New Year's Fluff Fic (That I can't think of a proper name for so....)

[thezombineer]

 I wrote this at 2:30am on Christmas. Curse you sudden inspiration for depriving me of sleep!

Enjoy.

It had been a few years since they'd met through the Salad; years that were bittersweet. Bitter because they couldn't be in the same place as each other, yet sweet because they knew the other was out there and cared for them, and that one day they could be together.

The day had come. Both halves of Zombicutta were in the same room. It was at a Salad meetup on New Years Eve. Everything was chaotic. Clash was over in a corner introverting (as Shawn would have just a couple years previously), Ratta was off talking to Goose, Alice and Scott were arguing about God knows what (most likely season 18 of TWS). All around them, people from Salad Proper and SaladLove were partying.

Shawn and Cooki didn't pay them any mind. There was something far more important in front of them.

"Hiya Psyderp," Cooki said. She blushed a bit. She was finally talking to him in person. She was wearing a long blue flowy dress, and had a little Sandshrew pin on her shoulder

"Hiya," replied Shawn. "Long time no see, Sanderp." He said in a joking voice. As well as he may have had it hidden, he was quite nervous. This was a new experience for him, getting to talk to her in person. Shawn was wearing a grey three piece suit with a tie that looked like a Psyduck's bill.

"Yeah," she said in the same joking voice. "Long time no see."

Shawn glanced over at the dance floor, which spAz had only just stopped dominating with her spaziness. "Shall we dance?" He said, smiling and holding out an arm.

Cooki smiled and took his arm. "Sure!" They walked off towards the dance floor together.

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A couple hours later, the party was still going. Scott and Alice had taken to arguing about something different somewhere along the way. Shawn and Cooki had stopped dancing a while back. They had produced laptops from somewhere (probably whatever vehicles they had driven here) and were now playing Pokémon Showdown.

Ratta climbed up on the stage where there would’ve been a band if they thought to hire one. They hadn't hired one, so the stage was occupied only by a laptop and large speakers. "Alright guys, one minute til midnight!" He called. "Does everyone have their drinks? Good!" Everyone in the room stood from where they were sitting, their activities and conversations temporarily forgotten. Ratta counted down, and at ten the rest of the room jumped in. "Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven!" Seven, who was in a corner ignoring a lot of things while he tried to work, looked up and realized what was going on. "Six! Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Happy New Year!"

The whole room burst into cheers and toasts and resolutions. Shawn and Cooki remained quiet for the most part. Instead they just looked into each other's eyes. Well, until Cooki grabbed Shawn by the tie and pulled him into a kiss. They remained like that just long enough to draw attention from, well, most everyone. She eventually pulled back from the kiss, and leaned into him, pulling him into a hug. "I love you, Psyderp." She said softly. "Happy New Year."

"I love you too, Sanderp. Happy New Year." He replied with a smile. Through all the chaos and drama the last few years had brought, she'd always been there. The one stable point in his life. He'd waited all this time to say those words to her face.

And now he had, and it was the best moment of his life to date.