EY!

THE 1ST ONE-SHOT OF THE YEAR!

How cool is that!!!

And, OF COURSE it's Cheeseloon! 

This was kinda requested by AsherFrasher!

Let's get into it!!!!

Fandom: Inanimate Insanity

Ships?: Cheeseloon

Extra?: CHEESY ANGST!!!! >:)

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

*Cheesy's P.O.V*

I just finished my comedy show for the night. As the curtains closed, my face turned into a frown.

Why did I even try anymore? Why do I even bother doing comedy anymore? Nobody likes my jokes anyways.

As I hear the room get more empty, I take a shaky sigh and sit in the corner of the stage. I put my knees up to my chest and begin to cry.

No matter how much I try, I can't be funny enough for anyone! How pathetic could I get?!

I can't get anyone to laugh at my jokes! All those laughter, it's just pity! They all pity me for not being good enough!

The more I thought of this, the more I began to cry. Thank god nobody was around to see me like this.

Especially Balloon, god forbid I let Balloon see me so upset and depressed. Why Balloon specifically?

Well, I loved him, and he is the sweetest guy ever. Thing is, I doubt a kind guy like him would date a guy like me.

So, I just sat here, crying my breaking heart out. Gosh, I feel so pathetic like this. Why couldn't I just be funny?

Were my jokes not good enough? Was it my repetitive puns that got boring? Or... was it just me who was boring?

All these thoughts just ate at me as I continued to cry. I'm not sure how long I was here for, but eventually, I stopped crying.

My vision was blurry, but I could feel something on me. It was... a very warm weight on me. Like a hug in a way.

I decided to hug back, since it was making me feel better. Then, I felt myself being pulled by this mysterious force.

Now this force was humming a soft tune. I felt myself feeling better about everything and continued to calm down.

Wait, I know this tune. And I know who's hugging me now. Oh gosh, how much of my crying did they see?!?!

"Cheesy? Are you okay?", the squeaky voice asked.

I looked up at the voice to discover, I was right. Balloon was looking at me with a concerned look on their face.

"L-loon..", I gasped.

"Hey Cheesy...", Balloon smiled.

"W-why-? H-how-?", I wanted to ask, but my voice was so hoarse.

"Don't worry, ok? Here. Have some water.", they said.

They hand me a glass of water, which I take. I begin to drink the water at a slow pace since I don't wanna choke.

Once I drank about half, I started to feel better. I looked over to Balloon who smiled once more.

"Better?", Balloon asked.

"Mhm.. t-thank you.", I thanked.

"Of course. But, why were you crying Cheesy?", they questioned.

"U-umm.... N-no r-reason Loon...", I stuttered.

"Cheesy..... Please tell me.. I wanna help.", they said with a sad tone.

Oh fuck! I made them sad! No! I didn't mean to make them sad! Oh gosh! I'll never get a chance with them now!

"I-i'm sorry....", I apologized.

"Huh? Why are you apologizing Chee?", they asked.

"I-i made you u-upset! I didn't mean too!", I said, on the verge of tears.

"Aww! You didn't make me upset. I'm just worried about you.", they explained.

"B-but...", I began.

"Cheesy. I'm not upset, ok? I could never get upset at you.", they explained further.

"R-really?", I questioned.

"Mhm. You mean a lot to me. And I'll never get upset at you.", they smiled.

"T-thank you. Y-you mean a lot to me too.", I smiled back.

They hug me and I hug back. I'm so grateful for them, I needed this badly. I didn't even mind Balloon seeing me cry.

"So... are you okay? For real this time.", Balloon asked again.

"N-no...", I answered truthfully.

"Can you tell me why?", they wanted to know.

"W-well.... *sighs* I just... don't feel funny enough. Like, my jokes aren't good enough for the others.", I answered.

"Aww... Cheesy...", they sighed.

"Mhm. I just.... I don't know what to do. I want to be a comedian! But I feel like nobody likes my jokes or my puns...", I explained.

"I.... I like your jokes, Cheesy.", Balloon said.

"Y-you're just saying that to make me feel better....", I said in a gloomy way.

"No. I really mean it. I love your puns and jokes, Cheesy.", they confirmed.

They.... They loved my jokes? Is this a dream? This has to be a dream, cause nobody likes my puns or my jokes.

"Cheesy, can I... can I tell you something?", Balloon asked, with a nervous tone.

"S-sure...", I said.

"I-.... I know this isn't a good time, but... I just need to get this off of my chest.", they started.

Was this important? What could they want to tell me that made them so nervous? I stayed quiet so they knew I'm listening.

"Okay.... S-so.... I... I really like you, Cheesy.", Balloon confessed.

"W-what?", I gasped.

Did... Did Balloon just confess their love to me?! W-was. Was I just imagining this?! Do they actually like me?!

"Y-you... y-you l-like me?", I asked, shocked.

"I do. And. I know you probably don't feel the same. I would imagine so, nobody here really likes me.", Balloon said, frowning.

That was fair, nobody really liked Balloon. They all still bullied them for something that happened like 6 years ago.

It hurt seeing Balloon bullied. Like, they're not like everyone says he is! Balloon is so cool and fun!

Why did nobody see it? Unless they didn't want to see Balloon as something new. But rather, something they weren't.

Now that... that's pretty depressing. Gosh, I felt bad for them. They were going through a lot of pain, and they're still happy.

"Y-you... You really like me?", I asked.

"I really do. I... I know you don't feel the same though. I'm sorry I messed up our friendship." Balloon said, in a sad tone.

"No. No you didn't Loon. Cause... I-i like you too...", I confessed finally.

"W-wait. You do?", they asked, shocked.

"Yea. For a while now.", I explained.

We both just stared at each other for a long while. Until we got closer to one another. Then, we both closed the gap.

Holy moly, we were kissing. This, this felt like a dream. But it wasn't, I was really kissing my long-time crush!

The kiss lasted for what felt like forever. However, it soon ended as we separated and we both blushed heavily.

Woah. That was amazing! I saw that Balloon was thinking the same thing as they smiled. I smiled too and cuddled them more.

They cuddled back and not a word was said. Nothing needed to be said though, this was good enough.

I start to drift asleep, with Balloon not falling far behind. As we both head to sleep, a final thought comes to mind.

Maybe I am good enough. If one person likes my jokes, then maybe I'm doing something right. So, I'll keep improving, for me and Balloon.

.

.

.

*END*

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Cuteness!!!!

Anyways.

I don't have much to say.

So, see ya!! 

-Mangy!