Toons-Scout X Reader

Toons
Scout X Reader




   Mornings for most people would start out with lazy yawns, back stretching, getting the coffee started, ect. But here at 2Fort, it starts out differently. Soldier yells down the hallway “Every maggot better be up in five or it’s hell to pay!” and there is this slow scramble to get up and make the beds before shuffling into the main hall for breakfast that we all share a part in making.

  But on weekends, which are special sleep-in days, two particular team members initiate a long held tradition: Watching Cartoons. Don’t get me wrong. Both me and Scout get enough TV in each day when fights and training are over with. But those certain special shows come on only on two days, and to view them in their glory, one has to be awake and ready at a moments notice.





“______!” I heard Scout’s voice float in under the door, waking me from my beloved dream world of yaoi. Turning over, I pulled my covers over my head, not even wanting to see the rays of dawn come in through the curtains.

“Go away Scout. I’m not getting up today.”

  Well what do you know? That did little to stop the young fellow from barging in, swagger in his step like usual. How dare he impede on my nose-bleed worthy visions!

“Come on _______. You can’t seriously be thinking about sleeping in right?” I faked a snore to try and get him off my case, snuggling my pillow that had a little bit of drool cooling against my cheek.

“Ugh!!” Being mellow-dramatic like always, Scout spread out his arms and fell directly on me, just laying there….annoyingly.

“Scoooouuuttttttt.” I heaved, squirming like a wriggler under him to escape. “I took the night shift for the past three days. I need my beauty sleep, or else I’ll start looking like one of you guys.”

“_____, you are beautiful enough. And beside, if you started looking like one of the others, or even me, wouldn’t you just start doing your yaoi ships of us anyways?”

  I blushed in my elbow, trying not to giggle. Why did I trust him with everything that swarmed the dark side of my mind? And did he just call me beautiful?? That’s what I get for having a BFF on this base.

“Scout, I think you need to see Medic for your eyesight, and yes I would. Probably, but I wouldn’t have all the goodies to make it official yaoi status.”

  He laughed, wrapping his arms around my covered waist and trying to blow in my ear, which I had left unprotected to hear his words better. Squeaking when hot air did go into one, I found he had me pinned, unable to move anything at all. I felt that heart stopping drop in my stomach, with a scarlet mark across my cheeks. It wasn’t like I didn’t trust him when he played around, my mind just jumped to conclusions and made me have feelings I wished I didn’t.

“Look, if not all of them, then maybe a few? There’s that Grim Adventures episode you like coming on and Adventure Time later. Oh and there is a marathon of the best My Little Pony episodes and you know I need my Pegasister there to enjoy them.” He looked me in the eyes, goofy grin and all. “Please ______?”

   Sighing, I said yes, only because he was indeed my Bronybrother, and I did appreciate the lung squishing hug he gave me afterward. Hopping out of my room, I was left to pull my blanket over my head and trudge down the hallway to the living area, getting a spot on the floor before the flat screen as commercials flashed.

   Scout came into the room slowly, passing me a nice mug of coffee with plenty of cream and sugar, the way I liked it as he sat down beside, slightly stealing my blanket to wrap up in.

“Thank you Scout.” I hugged his arm gently.

“No, thank you.” He smiled earnestly. “I miss watching this with my brothers and….it’s nice to have someone who can enjoy these with me. Even if they are sleepyheads” The noogie to the head did little to wake me further, but it was appreciated.

“I know that feeling.” I said, swatting his hand away. We were both very close, from this special connection when we first rode the train to the base. It was even better that we were young and shared the same ideas with each other on things. He was someone I could count on and trust with every being of my life with.


   After a few episodes of random favorites, I noticed that the coffee wasn’t helping and I could feel my eyelids flutter. The sound of the TV was just a droning record in my ears, my eyelids heavy like rocks. I almost leaned onto Scout too much, but I decided it might be best to crawl back into bed.

  Not saying a word, I stood up, only to forget that my blanket was wrapped around Scout. I fell head first into him, our heads colliding painfully. I yelped, clutching my bruise as he flailed his legs in agony.

“Owowowowowwwwww!!”

“Ouch!! S-sorry Scout!”

 He looked up, one eye closed and the other wide with worry. Leaning up, he clutched my wrist, inspecting my head gently.

“Are you okay ______? Does it hurt that much?”

“No, I’m alright. Just a little pain.”

   Smoothing my hair with his hand, he looked into my face carefully, a slight smile forming. I hadn’t even thought about our bodies being pressed together, wrapped up in my blanket. I tilted my head, watching his get closer and closer.

“____-”

“Good Morning little ones!!”

  We both fell back from each other, hearts racing as Heavy came in, rubbing his eyes and chuckling slightly. He looked at us both before noticing a certain butter colored Pegasus appear on the screen.

“Flutter pony is on? She is the best one.” Both me and Scout laughed as he stood mesmerized by her image, lost in the world of Ponies.

“I think he should be the one watching this, not us.” I whispered, the two of us scooting to the couch. We sat there, Scout’s arm around my shoulder as I snuggled his chest. Yeah for some people, like the stuffy adults with no sense of humor, sleeping in on weekends has more appeal. But for us, the ones who can smile during any devastation, and who have those they hold dear to their heart beside them, childhood fantasies are more reality then ever.

“Love you till the end _____.” Scout whispered, pecking my cheek. I giggled quietly, trying to tickle his stomach.

“Love you too Scout.”