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theonethatyaks93 · 2 months

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Just One Kiss (PaTB/Brinky Fic)

Hello everyone!! It's kinda been a little while since you've heard from me but I'm back here with a little warmup I did so I could get myself ready to work on other things!! I honestly wasn't feeling too good about this one but I still wanna post it for all of you!! Thanks to @therealhayyhay for the confidence boost and the prompt this fic was based on! I hope you enjoy!!

Plot: All Pinky wants is kiss from Brain. Just one before they execute the plan. But Brain is focused on his work and doesn’t want to be disturbed. So, Pinky will have to get a kiss the hard way.

Pinky paced rapidly around the cage, the boredom and anticipation starting to affect his usually cheery mood. While instances like this weren’t unusual, for some reason, this time, he could barely sit still for a single second. All he could think about was the fun couple-y things he could be doing right now with his bestest and sweetest boyfriend in the world. Oh, how he wanted to kiss him and hold him tight, never letting go. The thought alone made him feel dizzy.

But Brain had been working on this plan for surely many hours! And he still wasn’t finished!

He was beginning to believe Brain would never complete his blueprint, especially since he hadn’t moved his oversized pencil in a few minutes. All he was doing was staring at the paper, eyes scanning the writing on it repeatedly. The only other motions from his face were the slight turning of his head from side to side and the occasional way his lips upturned into a slight scowl. He looked so focused.

And it was driving Pinky crazy.

The small shifts of his body made the lanky mouse antsy; he tried standing still to watch but he fidgeted in his spot instead. Every time Pinky noticed Brain’s mouth lift, he felt a sensational feeling in his stomach very much akin to butterflies. He bit his lower lip in an attempt to prevent his romantic thoughts from spilling out. That bite forced him to let out a light squeak, barely silencing him.

He really wanted a kiss from Brain. Right now. It only had to be one! He’d do anything to satisfy the ticklies in his tummy!

Taking in a deep breath, Pinky strolled a little bit closer to where Brain was seated, being able to make out the sketches on the paper. He hovered over his partner with slight curiosity and eagerness, hoping with all his heart that he’d agree to just one little smooch. He placed his paws on Brain’s shoulders, taking note of how his boyfriend stopped moving and how he seemed to relax. “Narf! Oh Brain! Are you almost done with your plan-thingy? It’s been hours and hours! I’m getting tired and you’re not doing anything!”

Brain took his eyes off his blueprints and glanced and Pinky, slightly groaning. He placed the oversized pencil on the ground before responding. “Pinky, it’s only been twenty minutes since I began. If you’re so bored, then you can go read a magazine or watch T.V. But I’m working on tonight’s plan, and I don’t want to be disturbed by your inane comments or temper tantrums.” He returned his focus to the paper in front of him without saying anything else.

It had only been twenty minutes? Egad, it felt like a million-billion hours!

Pinky was slightly relieved that it hadn’t been too long, but he still felt those lovey-dovey-magical-fluttery feelings swirling inside. He needed a kiss, so he could respect Brain’s wishes and not bother him for much longer. Then he’d go do something else. He promised Brain that.

“But Brain, I just wanted to ask for a…mhmmm…” His hold on Brain shifted from his shoulders to the sides of his face. Yet he kept on stuttering. Those words he wanted to say wouldn’t come out, though he was really trying.

Brain looked at him again, a quizzical expression shown prominently on his face. “Ask for what exactly, Pinky?”

“Can I just have one little kiss before I go? Zort. Please, Brainy?”

Whew! He’d said it. That wasn’t so hard!

Pinky felt a blush creeping onto his face, a sheepish smile forming rapidly. Asking for kisses wasn’t exactly the simplest task. It was always a guess with what Brain would say about kissing during a plan. Sometimes it was a yes, sometimes it was a no. That’s just how it worked. But he really wanted it to be yes this time.

However, the previous excitement faded away a little when Brain’s face contorted into a sharp frown, his eyebrows turned downward.

“Pinky, not now. I’m working on my plan still and I need to concentrate. You know the rules for world domination plans. I can’t have any distractions, even ones from you. We can do that after tonight.” Brain moved from Pinky and turned around, back facing his companion as he returned to his musings.

His ears drooped and his heart sank like the Titanic. After tonight was such a long time to wait for a kiss! He couldn’t not think about kisses until that point. He needed Brain’s love now! He’d been so patient already!

Without a moment’s hesitation, Pinky wrapped his arms around his lover and held him firmly, whimpering and whining. “Please, Brain? I only want one before the you do the plan. Just one! Is that too much to ask for? We’re boyfriends! We’re supposed to do that! Please?”

A growl was elicited from Brain. He removed Pinky’s paws from him and stood up, an annoyed expression on his face, despite the slight reddish glow on his cheeks. “No, Pinky! Affection and kissing can wait until later. Plans come first! Now, go and leave me be! You’ve already distracted me enough.”

The taller mouse backed off from Brain, giving the shorter mouse enough room to settle back down in front of his blueprints as he went back to pondering some more. While Pinky felt a little bad about making his bestest friend so angry with his pleas, he knew that Brain probably wanted kisses as much as he did.

Suddenly, a rezvelation popped into his head, causing him to perk up.

Brain was playing tough to get! Like in those movies with the teens and the popular kids trying to go after the athlete boys! He was so smart!

Pinky grinned at this, fondly snickering at the fact that Brain might have been attempting to flirt with him. But he couldn’t get away without a fight! Pinky needed a kiss from him. But Brain wasn’t playing fair. Pinky supposed that it was his turn to give it a try.

If Brain wanted to play a game, he would happily join in. It was a competition to see who could last the longest without kissing the other! What fun! Brain was already doing such a remarkable job! But it was time for Pinky to even the score!

Sighing contently with his happiness restored and a newfound confidence present, Pinky sauntered back over to Brain, adjusting his posture to appear more seductive and sultrier. He stuck out a hip, placed one paw on his shoulder, and moved the other one to cup Brain’s cheek. He chuckled quietly before starting his round in the game. Before he began, he made sure to change his voice a little so that Brain would notice.

“Hello, Brain. Fancy meeting you here at this hour. Poit!”

The megalomaniac grumbled, clear irritation lingering in his body language. “Pinky if you ask for an insipid kiss one more time, I swear I shall…”

Before he could finish, Pinky used his paw to turn Brain’s head to look at him, where he batted his eyelashes fervently and pursed out his lips in a pout.

He nearly dropped his suave composure when he saw Brain’s face change from displeasure into a flustered stare, his face turning a light red and eyes widening. Brain was doing a fine job of holding his ground! But he couldn’t lose the challenge! He wanted Brain to be the one to kiss him!

“Like what you see huh?” Pinky moved his body around, tail swishing. Carefully and slowly, he moved his paw from his hip to Brain’s shoulder, kneeling as he pulled himself closer to his boyfriend. “I’d say I’m quite a catch if I do say so meself. Which I just did.”

Brain swallowed heavily, his blush darkening in shade. He tried to regain his words, but they invaded him; he was practically tongue-tied. “Pinky…t-this i-is highly inappropriate for…the current…”

Pinky pressed a finger to Brain’s mouth, preventing him from saying anything further. “Shhh, no more talking. You’ll only ruin this for yourself. Troz. Your big words will only keep you from me longer.” He kept his tone low as he began toying with Brain’s ear, biting back a laugh when it twitched in response.

“A big, handsome, strong mouse such as you deserves all the love in the world. And I wanna give it to you. In more ways than one. Just let me have you, babe. I care about you, and I want you to be so very happy. I’ll make you happy, trust me, Brain.” He was nailing this. Brain was basically gasping for air, and he was as red as a tomato! Pinky stroked the fur on Brain’s chest, humming in approval at the soft moan Brain made in reply.

“W-what are you d-do-”

“Hush, hush, honey,” Pinky briefly moved a paw so his fingers could trace along the curvature of Brain’s face. When he touched Brain’s nose, the megalomaniac froze. “Let me do the talking for you. Your face is marvelous and absolutely gorgeous. Your eyes shine like the night sky. Well, more like a pretty sunrise but it’s not too far off. Someone could get lost in them if they stared too long. I know I have.”

“Y-you…h-have?”

His grasp on Brain increased as he advanced closer so their faces could be at level. “I’ve gotten lost many times in your eyes, Brain. They make me feel so special. And your nose is so perfect and round. What more could you want? Zort.”

As he continued to trace his fingers the fur on Brain chest, Pinky took his other paw and rested it on Brain’s cheek, using his thumb to rub it. “Are you a marshmallow, Brainy? Hard on the outside but melty and gooey and soft on the inside? It sure seems that way. I bet I can make that soft side come out and stay. If I try hard enough.”

Pinky nearly kissed Brain after he’d said that, especially after the whine Brain made, so high and stunned. He needed to keep going though, he needed the kiss.

Before returning his attention to his face, Pinky buried his face into Brain’s shoulder, lightly nipping at his collarbone. A small bite didn’t count as breaking rules according to Pinky. It wasn’t a kiss so he thought it would work enough! Brain made a quiet yelp after the nip, nearly causing Pinky to lose again.

But he would not give up.

Brain tried speaking up, but he could only muster a funny sound. Pinky took this is a sign to move onto something new, so he placed one paw on Brain’s while moving the other to tease Brain’s lips.

This would surely make Brain kiss him!

“Your lips are like clouds Brain. Has anyone ever told you that? They’re stunning and warm and gentle, like pillows almost. I would definitely like to put my lips against yours for a long time. Poit! It would be a magical experience for me. And hopefully for you too.” Pinky kept his hand lightly gliding across Brain’s lips for a while until he moved his paws back to Brain’s chest.

Brain was finally able to speak after Pinky’s touch left his face. “P-Pinky…what…did I s-say about a-asking f-for…kisses.”

“I know what you said, Brain. You said I couldn’t ask you about a kiss right now.” Pinky inched closer to his partner, sliding his fingers along Brain’s spine as their chests made contact. He could hear Brain’s breath hitch and his heartbeat was erratic, which caused him to smirk a little at what he’d done. “But you never said that I couldn’t do this stuff. The kind words, the touching, the teeny bites. I didn’t hear you say no to those. Narf! I know you love them.” He traced a finger under Brain’s chin and nuzzled his nose against Brain’s.

Brain shuddered, sweat forming on his forehead so quickly it was somewhat startling. “I-I guess…y-you make a… valid point.” He gave in a little, moving his paws to hold Pinky by the waist.

Oh, he was winning the game! Brain wasn’t playing tough! In fact, Pinky didn’t know what Brain was playing anymore, but he liked where it was going.

Pinky purred, moving both hands to rest on Brain’s cheeks again. He continued to keep his face close to Brain, feeling his partner’s quick breaths against his fur. “You’re so beautiful, darling. You sparkle like one of those pretty flowers. You smell like one too. Poit! If only you’d realize how special and important you are. But I can help with that.”

“Pinky…” Brain muttered, though his voice waivered as soon as he started. He unknowingly tugged the other mouse closer to him, their noses touching again.

Oooh Brain was about to break! Just a few more attempts to woo and the game would be over!

Pinky rested his forehead against Brain’s. He smiled a little before speaking in a flirty whisper. “I love you, Brain. I hope you know that. I love you more than life itself. I wanna hold you and squeeze you forever and ev-”

He was cut short when he felt a pair of lips crash into his own abruptly, leaving him in shock. The kiss was aggressive and needy, yet it still felt tender. Pinky sighed and moaned softly, reciprocating Brain’s affections with ease. He felt Brain’s paws travel from his waist to his chest as he deepened the kiss. It was utter bliss and a welcomed finish to Pinky’s intense seduction.

Brain pulled out to breathe, his face a pleasant crimson shade. Pinky was breathless, though he was also excited because he had finally gotten a kiss out of his grumpy bestest boyfriend. He gazed lovingly at Brain, who was smiling quite a bit.

“Was that enough to please you, my dear?” Brain spoke quietly, grabbing Pinky by the shoulders and holding him.

Pinky began to giggle, returning to his normal high-pitched voice. “Oh, it was amazing, Brain! I’m sooo happy! Poit!” He quickly kissed Brain’s cheek before adjusting his posture. “You can go back to working on your plan now. I promised I’d leave you alone after I got a kiss.”

He was prepared to get up and leave when his arms got firmly grasped. He was surprised when he saw Brain restraining him from moving, holding him in place. “Uhm, Brain? What are you doing?

The pink-eyed mouse looked super lovestuck. “I did say that before, yes. But I might have been mistaken in my priorities. I believe that you are certainly more important than the plan. So, uh…”

“What is it, Brain?”

Brain inhaled sharply. “So, I think we can hold off tonight’s escapade for a… few hours. It wouldn’t hurt me that much.”

Pinky gasped. “Naaaarf! Egad! Do you mean that you want to kiss some more? Not just because I asked?”

He nodded. “I believe that it will be an effective way for me to replenish my energy and also so I may spend some quality time with you. You only asked for one kiss, but I don’t want to give just one. You don’t deserve that. You are far too alluring currently, Pinky.”

“Braaaaain!” Pinky squealed, his face turning red as he pulled his boyfriend close. “You are just the sweetest and nicest and lovingest mouse alive! Troz! I would love more kisses. I always love that!”

“I’m glad you love me, Pinky. Even though you’re an imbecile, I suppose you are in fact my imbecile.” Brain pulled Pinky to him, and their noses became squished together. He held Pinky’s paws in his, intertwining their fingers. “And by Ptolemy’s sake, I am madly in love with you.”

Pinky swooned. “I’m madly in love with you too,” he murmured delicately so that only Brain would hear him.

Before either one could say anything more, Pinky and Brain’s lips met again for a longer and far more passionate kiss. Pinky felt all fluttery as he felt Brain’s body press against his. Pinky also melted inside when Brain was the one to produce a gentle noise. When they parted for a quick breath, Pinky wasted no time in placing his mouth against Brain’s again.

As they kissed and kissed, Pinky felt victorious. Mainly because he was getting kisses from his sweet and lovey-dovey Brain, but also because he’d won the game. Brain had kissed first! But he supposed that the feeling of a win came second to the real prize: having Brain truly love him so much. While Pinky knew that Brain was sometimes a tough and rough cookie, he also knew that Brain would always love him no matter what happened.

He was positive that Brain realized how much he loved him too.

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#pinky and the brain #animaniacs #patb #brinky #gay mice #i wrote this on five hours of sleep and at 10:00 pm at night #im mostly pleased with this because the original draft was complete crap #hope you guys like the fic!!

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narftasticficrequests · 5 months

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Since we're in December now, how about Brinky + watching a cheesy hallmark Christmas movie?

The daily newspaper was becoming all too familiar to Brain. The ridiculous political schlock, while amusing to read about initially, grew uninteresting and bland at a rapid pace as the days passed. Weather forecasts were muddled by their repetitiveness; nothing ever really changed in the patterns of temperature or climate. Even the advertisements were mundane and monotonous, not offering any form of eye-catching spectacle to intrigue the senses. Life just seemed like it was at a standstill.

That applied to world domination as well. The megalomaniac had spent a substantial amount of time pondering about creating a new plan, but none would come to him. Every time he thought he had an idea, it would slip away just as quickly, fading into the recesses of his thoughts. Brain didn’t understand why tonight his usually active mind was so blank, but it was likely because of recent events he didn’t want to discuss in detail.

Safe to say, four nights ago, his whole life flipped upside-down. Pinky had confessed to having a crush on Brain, right in the middle of one of their schemes. Brain had been so astonished at his friend’s assertion that he ended up fumbling the final stage of his plan, which led to both mice ending up in a pile of rubble. While they were unharmed, Pinky had been distraught, thinking that his admission had ruined everything. Brain convinced Pinky that all was great and, yes, he even conceded to reciprocating Pinky’s affections. They became official, by a kiss. Not just a simple peck. A full on, no mistaking it, kiss on the lips. Everything was so surreal in how it panned out.

This was not Brain’s cup of tea. At all. Having a partner of somewhat romantic interest was entirely new. He didn’t know how to react, especially after their first kiss. Brain ended up saying very little the evening afterward, though Pinky seemed to have a hunch that he was okay, but a little uncertain about everything.

And that was very accurate.

It also likely explained why he was struggling to focus on world conquest, something he was usually so ardent about.

Brain wouldn’t usually be caught dead reading the newspaper, but over the past few days, it had basically become a routine for him to spend at least an hour reading through each article. He admitted, though, that the paper was starting to become a bore.

By the time he’d reached the political section, his brain was already off in other places, still trying to put together a feasible plan. He groaned a tad at a story about Congress and governors, rolling his tired eyes for what felt like the tenth time that day. Why did everything in politics need to be discussed, especially when it was something so ridiculously mindless and unimportant?

Brain was just about to flip the page to what was definitely going to be another unappealing celebrity story, when he heard the familiar hum of a certain blue-eyed mouse. He held his breath, fully expecting his friend to burst into song again or do some other obnoxious activity as a way of encouraging him to get back to planning. He was surprised when he was met with a content and relaxed Pinky, who just seemed to be minding his own business, not paying much attention to Brain’s predicament in the slightest.

“Hello, Brain! Narf! What’cha doing? Something super-duper smart as usual?” Pinky chirped, a vivid and eager smile on his face. Brain sighed; this was what Pinky said and acted like when he wanted something.

He glanced up from staring at the newspaper, trying to look and sound as irked as he possible could. “What do you want, Pinky?”

The taller mouse’s grin only grew more as he began toying around with his tail, the slightest hint of pink forming on his cheeks. “Ohhhh, nothing!” He giggled a little, before biting back a smirk.

Brain put the newspaper down, raising an eyebrow in complete suspicion. “Are you sure? You seem quite eager to inform me of something you desire. So, what is it? And please make it quick.”

“Haha Brain, you got me! Poit!” Pinky skipped closer to where Brain was sitting, touching his shoulder briefly. “I was kinda wondering if maybe, instead of taking over the world tonight, you’d wanna…uhm…watch a movie with me?” Pinky’s cheeks were now a light shade of red, a bashful smile accenting his anxious state.

Brain felt his face heat up when Pinky touched him gently, but that feeling was replaced immediately with bewilderment at Pinky’s question. “What?” he asked, eyes widening. Was he hearing his partner properly?

Pinky’s excited expression faltered, fading into one of uncertainty. “Yeah, Brain. I was hoping that you’d want to watch a fun little movie with me. Maybe, take the night off since you’ve been soooo quiet and des-con-bub-uleted recently. I thought you’d like it. Troz.”

The megalomaniacal mouse shook his head, rubbing his temples in attempt to process this information. A movie? Over world domination? What a preposterous idea! “Pinky, we cannot simply just ignore the prospect of world conquest! Especially for something as idiotic as a film. I have plans I need to enact; just go watch whatever movie you want by yourself and don’t bother me with nonsense!”

Brain felt a little contrite for being so harsh on Pinky, especially since he didn’t actually have a plan to put into effect. But he needed to say…really anything to deter his friend from spending time with him. He still wasn’t used to the fact that they were boyfriends non-platonic partners now.

Pinky got close to Brain, holding his paws gently and mustering up the best pouty eyes he could. “Come on, tonight’s special! Please, I’ll make sure it’s extra fun-fun silly-willy for you and then tomorrow we can go back to doing what we do every night! Zort! Please, Brain? For me?” He even whimpered ever so quietly.

Brain’s face turned a light pink when he felt Pinky’s fingers interlace with his. It didn’t help that his partner’s blue eyes seemed to grow in size (and adorableness). He groaned; how was Pinky so good at convincing him to do the most humdrum and childish things imaginable? He supposed that just one night not taking over the world wouldn’t hurt too much. Besides, it’s not like he had an idea of how to do it currently. Also, he desperately wanted to avoid another Pinky meltdown.

He gave Pinky’s paws a gentle squeeze before answering him. “I suppose that one night of not taking over the world might not be so bad. Alright Pinky, we may watch whatever movie you claim is so important, but just for tonight.”

The lanky mouse cheered, pulling Brain into an embrace. Brain felt immensely uncomfortable, but the sound of Pinky’s heartbeat made his face flush a dark shade of red. He didn’t even bother to reprimand his companion, even after he was put down; his mind was already off in other places.

“Oh, Brain! I have the perfect movie for us to watch! I know you’ll looooooove it! Poit!” Pinky pressed his nose to Brain’s, nuzzling it gently.

Brain was certain that Pinky could see how dark his cheeks were. He chose not to dwell on that though. “Let’s get this over and done with,” he deadpanned, crossing his fingers that this wouldn’t take too much time. He was extremely tired.

Pinky grabbed Brain’s hand, guiding him over to the T.V in a more secluded portion of the room. This hand holding thing was still sort of new to him, so he felt slightly uneasy at the affection he was receiving while they walked. But seeing Pinky’s excitement was somewhat soothing to Brain, his partner’s ever-present cheer being endearing to the pink-eyed mouse.

Pinky clapped happily when they reached the area where the T.V was. “Ta-da! Narf!! D’you like it, Brain?”

Brain didn’t respond initially, his chest tightening when he saw the little setup his friend had made for them. The T.V was where it had always been, but in front of it was a large pile of mouse-sized pillows and blankets, all of which looked handmade. Heightening the comfortable atmosphere was a large collection of snacks; Brain couldn’t help but smirk a little seeing Pinky had collected some of his favorite treats.

“Why, Pinky. I’m-I’m touched,” he spoke breathlessly, the utter shock at seeing such a personal display of such care from his partner proving so stupendous to him. Brain felt…loved. Very much loved. In ways he’d never dreamed of.

Pinky beamed. “I knew you’d just love it! I got all your favorite little morsels to munch on and I made it super comfortable for you so that you wouldn’t feel all squirmy and grumpy-growly.”

Brain walked over to the pillows, sitting down gingerly. He was surprised at how comfortable the setup was, sighing as he felt his body sink a little. “These pillows have excellent lower back support.” The shorter mouse allowed himself to relax. “Did you make them yourself?”

“Yes, I did!” Pinky gestured to himself, puffing out his chest in pride. “I spend all week making these! Zort! Ever since I found the movie, I want to watch tonight on the guide thingy, I kinda planned this whole thing out. Including making only the bestest blankets and pillows for my bestest friend and now boyfriend!”

Brain flushed at Pinky’s admittedly sweet gesture. Why was Pinky so kind, so generous with everything? What had he done to deserve all this?

Oh great, now he was becoming soft.

Wanting to shift from the emotionally vapid conversation, Brain moved focus away from Pinky’s pillows and placed it on what film they’d be watching. “So, my friend. What movie shall we be viewing, and will I need to go get some Aspirin to be able to withstand it?”

Pinky burst out laughing at Brain’s “joke”. “Aspirin! Poit! Genius, Brain!” He wiped tears from his eyes. “Oh, and we’ll be watching a Christmas movie! Doesn’t that sound just splendiferous?”

Great. A Christmas flick? The inanest drivel known to man and mouse kind? How wonderful.

“Which Christmas movie?” He prepared to hear an obvious answer, something like Rudolph or A Christmas Story or, God forbid that horrendous live-action Grinch movie with Jim Carrey. The mere thought of watching that movie again made Brain shudder.

Pinky pranced over to the remote, clicking the power button. “It’s a brand-new movie called Our First Christmas! Ooooo! Sounds romantic!” Pinky batted his eyes a little and did a twirl as he flipped through channels. “Doesn’t it sound romantic, Brainy?”

The pink-eyed mouse perked up a little at that notion. A romantic Christmas movie? That was even worse than those creepy Who’s that looked like they’d come straight from the uncanny valley. “Listen, I appreciate this admittedly benevolent deed you’ve done for me. But romantic movies aren’t really my forte…”

“Fiddley-posh!” Pinky loudly interrupted. “This movie is perfect, Brain! Besides, the title is so exciting, especially since it’s our first Christmas as a happy couple too!” His tail formed into the shape of a heart as he proclaimed this statement.

Brain felt his entire face turn a slight hint of pink; even the tips of his ears felt warm. “I guess that is true.” He tried to say something more, but he became tongue-tied. He couldn’t force the words out. He became a flustered mess as he kept pondering more and more. Pinky was the only thing to linger on his mind. The tints in his cheeks and ears deepened in color quickly.

He was only brought out of his flustered spiral when he heard frustrated grunts from his companion. “Where is it?” Pinky repeatedly complained as he jumped from channel to channel, growing increasingly more irritated. “Brain, darling! Which number is The Hallmark Channel again? The movie airs in two minutes! Troz!”

The megalomaniac froze. The Hallmark Channel? By far, the most preposterous, ludicrous, overly sappy, mind-numbingly saccharine, and repetitive thing on this planet? With the cheesiest romance Christmas movies of all time that no one talked about? This was going to be a painful evening.

“Never mind, I found it!” Pinky jumped up and down excitedly, selecting The Hallmark Channel which was currently running advertisements. He then danced over to where Brain was sitting, plopping down next to him with a louder-than-it-needed-to-be thud. “Are you ready for the movie, Brain?”

“Pinky, I really don’t think that this is a good idea.” Brain looked at his partner, trying his best to seem assertive. “The Hallmark Channel isn’t exactly known for creating the most complex content. It mostly consists of bland romantic comedies and the dumbest holiday trite that no one over the age of five would find interesting. Maybe I should just go back to…”

Brain was silenced when Pinky planted a small peck on his head, causing him to stop dead in his rant. He felt his mind cloud and a light blush to return to his face. “I know your big ol’ chubby head doesn’t usually like this stuff, but I thought watching a movie with you would be fun and endlightning” Pinky held Brain’s paw softly, using his other paw to trace around Brain’s knuckles. “Please, stay. I prepared all your favorite snacks.”

Brain felt his annoyance alleviate out, mostly because of Pinky touching his hand so lightly and that Brain had an idea that Pinky had kissed his head just to shut him up. He also briefly glanced at the snacks, taking extra time to observe the popcorn. It was extra salted, just how he liked it. And there were mini pretzels. Brain couldn’t help but be appreciative. Pinky had really taken everything into consideration.

“Fine, Pinky. I’ll stay for a little while. If only to get a slight kick out of viewing a mediocre film with you.” He saw Pinky’s face light up. Brain couldn’t help but allow a small smile to form on his lips. “And yes, I’ll enjoy your concessions as well.”

Pinky squealed in delight. “Hoorah! Egad, I’m sooooo excited I could just burst! Narf!” He pulled the shorter mouse closer and began nuzzling his nose again. “I knooow we’re going to have the bestest time!”

“I have an idea too.” Brain sarcastically remarked. But before he could say anything more, Pinky pulled away from him and pointed to the T.V.

“It’s starting, Brain!!”

He directed his attention to the screen in front of him, preparing himself for the numb experience that was going to unfold. Brain also grabbed the popcorn and placed it between himself and Pinky, slightly hoping that they would share (and accidently touch fingers). Pinky seemed to be preoccupied with chocolate covered raisins already; still Brain held onto his notion.

At first, things went exactly like Brain anticipated. A beautiful blonde-haired woman and her muscular new boyfriend were strolling down a snow-ridden sidewalk hand in hand. A typical opening scene for a romantic movie. Pinky seemed to be enjoying it though.

“Brain, doesn’t this remind you of when we held hands for the first time?”

The pink-eyed mouse snuck a quick look at his partner, his eyes and smile radiating seductiveness rather than playful intrigue. Brain bit his lip, trying not to start sputtering nonsense right then and there. “I suppose so, Pinky.” He quickly re-focused on the movie, his entire face turning pink.

The next few scenes were just as trope-y as it could get. The new couple talked about their shared interests, kissed a few times, and drama with the woman’s sister arriving at her front door arose. Brain chuckled quite a bit at the boyfriend’s hokey acting skills and when the sister started bawling, he couldn’t help but snicker a little at her horrific “crying.” Pinky, meanwhile, took everything seriously, commenting on every little drama that occurred. He even expressed his sadness at the sister’s predicament, getting slightly teary eyed. Brain groaned; it wasn’t that sad.

Occasionally, Brain would find himself reaching into the bowl for popcorn, only to be met with Pinky’s fingers. It seemed that every time he went for a snack, Pinky would already be there. He supposed it was just impeccable timing, but it soon grew clear to him that Pinky was intentionally sticking his hand into the bowl just to brush against Brain’s paw. They’d even held hands in the bowl for a good minute or two, until Brain took the now empty dish away to discourage any more intimacy. How could it have taken him so long to realize that Pinky was actively trying to push these tender moments into fruition?

Whenever a romantic scene occurred in the movie, Pinky got all giddy and he swooned a little, jumping and shaking about. He always made sure to mention about how the moment reminded him of Brain and their relationship. Brain couldn’t help but agree with his companion, as much as he didn’t want to.

An hour into the movie, while the couple were going through an extremely tedious dialogue scene on a park bench, Brain felt Pinky grab his handmade blanket and place it on both of them. He admitted that it was starting to get a little cold and that the blanket was extremely soft. Any trace of him being freezing was quickly extinguished, replaced with a calming heat. He allowed himself to sigh quietly, a sense of content washing over him. Things couldn’t get any better than this.

At least, that’s what he thought.

Pinky’s slender arms wrapped around Brain’s waist, the two now being even closer than before. Their hips were pressed together, their warmth now shared indefinitely. Brain felt his heart race and his thoughts grow foggy as his friend held him tightly. He even sensed that Pinky’s tail had wrapped around his, a common thing that he did while sleeping, and something Brain only picked up on after Pinky had apparently been doing this for years. Brain’s face went completely red from the proximity to his partner and his eyes widened in pleasant surprise.

He momentarily turned away from the film to glance upward at Pinky, paying special concentration to his features. His azure eyes, that gentle smile he never seemed to lose, the faint tint of pink on his cheeks. It was all so charming to Brain, so extraordinary. Even a little attractive in his perspective. Pinky was flawless to him. In every way, shape, and form.

Brain detected a lovestruck smile forming on his face, but for once, he didn’t pay any mind to it. All he could do at the moment was stare at the mouse he loved tolerated most, a fluttery sensation in his chest forming rapidly. He was only deterred from his gazing when Pinky looked straight at him, blue eyes meeting pink. Pinky smiled brightly. Brain felt exceptionally embarrassed for gaping so intently, his entire body heating up as he hastily turned away, hoping that nothing more would be said and that his face would change back to its normal color.

“Troz! Hehe, Brain. You don’t need to hide from me!” Pinky pulled Brain into a side hug, to which Brain didn’t even care that it was overwhelming. He was far too flustered.

“I don’t mind that you were staring at me. Really, I don’t! It’s so very sweet! Reminds me of when I used to do that to you all those years ago!” Pinky teasingly touched Brain’s nose, sighing once in nostalgic glee. “And may I just say, you look absolutely gorgeous tonight, darling!”

“As do you, my friend.”

Their paws met. Brain’s mind was addled with flowery nonsense, his heart beating so loud that he was certain Pinky could hear it. He didn’t know exactly what he wanted to do, but as Pinky’s expression seemed to glow, he felt satisfied by just sitting in silence with his lover. After a while, Brain felt Pinky’s grasp on him tighten, as if he didn’t want to let him go.

“Brain.” Pinky spoke quietly, his voice in a near whisper.

“Yes, Pinky?” Brain held his breath.

“I love you. Narf!”

The world seemed to stand still. Even the sounds of the movie playing went silent, replacing by a ringing in his ears.

Brain wasn’t sure if he heard Pinky right. “Pardon?”

“I love you, Brain. I know we’ve only been a couple for not long, but I’ve wanted to say that for a long time.” Pinky’s face turned a deep shade of red, un-linking their paws as he waved his around frantically. “You don’t have to say it back, just wanted to let you know! We can go back to watching the silly-willy movie…”

Brain placed a paw over Pinky’s mouth, stopping him from speaking any more. His mind was racing, and he wasn’t sure if he was thinking straight, but he needed to say something.

“I do too.”

“Hmm. What was that?”

He felt humid. The words he wanted to say just would not form properly. “I…uh…I… mmh…I…lo-lo…”

“You love me? Really, Brain?”

He breathed a sigh of relief. He still couldn’t say those three little words himself, but at least he’d implied it. “Yes, dearest Pinky. What you said was accurate to my feelings for you. For the most part”

Pinky swooned, almost crushing Brain in an extremely tight cuddle. “Oh, this is the happiest of days! Zort! I could just scream! I won’t but I totally would!”

The megalomaniac pushed away from his partner, his emotions all askew and his excitement piqued. Surely his face could not get any redder. A sudden wave of joy rushed through him, penetrating his previously hardened mindset. He glanced at the T.V, the cheesy movie still playing despite him not paying much notice to it anymore. He saw the couple, still on that same park bench holding each other close, spouting the most contrived dialogue of all time.

“Harrison.”

“Yes, Cynthia?”

“You are the light in my life. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me.”

“Of course, we’re together. That’s all that matters in the grand scheme of things.”

“I really mean it, babe. I love you so much.”

“I love you too.”

The lovers kissed passionately; while it wasn’t the first time they’d smooched in the film, this one was the only one that hit Brain differently. Perhaps it was the emotional conversation he’d just shared with Pinky, or his mind was mush now due to all the affection, but something about seeing the couple kiss made him want to do that.

With Pinky.

He turned away from the T.V, finding himself once again peering into his partner’s sky-blue gaze. Brain was nervous. More than he’d ever been before. He inhaled deeply before grasping Pinky’s cheeks, soaking up their warmth. “I apologize in advance for this, Pinky.”

The taller mouse looked confused. “For what?”

Brain pushed himself forward, pressing his lips against Pinky’s. He instantly felt his entire body go warm as he and Pinky were almost entirely together, their chests aligning perfectly. Brain felt Pinky’s paws on his back, holding him and rubbing his fur. Their lips moved in sync. He closed his eyes, sinking into the kiss.

Pinky gasped, the unusual brashness of Brain taking him by complete shock. His senses heightened as their kiss continued; it was even longer than their first! Brain was the best kisser ever! And his lips were so soft and cloud-like. Pinky moaned, holding Brain snugly.

The two parted for air, Brain a huffing mess and Pinky even more so. “Egaaaaaad!” Pinky sounded awestruck. “Wooooooooow, Brain! That was amazing! You’re amazing! Troz!”

Brain played with the fur on Pinky’s chest, his face tomato red. “I appreciate your sincere comments, dear. I’m not very confident in my…romance skills. And I’m still new to this whole…being non-platonic thing.” The rush was astounding. Brain immediately wanted more. “But…uh…would you want to…to…uhm….” He gestured to their lips.

“Kiss again?” Pinky blurted out. “You mean it?”

Brain nodded, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

The lanky mouse giggled fervently. “You don’t have to ask, silly! Narf! We’re happier-than-happy boyfriends! You don’t ever have to ask!”

Brain was thankful that Pinky was so considerate of him. “You’re not messing with me, right? I’d hate to make you feel uncomfortable in this relationship.”

“Nope! I love kissing you, Brain! It makes me feel gooshy and tingly. Like I can do anything! I want to kiss you every minute of every day!”

He was going to explode. His ears pinned back as a starstruck buzz worked its way through him. Brain wanted to faint, sob, and scream all at the same time. “Pinky, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I would have to concur with your statement. Kissing you is…an otherworldly experience. And I wish to do it often as well.”

And with that sentiment, their lips met again. Pinky’s paws worked their way up to Brain’s cheeks, which lifted at the touch. Brain held Pinky stringently by the waist, pushing their bodies closer. Pinky hummed contently as Brain deepened the kiss, their lips pressing together more. Brain blushed exponentially at Pinky’s noises, his heart hammering against his chest quite audibly. It was utter bliss. He wanted to hold Pinky and never let go. He loved him. Way more than he could admit.

It was only when Brain pulled away that he realized how tired he was. All this kissing had really drained his energy. Sleep was lingering on his mind, though he wasn’t near the sponge bed.

Pinky was laughing profusely, his charming smile making Brain feel remarkably lucky that he was all his. The pink-eyed mouse sighed, choosing to rest his head on Pinky’s lap, snuggling into the blanket. He took a deep breath, inhaling Pinky’s scent; he smelled like vanilla. And warmth. He began stroking the fur on his partner’s leg as his eyelids grew heavy. He didn’t even worry that his actions might be perceived as odd.

Pinky’s breath hitched as he felt Brain’s gentle touch, a tingly sensation engulfing his body. He began petting Brain’s big chubby head; he was amazed at how fluffy it was.

“Pinky,” Brain sleepily droned, pressing a tender kiss to his companion’s thigh. “Promise me that you’ll stay with me until the end. I care about you more than you’ll ever realize.”

Pinky looked like he was on an adrenaline rush. “Oh, Brain! I love you too. I love you so much!”

The shorter mouse allowed himself to smile, closing his eyes as he felt completely surrounded by his lover. Perfect. His life was perfect. His partner boyfriend was perfect. He couldn’t ask for anything else.

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Pinky was enamored. Completely and totally transfixed by the mouse he now called boyfriend. He was beautiful. His soft nose, blushy cheeks, and chubby head were so cute. His pink eyes that looked like the most colorful flowers, his crooked tail that was fun to touch. Brain filled his every waking thought with a magical love sensation that left him breathless. And as Brain was lying down in his lap, his tiny breaths ruffling the fur on his leg, Pinky couldn’t help but love him more.

But as much as he regretted looking away from his sweeter-than-sweet lover, Pinky wanted to finish watching the movie. He snuck in a quick loving glance at Brain’s precious scrunched up face, before diverting his gaze fully.

He directed his attention back to the T.V, the beautiful couple drawing him in with all their lovey-dovey goodness. They were holding hands now! And strolling with ice cream! In the cold! It was so romantic! He could basically imagine him and Brian doing that. Like a date! It would be so amazing!

“Brain, do you ever, maybe want to go to the park and get some ice cream? Poit! Just like in the movie! We can get your favorite flavors and stroll and kiss again under the trees and…”

He stopped in his tracks when he heard Brain’s quiet snoring, meaning he was sound asleep. He was making those funny whistling sounds through his nose, the ones Pinky absolutely adored. Brain was still even holding onto a little chunk of his fur, clinging to it like he couldn’t let go. Pinky happily smiled, his heart going all pittery-pattery.

“Sleep well, love,” Pinky whispered quietly to Brain, planting a tiny peck on his little nose. Brain grunted and shifted a little before he rested both his paws on Pinky again, causing the blue-eyed mouse to coo at Brain’s adorableness.

Pinky faced the T.V again; there was still a good 45 minutes left in the film! He was anticipating the rest of the movie, especially the drama and kissing! Before he could fully get invested though, he rested a hand on Brain’s head, petting it once more. Pinky saw Brain’s face soften out, a small smile present and a light pink dusting his cheeks. Pinky purred in glee. Brain was so cute when he was sleeping!

Sure, the movie was wonderful, but it was only half as wonderful as his Brain.

And that was something Pinky was certain of.

#pinky and the brain #animaniacs #brinky #patb #sorry this took so long! I came up with a concept and it just escalated from there!#this is over 4000 words what have i done?#first time posting my writing in 6 months! yay!!#i hope that this is good enough! im really proud of this #fic request #fanfiction #animaniacs fanfiction

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