I'm sure we all know by now ((if you've read any of my other stories)) that I am quite the eccentric person. This story is actually one of those split second thoughts of mine that came to me while I was watching The Amanda Show's "Mr. Pajamas" sketch. Anyway... I hope it doesn't freak anyone out. :D
It's just a one-shot, and by the way... I do NOT own The Amanda Show in any form or fashion. If I did, well I would be quite well off. Anyways, I hope you enjoy~!
Amanda had just finished the Hillbilly sketch, and Drake had probably gotten hit in the head a million times.
"Well, that's all for today!" Amanda said to the audience, "So anyone have any questions?" Several people raised their hands, and Amanda quickly picked a random girl with brunette hair.
"You," Amanda pointed at her. The brunette smiled.
"Could you kiss Drake?" the girl asked. Amanda's face turned bright red.
"Wha- What?" Amanda gasped, seeming a bit flustered.
"You heard her!" a guy within the audience shouted. Amanda looked at everyone nervously. They were all watching her expectantly.
"Well… umm… Drake?" Amanda called to the backstage cast. He walked in, completely oblivious to what Amanda was about to do.
"Hey Amanda. What's up?" he asked. She blushed slightly before giving him a quick kiss on the lips. Then she ran right off the stage.
"That's all we have today, bye!" a random cast member called then dragged Drake offstage. He still seemed to be off in the clouds somewhere.
Amanda sat in her dressing room with her knees drawn up to her chest. She probably just ruined their friendship. Drake finally came back to his senses and ran to Amanda's dressing room.
"Amanda?" he called, knocking on the door.
"Go away!" she sniffled unhappily.
"No. I won't!" he replied. He heard some grumbling as well as some banging coming from within the dressing room. Then Amanda finally opened the door. She looked at him with red eyes. There was no denying that she'd been crying. Drake stared at her, wishing she didn't look so sad.
"I'm so sorry, Drake," she whispered, wiping her face with her hands. Drake stared at her, trying to come up with some words.
"For what?" he asked stupidly. He mentally face-palmed himself for that.
"F-For kissing y-you," she stuttered, her usual confidence out the window. Drake shook his head slightly, regaining his head. He grabbed Amanda's shoulders and pulled her toward him. He kissed her passionately. Amanda felt herself freeze. She was stunned. This was what she had least expected his reaction to be… and yet she liked it. She began to kiss him back as his arms slid around her waist. Amanda could feel her own heart beating at a million miles per second. How had this come out of one audience member's simple request?
And, that is all I have for you now folks~! This is all you're getting on this story too... Please read some of my other ones... and REVIEW!
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