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He didn't know why he was acting like this. Ever since he started working at Von Clutch's Motorworld as the mascot years back, he always felt so odd about his boss. Maybe hate? The embodiment of what he's reduced to after years of law school and working up whatever he had, only to be reduced to a mascot? It couldn't be.. It was a mixed feeling, it was mostly hate. He wasn't getting paid enough for the bullshit he faced by idiotic kids or his cruddy co-workers who acted like he was a black sheep. Pasadena was okay though, she didn't really talk much to him, and when she did, She was at least decent, Von Clutch however.. It just felt plain weird.
Willie sat at a bench, grumpy per usual on his break. He didn't really have anything to do on his short break besides to peoplewatch parkgoers and employees alike, or maybe serve himself some wumpa whip. But the concept of serving yourself something that comes out of your body is just grody to him. But hey, it's a last resort.
He just sat and glared at his surroundings, taking note of the now boring park due to the run through routine he does on his shift, nothing felt new anymore, it was the same crap every day. His Wumpa-pump nose getting tugged on by stupid kids, listening to his boss yell, being alienated from his fellow co-workers and best of all, regretting his life decisions that led him here. But something was different today.
As he people-watched, he noticed his boss, Von Clutch helping a park-goer with a game. A different side to Von Clutch he never saw, him being so tender and kind to someone. Willie couldn't help but catch himself getting hypnotized by that rare gem of a demeanor being shown by his boss, something about that attitude. And his..expression, that beautiful green eye. It was like there was an angel standing right at a distance from Willie. He was a chicken freezing up and accepting its death. He has never felt this way before, so why is he feeling it now?! He feels those butterflies within his stomach, that fluttering feeling. It kept getting worse within each second he kept staring at Von Clutch and his dreamy face.. And his—
"Willie? What are you staring at, hm?"
Oh.
Seems like Von Clutch had noticed Willie oogling him. But completely unaware of the thoughts and feelings warring in his employees' brain. He was always the oblivious and blunt type. A person's worst nightmare if they even had a crush on ol' Ebenezer. And it seems that Willie had the short end of the stick.
"..Uh. Nothing, sorry. I gotta go back to work—" Willie stammered out, before booking it back to the front of the Midway in his spot and doing his job of greeting park-goers.
...God, How is he ever gonna deal with this?
Chapter 2: Chapter one (
Summary:
Chinese Translation of the Prologue for my best frienddd :3 hi bestie
Notes:
This will be a frequent thing, so expect to read broken chinese! Because i am unfortunately using google translate because i don't know how to actually translate chinese😖 sorry
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他不知道自己为什么会这样。自从几年前在冯·克拉奇的汽车世界当吉祥物以来，他总觉得老板有点怪。也许是恨？他觉得自己在法学院读了好几年，拼尽全力，最后却沦落到只剩一个吉祥物？不可能……这是一种复杂的感觉，大部分是恨。他得到的报酬远远不及那些愚蠢的孩子和那些把他当成害群之马的粗鲁同事的胡扯。帕萨迪纳还好，她不怎么跟他说话，就算说了，至少也还算体面，唯独冯·克拉奇……感觉就是怪怪的。
威利坐在长椅上，休息时一如既往地闷闷不乐。在这短暂的休息时间里，他除了观察公园里的行人和员工，或者给自己弄点wumpa whip（一种水果酱）之外，真的没什么事可做。但对他来说，给自己吃自己身体里的东西简直太恶心了。不过，嘿，这毕竟是不得已的选择。
他只是坐着，怒视着周围的环境，注意到这个公园因为轮班例行公事而变得无聊透顶，感觉不到任何新鲜感，每天都是同样的破事。他那像温帕泵一样的鼻子被蠢孩子拉扯，听着老板的吼叫，被同事们疏远，最重要的是，他后悔当初的人生决定，最终走到了今天。但今天有些不同。
当他观察人群时，他注意到他的老板冯·克拉奇正在帮助一位公园游客玩游戏。冯·克拉奇的另一面是他从未见过的，他对人如此温柔和善。威利不禁被老板那罕见的风度所吸引，那种态度，还有他的……表情，那双美丽的绿眼睛。仿佛一位天使就站在威利的身旁。他就像一只僵住的小鸡，接受着死亡的现实。他从未有过这种感觉，为什么现在会有这种感觉？！他感到胃里翻江倒海，那种悸动的感觉。他盯着冯·克拉奇和他那张梦幻般的脸，这种感觉每秒钟都在加剧……还有他的——
“威利？你在看什么，嗯？”
哦。
看来冯·克拉奇注意到了威利在盯着他看。但他完全没有意识到员工们脑子里正在交织的想法和感受。他总是那种浑然不觉又直率的人。就算是对老埃比尼泽有好感的人，他也会是他们最可怕的噩梦。看来威利这次运气不好。
“……呃。没什么，抱歉。我得回去工作了——”威利结结巴巴地说，然后回到中途岛酒店门口，继续他的工作，迎接公园里的游客。
……天哪，他到底要怎么处理这件事？
Chapter 3: Chapter 2: A unforseen text
Summary:
Willie's wallowing is suddenly interrupted with something much more important
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After his shift and getting home, Willie sat on the couch of his apartment, lucky enough to even get one with how his Boss paid him. his mind filled with Von Clutch, everything he said, he did today.. But there was no way Von Clutch could love someone like him! He was a creepy Wumpa fruit mutant nobody liked. Not even his own coworkers liked him, or those stupid chicken news reporters he thought were total asses. So how could he ever be loved?
He stared down at the floor, brooding into his own sadness. He just cried to himself, wallowing in his own doubt that he could ever find someone to love. Until he got a text from his flipphone. He momentarily paused his mini depressive episode to open it up and look at the text received. It was from Von Clutch.
"H allo Williedo you want to go and eat later? Pasadena is out with hdr frien ds We can gt strudels call von clutch now"
God, his boss was bad at typing on a flipphone. But he couldn't help but just love that about Von Clutch, how he couldn't type well on a flipphone, it was cute to Willie. He started texting back a response to Von Clutch's garbled text.
"Hello, Mr. Clutch. I'd love to go out and eat with you, what time and place?" He sent the text and waited for a response back.
"Motorworld at 7 pm" at his park??? What??? Well, at least its better than spending his night alone. He checked the time..
ACK! IT'S 6:50! HE'S GOT TEN MINUTES TO GET THERE AND THE PARK IS 15 MINUTES AWAY FUCK FUCK FUCK
"AH- DARN IT!-" Willie yelled out to himself, He grabbed his flipphone, keys, colonge and rushed to comb his leaf/hair thing ontop of his Wumpa Fruit head...body? And bolted out the door soon as he was done.
Chapter 4: 2: 意想不到的文本 (Chinese Translation)
Summary:
Chinese Translation of Chapter 2!
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下班回家后，威利坐在公寓的沙发上，老板的薪水让他如此之高，他竟然能得到一杯咖啡，真是幸运。他的脑海里全是冯·克拉奇，他今天说的每一句话，做的每一件事……但冯·克拉奇绝对不可能爱上像他这样的人！他是个令人毛骨悚然的温帕水果变种，没人喜欢。就连他的同事也不喜欢他，那些在他看来完全是混蛋的愚蠢的鸡新闻记者也不喜欢他。所以，他怎么可能被爱呢？
他低头盯着地板，沉浸在自己的悲伤中。他只是自言自语，沉浸在怀疑自己是否能找到真爱的怀疑中。直到他收到翻盖手机发来的一条短信。他暂时放下了短暂的抑郁，打开手机，看了看收到的短信。是冯·克拉奇发来的。
“你好，威利多，你想晚点去吃饭吗？帕萨迪纳和朋友们出去了。我们现在可以吃点酥皮卷，给冯·克拉奇打电话。”
天哪，他的老板在翻盖手机上打字真糟糕。但他就是忍不住喜欢冯·克拉奇这一点，他翻盖手机打字不好，这在威利看来很可爱。他开始回复冯·克拉奇乱码的短信。
“你好，克拉奇先生。我想和你一起出去吃饭，什么时间，什么地点？”他发了短信，等着回复。
“晚上7点的‘汽车世界’”在他的公园？？？什么？？好吧，至少这比独自度过这一晚要好。他看了看时间……
啊！6点50分！他还有10分钟就到，而公园离这儿还有15分钟的路程，操操操。“啊——该死！”威利自言自语地大喊，他抓起翻盖手机、钥匙和香烟，冲上去把那堆树叶/头发梳到他那颗Wumpa Fruit脑袋上……身体？梳完之后就冲出了门。
Chapter 5: Hard Cider
Summary:
Crazy shit happens
Notes:
Sorry for the weird period of time in which i didn't update😞 life's getting me.
Anyways, This is the first time Ive written drunk people so please don't get on my ass!
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Von Clutch waited at the entrance to the park, sitting on a curb. He had cooked up a nice plate of strudels for Willie once he had arrived. It was 7:05 and he had yet to arrive, Von Clutch was starting to wonder if he just got stood up, but decided to wait a little more. He saw Willie's car pull up in the parking lot and him rushing out of it.
"HI- SORRY I WAS LATE-" Willie rushed our between pants, it's easy to get exhausted from running when you're a giant wumpa fruit, even in short distances.
"Oh, Willie! Mein jolly-packed mascot!!! You're here! I was starting to think you got beat up or something while you were on your way, heheh!" Von clutch didn't seem mad like Willie thought he'd be. After all, this is the same guy who yells at his employees if one thing goes wrong. Or pretty much neglected safety guidelines for them. I mean, if you took a good gander around the park you'd see an safety violation just upon entering!
"What? Oh- no, my Apartment is just a bit far away." Willie explained, hoping that he'd take that as a valid reason.
"Oh it's fine mein darling, come. I got us strudels und cider!"
Over like maybe a good amount of hard ciders later, Willie was always a lightweight, Von Clutch wasn't. But he was slowly starting to get a bit tipsy.
Willie didn't know really whats going on. But he just felt more into the man next to him than he ever did earlier. And felt some euphoria he hasn't felt since god knows when.
Meanwhile with Von Clutch, he was just yakking about his past experiences of racing, having quite a ball as his speech slurred. He was currently giggling about some racing fail, unaware of the wumpa fruit next to him glaring, unaware of his feelings.
"Hoo- Hooh! You should've saw how that kart went BOOM! It was sehr HILARIOUS!!!! hahahaha!-" He yakked, clearly enjoying his memories. He took another swig of his hard cider, before turning to Willie. "I'm surprised you haven't tried racing, Willie. You'd be a natural."
Something in Willie's mind just snapped at that. The way his boss said that. The way he's giggling and enjoying himself around Willie. Something just went off in his brain, his impulses setting off due to the hard cider.
"I want you, Mr. Clutch." The fruit blurted out, his face flushed as he confessed. "I don't know why I feel this way about you. I never felt this way about anyone else. Nobody else will do-"
Von Clutch just stared, his smile falling as he listened to what Willie just sputtered out.
"Willie..??-"
"I know you probably hate..me or somethin' but you don't know...how much I need you." Willie slurred out, before breaking down into tears.
"I'm sorreeyyyy..."
Von Clutch remained silent, before setting down his cup of hard cider, getting up and walking to Willie.
"Huh..?-" Willie looked up before-
....
....
....!!!!
Von Clutch had grabbed Willie's wumpa-pump nose. Pushed it up, and kissed him. It felt like it lasted for a lifetime before he finally pulled away.
They stared eachother for a good minute before kissing again, but amping up the steamy-ness of the kiss. Now using tounge.
Through their grunts, moans and exchanging saliva, the scene was quite crazy to see. Here, a Amusement park owner, making out with his employee, while being on his lap. Okay. Okay man.
It gotten so intense to the point they both fell off the chair, it just felt right. The vibes in the room were electric as they both savored eachother's tounges, before Von Clutch got up Exchanged a knowing glance with Willie..
"Is this the part where we...?" Willie asked, looking up at the much shorter man standing above him.
"Ja, you up to it?"
"...Yeah."
..and then grabbed Willie and dragged him to his room next to his office, disguised as a "owner only" room. This was possibly the best day of Willie's life.
Chapter 6: Chinese translation of Hard Cider
Summary:
💚
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冯·克拉奇坐在路边，在公园入口处等着。威利一到，他就给他做了一盘美味的酥皮卷。7点05分了，他还没到。冯·克拉奇开始怀疑自己是不是被放鸽子了，但还是决定再等一会儿。他看到威利的车停在停车场，然后他从车里冲了出来。
“嗨——抱歉，我迟到了——”威利慌忙从裤裆里出来，像个大块头一样，跑起来很容易累，即使是短距离也一样。
“哦，威利！我那快乐的吉祥物！！！你来了！我还以为你在路上被打了什么的呢，嘿嘿！”冯·克拉奇看起来并不像威利想象的那样生气。毕竟，这家伙一出事儿就对员工大喊大叫。或者说，他们完全忽视了安全准则。我是说，如果你仔细看看公园，一进门就能发现安全违规！
“什么？哦——不，我的公寓离这儿有点远。”威利解释道，希望他会觉得这是个正当理由。
“哦，没事的，亲爱的，来吧。我去买点酥皮卷和苹果酒！”喝了好多苹果酒之后，威利总是酒量不大，冯·克拉奇则不然。但他慢慢地开始有点醉意了。
威利也不知道到底是怎么回事。但他就是比以前更沉迷于身边的这个男人。并且感到了一种不知何时以来从未有过的欣快感。
与此同时，他正和冯·克拉奇喋喋不休地聊着过去的赛车经历，玩得不亦乐乎，说话含糊不清。他现在正咯咯地笑着谈论着某个赛车失败，丝毫没有注意到旁边的万帕水果正怒目而视，丝毫没有察觉到他的感受。
“呼呼！你应该看看那辆卡丁车是怎么轰隆隆地开过去的！真是太搞笑了！！！哈哈哈哈！”他喋喋不休地说着，显然很享受回忆。他又喝了一口苹果酒，然后转向威利。 “真没想到你没试过赛车，威利。你这人天生就该如此。”
威利的脑子里突然闪过一个念头。他老板说话的样子，以及他和威利在一起咯咯笑、玩得不亦乐乎的样子。他的脑子里突然有什么东西跳了起来，他的冲动被烈性苹果酒激发了。
“我想要你，克拉奇先生。”水果脱口而出，脸涨得通红，他坦白道。“我不知道为什么我会对你有这种感觉。我从来没有对别人有这种感觉。别人也不会……”
冯·克拉奇只是盯着威利，听着他断断续续地说完的话，他的笑容消失了。
“威利……？？——”
“我知道你可能恨……我什么的，但你不知道……我有多需要你。”威利含糊不清地说，然后泪流满面。
“我很抱歉……”
冯·克拉奇沉默不语，放下手中的苹果酒，起身走向威利。
“啊……？——”威利抬起头，然后——
……
……
……！！！！
冯·克拉奇抓住威利那双圆润的鼻子。把它往上推，吻了他。感觉就像持续了一辈子，他才终于抽身离开。
他们互相凝视了足足一分钟，然后再次接吻，但这次吻的激情更加炽热。现在他们用的是舌头。
透过他们的咕哝、呻吟和唾液交换，这一幕看起来相当疯狂。瞧，一个游乐园老板正和他手下的员工亲热，员工还趴在他腿上。好吧，好吧，伙计。
两人的激情达到了高潮，都从椅子上摔了下来，感觉真是太棒了。房间里的气氛热烈极了，两人尽情享受着彼此的舌尖，然后冯·克拉奇站了起来，和威利交换了一个心照不宣的眼神……
“这是我们……的环节吗？”威利抬头看着站在他上方矮得多的男人问道。
“是啊，你准备好了吗？”
“……准备好了。”
……然后他一把抓住威利，把他拖到办公室隔壁的房间，伪装成一个“老板专用”的房间。这可能是威利一生中最美好的一天。
Chapter 7: The night after
Summary:
The night after the shagging 🤫
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He had quite the throbbing headache when he woke up, not as much as how his heart throbbed from last night. It really was surreal that he shagged his own boss, and a guy no less. He didn't really expect Von Clutch to be a bottom, but oh well.
Willie sat up from the bed, rubbing his eyes, letting out a groggy yawn before looking around Von Clutch's room, it had a LOT of racing and Crash Bandicoot memorabilia, jesus, how did he even get any of that?! He turned to notice Von Clutch still sleeping, and clinging onto Willie's arm a little. He just stared, still reeling from the events that happened.
After a couple of minutes, Ol' Clutch finally awoken from his deep slumber. He seemed way too casual for what happened. He just stretched, sat up and looked up to Willie.
"Guten Morgen, Willie." He greeted, seemingly unphased that he was sleeping with his employee.
"Uh.. Good morning too, Mr. Clutch-" Willie replied, he had a burning question. Did this mean him and Von Clutch were together? I mean.. What kind of guys would just do that and not date after or before? It took him a bit to finally ask the question, Von Clutch was already in his bathroom, washing his face.
"Hm? Oh. I mean, sure if thats what you want." the short green man answered, he didn't really care. He was too groggy to care that he was committing to something way more than a one-night-stand.
It just felt so unreal, Willie couldn't believe it. He actually finally got something he wanted in life. Nothing ever good happened to him, so this was definitely a first.
"W..Wait. Really? Like.. We're together now? Just like that?" Willie asked for reassurance, to make sure that he wasn't getting his leg pulled.
"Ja, we are. You just gotta sign some non disclosure documents though, teehee.." Von Clutch joked. It was so cute when he giggled, and Willie could finally embrace that. So the first action he does, is walk up to the shorter man and give him a big fat smooch on the lips,
The kiss felt like it went on too long. But who cares! He didn't even have work today. He was genuinely seeing a good future ahead of him. This could work out maybe. Most likely. Willie was definitely hopeful for this relationship.
Chapter 8: 之后的夜晚（中文翻译版)
Summary:
😛
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他醒来时头痛欲裂，但比不上昨晚心脏的剧烈跳动。和自己的老板上床，而且还是同一个男人，这感觉真是太不真实了。他没想到对方会是受，不过也罢。
威利从床上坐起来，揉了揉眼睛，昏昏沉沉地打了个哈欠，环顾着冯·克拉奇的房间，里面摆满了赛车和古惑狼的纪念品，我的天哪，他怎么会弄到这些东西？！他转过身，发现冯·克拉奇还在睡觉，轻轻地搂着威利的胳膊。他只是盯着看，仍然对发生的事情感到头晕目眩。
几分钟后，老克拉奇终于从沉睡中醒来。他似乎对发生的事情漠不关心。他伸了个懒腰，坐起来，抬头看着威利。
“早上好，威利。”他向员工打了招呼，似乎并不担心自己和员工睡在一起。
“呃……早上好，克拉奇先生——”威利回答道，他心里有个迫切的问题。这是否意味着他和冯·克拉奇在一起了？我是说……什么样的男人会那样做，前后都不约会？他花了好一会儿才终于问出这个问题，冯·克拉奇已经在浴室里洗脸了。
“嗯？哦。我的意思是，当然可以，如果你真的想要的话。”矮个子绿衣男子回答道，他其实并不在意。他太昏昏沉沉了，根本不在乎自己要开始一段远超一夜情的感情。
这感觉太不真实了，威利简直不敢相信。他终于得到了他想要的东西。他一生中从未遇到过好事，所以这绝对是第一次。
“等……等等。真的吗？就像……我们现在在一起了？就这样？”威利试图确认，以确保自己没有被人嘲笑。
“是啊，我们就是。不过你得签些保密协议，嘻嘻……”冯·克拉奇开玩笑说。他咯咯笑的时候真是太可爱了，威利终于可以接受这一点了。于是他做的第一个动作，就是走到矮个子男人面前，在他唇上深深地吻了一下。
这个吻感觉持续的时间太长了。不过管他呢！他今天甚至都没工作。他真心看到了美好的未来。这段感情或许会成功。很有可能。威利对这段感情绝对充满希望。