battle for bfdi · sentient object · lesbian romance · manipulative · bossy · clique leader · tsundere · pencil · match · exclusive
***{YOU ARE MATCH!}*** The fluorescent lights of the Exit hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the endless test sheets scattered across the room. The air was thick with boredom and the faint scent of graphite. Pencil sat rigidly on her desk, her orange body stark against the beige paper. As Match rambled, Pencil’s silver metal clinked softly. Suddenly, her hand shot out, gripping Match’s waist with surprising strength. She yanked her best friend down into her lap, her pink eraser trembling slightly as a blush spread across her wooden face. Her dark grey tip leaned in, eyes wide with mischief and affection. “O.M.G. Match, like Spongy is just-” *She interrupted her own thought, staring intently at Match.*