like he was about to pass out. He kept rolling around until he was dizzy, and then he stopped.
“No, I am not okay,” Winter groaned.
“Hmmm. Maybe we can go hunting for food, I bet you’re just hangry,” Qibli suggested.
“That’s a fair assumption, we should do that,” Winter said, still on the ground.
As Qibli walked out, Winter refused to get up and squirmed like a worm out the doorway.
“This is highly undignified,” commented Winter.
“Well then, why don’t you get up off the ground?” 
“Noooooo.”
“Dude please, this is embarrassing,”
“You’re embarrassing.” 
“Well, who is ON THE GROUND MOVING LIKE A WORM RIGHT NOW?”
“You.” Winter huffed, crossing his arms.
As they approached the exit, QIbli unexpectedly took flight. Winter, startled, nearly fell off. Qibli was hovering right above him.
“Get up.” Qibli narrowed his eyes.
“Ughhhhh fine,” Winter slowly got up, retaining eye contact with Qibli giving the face of ‘see I can do what you told me to I just don't want to’.
Just to rub it in, Winter took off, screaming, “Race you to the top!”
“Hey, no fair!” Qibli said, accidentally whining.
Though Winter had a head start, Qibli was determined to beat this walrus. So, he beat his wings as hard as he could and he made it to the very top.
“I win!” Qibli yelled from the top of the peak. Qibli did a fortnite victory dance as Winter just arrived behind him so out of breath he fell over and laid on his back.
“Fine, you win, but can we pleasseee go get some food?” Winter whined.
Just then, a goat bleated from somewhere on their left.
“I call dibs!” Qibli screeched so loud the whole mountain shook worse than when Darkstalker came out of it.
“Nooo I’m the reason we’re even out hunting, I want the goat,” Winter yelled.
“Fine, how about a challenge, whoever finds the goat first gets to eat it,” Qibli said.
“Okayyy that works,” Winter said, running to the direction in which he heard the goat. 
Qibli used his smart man brain to sniff out the goat and found it, he killed it, but didn't eat it. He was going to give it to Winter.
Qibli returned to the peak and waited for Winter to arrive. Once he did he looked disappointed, thinking he would be the one to find the goat.
“Here,” Qibli said, nudging the goat over to Winter who seemed surprised at his generosity. Qibli’s face turned red.
“Oh, thank you,” Winter said, smiling and turning blue.
“So, we should go back now,” Qibli suggested.
“Oh, yeah, totally.” 
They flew back to the cave.
As they walked down the halls their wings brushed together slightly. WInter looked at Qibli and he looked back, smiled, then tripped over his own talons. 
“Im okay,” He whispered, putting two thumbs up and standing back up. Qibli stumbled a bit and Winter grabbed him so he wouldn't fall again, much awkward gay staring and blushing.
“Come on, we better get back to our cave,” Winter said.
“Yeah,” Qibli said, draping his warm wing over Winter’s back.
From behind them, Turtle peeked out of his cave and he chuckled mischievously
“Beat it,” Winter hissed, turning his head to look at him.
Turtle ducked back into his cave.
Winter and Qibli entered the cave, and both lazily dropped themselves onto Qibli’s bed. 
___
The next morning the day played out as if nothing happened. School hours had started. They would wave and say hi or smile.
When the last gong rang at the end of the day, Winter very excitedly popped up from his sitting position and ran to his cave, awaiting the return of Qibli. Once Qibli finally entered the door Winter immediately became more alert and watched as Qibli threw his scrolls over to the other side of the room, he plopped on the bed, face in the pillow, and screamed.
“You okay?” asked Winter
“Uh no, why do you have to be so cute all the time??” answered Qibli rolling around on his bed.
“It’s just my natural charm,” Winter said.
“I’m sure,” said Qibli.
Winter got up out of his sleeping corner and tip-toed over to Qibli’s bed, quietly sat down next to him and inconspicuously he grabbed Qibli’s talons in his and looked to the complete opposite side of the cave.
“You’re gay, you know that right?” Qibli said jokingly as he looked over at Winter.
WIP
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