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This is it, my first and hopefully not last straight fanfic. This time, it'll be Petunia and Handy. I had a lot of fun with this fic because of how I'm a big fan of this pairing. Just wish there were more episodes between these two, oh well. If you're wondering why I took so long this time, its because I was lazy. Yes, I suffer from this a lot specially from playing monster hunter generations. Anyway, read and review whatever you thought of this and tell me what you think. And yes, this is canon to my chapter 6 of htf oneshots.

Petunia x Handy

Handy had been trying to think of ways to approach his former girlfriend. She never interacted with him again after dying together one after she lost her hands. Had she lost interest in him? Was it because he was the only one that she can relate to losing her hands with? Did he do something wrong? He tried to confront her about this but he never did go through with it.

Each time he had taken back his promise to talk to her again. One time he had seen her in a lemonade stand with Giggles but stopped himself. What reason would he have to apporach her? Buy a lemonade? He has no hands to drink in the first place, he might just embarass her in front of Giggles. Handy and Petunia? They'd probably laugh at her for dating the butt of the hand jokes, um... hand of the jokes?

Another time was when she called in Lumpy instead of him to fix her water problem even though he was ready to help her? Was Lumpy really that much better than him? Well he went to college so why bother with Handy. Maybe she was avoiding him and she never liked him anymore? All these questions lingered in his mind as he daydreamed in the carnival.

As luck would have it, Petunia and her friends were approaching the very ferris wheel that Handy was in charge of. Handy listened to the conversations of the group of friends. He did not seem to mind the exchange of talking until he heard Petunia say "Yeah yeah it's not like we're getting married or anything" he perked up his semi-aquatic rodent ears as he heard those words from her. He looked at the two tree friends, Cuddles and Petunia as they both got on the ferris wheel.

He can't help but feel a little jealous as he looked at the self-implied couple sitting on their seats as they reached near the top, keeping an eye on their ride. Is this the reason? Had she found a better boyfriend in Cuddles than him. Its true that he was almost easily replacable since he was the most incapable of taking care of himself.

He realized that maybe, just maybe those feelings between him and Handy were just something that Petunia felt in the moment she lost her hands and found consolation with him. Now that she found someone like Cuddles, she must really be glad she found someone cooler. Cuddles is in fact someone who would be cooler than him, he plays the guitar, knows how to use a skateboard and has hands. Something he'll never have and now he has his girlfriend too, well, ex-girlfriend that is.

These thoughts kept circling in his mind as the two seemed to be deep in conversation with each other. "I wonder what they're talking about" he wondered, were they talking about him as he looked up on the two. He saw Cuddles crying a bit and then Petunia reaching out to him and hugging him to comfort the lapine tree friend. Had Petunia confessed to his relationship with Handy? It broke his heart to see her hugging someone other than him. What was this he was painful feeling in his chest? Was this... jealousy?

When it was Petunia and Cuddles' turn to get out of the ferris wheel, the former seemed to have been pulled back into the ferris wheel by the latter. To Handy, the two seemed to have been having an intimate and brief moment between themselves. Handy seemed to struggle as tears started forming in his eyes and a hard to swallow lump began to form in his throat. He thought for once he was needed and loved when he had her, but all those feelings quickly disappeared when he saw this, he really was going to die alone. He hid in the ticket booth and kept his head down as he wept.

When he heard the group finally leave, he asked Lumpy if he could leave early, which his current boss believed and had one of the raccoon twins replace him. He walked back to his house, he never trusted using cars as a means of transportation due to how many times he had never been able to save himself using those. He walked for nearly an hour when he reached his house, normally he would call upon Pop or Shifty and Lifty to give him a ride but he asked to leave early so it would be unusual to ask help from them. Plus, the twins just vouched to replace him so its too much to ask them for a ride.

His door knob was easily accessible with his stumps letting him open it with ease. He layed in his bed, sulking in his sadness. Was he really that repleacable? For once, he had thought he had real value, that things would change for him when he had met Petunia. And if not, he was glad just to have her by his side. But none of that lasted even a day. What was the point of living when nothing in your life was going to become better?

Maybe he should just end it all here. He thought to himself as he propped himself up using his legs as he tried to reach for the ropes in his storage room... until he realized he had no hands which made him huff in anger. Damn his existence, why did he have to be born with no hands, whatever, he wouldn't be able to reach the ceiling anyway to make a noose.

He seethed in anger and sadness as he became even more depressed. How can he kill himself without hands? Would even killing himself make him forget about this day? No, of course not. He remembers all of his deaths and its his damn nubs that always gets him killed. Anything would be better than enduring this feeling, even if its just for a few hours of bliss in death.

He looked toward the other rooms, he wanted to make sure is his death would be something he can do, but also something he can never save himself from once he went through with it. He had done it once before but he always managed to save himself. He then looked at his bathroom's bathtub. Yes, that's perfect. He couldn't swim and he could easily fill the tub with water, it was the perfect suicide attempt. He filled the tub with water and grabbed his rope with his teeth, carefully making a knot to tie his feet together.

He took a seat on the side of the bathtub after the water had been fully filled. He was not afraid of committing suicide, and he reassured himself that it would be fine after being resurrected. And a few hours of death would mean nothing in this town, he had met the sweet embrace of death many times before so he developed an affinity towards it, he took a deep breath and took the plunge as he waited for himself to run out of breath.

As soon as he felt all the air in his body leave him, he felt the fires of asphyxiation taking effect on his disabled body. He thrashed and squirmed his body as he writhed to save himself using his feet but they were both tied thanks to himself. He faintly heard the sound of his doorbell as his lungs burned in need, his head hurt a lot from the lack of oxygen passing through it as he fainted from the pain.

I don't know if writing this in multiple chapters would be a good format. But I thought that this was a good way to get a reader's opinion on how well I'm doing in making a consistent world building in fanfiction writing so i went with this. Please read and review what you think about this, good or bad, just voice your opinion in the reviews.