Pancake Pal's POV

It had been about a week since what happened with Lunch Brigade.

I sat in a chair next to Bacon Man, watching him sleep peacefully.

"Yous hungrys Pancake Pals?" Hank asked, putting a plate of eggs next to me on the bed.

I looked at it, remembering that moment with him.

I shook my head and looked at Bacon Man.

"Yous got to eat mans. Wouldn't Bacon Mans wants that?"

I sighed and ate the eggs slowly.

"Theres we gos. I'm goings backs to the living rooms with everyone else, okays?"

I nodded and watched him leave.

Everyday, everyone would come and check on me and stay for a few hours, just in case Bacon Man woke up. I would always stay of course, wanting to thank him for what he did.

I finished eating the eggs and placed the plate on his desk, taking a glance at the picture. I smiled and layed next to Bacon Man.

"H-hey, if you can hear me...I miss you," I started, not getting a response, but I kept going.

"Everyone misses you actually. Heck, even Frank does!"

I sighed, placing my head under his arm.

"Please, just wake up," I said, wrapping my arms around him, sobbing.

I then felt a hand land gently on my side.

I gasped and looked up to see Bacon Man smiling down at me.

"Y-you serious?"

I gasped and hugged him.

"Come on, it couldn't have been that-" I stopped him, pressing my lips into his.

I stopped kissing him and hugged him again.

"Don't worry me like that again!"

He blushed madly and nodded.

"I-I p-promise."