Yes, This is a CuddlesxFlaky story.

Oh, I'm a heretic, with memes branching from the FlippyxFlaky superorganism that has latched on to your mind.

Call me anything you want, but this is a good sign.

A realization has brought me back to the days of 'The shy the bold and the dead' and 'The flippy song' , when instead of asking 'what can these characters do for me?' I asked 'What can I do for these characters?'.

My friend helped me realize that. Thanks Liam if you're reading.

Enjoy 'Herzeleid' (Which means 'heartache' or 'heartbreak' in English).

Cuddles and Flaky stand at an intersection, cloaked in heavy, pale trench coats. Flaky looks around worriedly, heart beating faster as every car drives by. "Cuddles, I don't think this is a very smart idea.

Cuddles laughs loudly. "This isn't like the incident at the airport! Plus, we have clothes under the trenchcoat! Its totally not illegal, and it'll be fun!" Flaky shakes her head. "I'll show you that street scares are perfectly safe!" Cuddles walks out to the middle of the street, taking Flaky with him, before Flaky could say no. A semi-trailer came into view, speeding along the road. Flaky looked closer, and the truck tires were chewing through roadkill, and the truck was swerving back and forth erratically. Flaky, scared stiff, attempted to motion for Cuddles to get off the road. Cuddles sighs, acting like he didn't see her fear. Cuddles gasps, but the truck comes too quickly. Cuddles pushes Flaky onto the side walk, ans Flaky looks away, while the truck's wheels grind up Cuddles. It jackknifes, taking Flaky along with it. Caught right above the wheels, Flaky screams for her life. The truck rolls, almost crushing Flaky. It rolls back onto it's wheels, and skids towards an electrical transistor.
The truck comes to a stop, livewires inches from Flaky's face. She opens her eyes and sighs in relief. Suddenly, a surge of electircity archs from the wire to Flaky's wet nose. The skin and sinew peel away from her cheeks, and her skull glows with the charge of electrity. Finally, electricty leaps from Flaky's quills to the liquid oxygen in the truck, incinerating Cuddles, Flaky, and The Mole.

Flaky awakes to blinding artificial lights overhead. She blinks, eyes slowly adjusting to the streaming rays of light. She turns her head, and sees the outline of Cuddles, in bandages. His eyes remained closed, but he had a half-smile on his face, as if he died doing what he loves. Which he did. Flaky turns to look at her bandaged body. Toothy was standing over her, studiously scribbling on his clipboard. He briefly glances up, then back down at his work. "Glad to see your awake, Flaky." he says dryly, his attention in his clipboard.

She gives a weak smile, and decides to take a short nap.

Flaky flexes her arm, testing her muscles, to see if everything is working properly. She smiles, and stands up. She spies Cuddles's eye flicker open. She smiles.

"What happened?" he moans, lethargic and in pain. She leans down and kisses his cheek.

"Thank you for saving me. It was heroic, aside from the fact it was in vane." She smiles. He smiles aswell.

"I'd have done it anytime." he sighs. Flaky leaves the room silently. Moments later, Toothy enters with the clipboard.

"Flaky said you woke up, as I can see. So how are you?" Toothy asked flatly, eyes glued to the clipboard.

"Fine. I feel the wounds healing." he replies. "Toothy, can I ask you a friend-to-friend question?"

"Sure, Cuddles. What is it?" he asks, looking up from his board excitedly.

"Nevermind, I'm just insane."

"Nah, you can tell me anything, we're buddies!"

"No..."

"Come on, guilt kills forever."

"I don't think you'd handle it like you have with the other secrets..."

"I promise, I will keep it under wraps, I can handle it! Just tell!"

"Well, I think I have a crush on Flaky." Toothy's eyes roll back in his head and he faints.