This was super fun to write.

Submitted by: Yellowspeedyninja
"Was wondering if you could do a drable where The guys are trying to findo ut which boy GoGo likes and she gets annoyed and ends up having to tell them she likes Honey"

Premeditated Murder

"Watch it!" Gogo called out as she dodged out the door, her arms full of papers, journals, and blueprints. She dodged around Fred as he entered; she didn't notice a journal fall from her arms and hit the ground.

By the time Fred had picked the journal up, Gogo was gone. "Gogo! You dropped—and she's gone."

He turned back to head into the lab, and flipped through the journal. Not a good idea, but he had a lot of those. Looking through a journal was, hopefully, one of the better bad ideas. It was mainly drawings of different bike parts, formulas for density changes, and a long list of notes. Each was sloppily dated. Her hand writing was horrible, Fred noted. He could decipher some of it, for example, where she had circled a chemical formula and wrote "ask Honey" beside it. Underneath that, a note had been taped in with Honey Lemon's handwriting on it, explaining out the formula and suggesting how to help.

A few more pages past that was a very detailed dissection of an engine. Besides the very skilful drawing, something caught Fred's eye down in the corner. It was a small heart, drawn with pen, and a name sloppily written inside. He couldn't decipher it at all, but it told him one thing.

Gogo had a crush.

"Holy crap!" He checked the date for that entry. Only a week prior. He looked up and spotted Wasabi. "Hey, Wasabi! Hold up!" He caught up with his friend and proceeded to shove the journal in Wasabi's face. "Look what I have!"

Wasabi pushed the journal down. "Why do you have Gogo's journal? She'll kill you, man."

"But look at this page!"

"It's an engine! She's an engineer!"

"Noooo, in the corner! She's got a crush!"

Wasabi rolled his eyes. "That's her business."

"Aw come on, aren't you curious? What if it's one of us? Just try and read it!"

"I can't read her handwriting. I don't think even she can. And who says a heart means she has a crush?" He pushed the journal away again and walked past Fred, heading for his station. "Besides. You just wanna see if she likes you."

Fred followed after him, journal still held open. "I am a pretty cool guy."

"She's said how disgusted she is with you multiple times," Wasabi pointed out as he started to fiddle with a small hand held version of his concentrated plasma lasers.

"So it's more likely that it's you?"

"It's more likely that it's not my business, but yeah, I bet she'd choose me over you."

"Nuh uh."

"She definitely would."

"No way!"

"Totally!"

"And what are you two arguing about?" It was Tadashi. "Not the laundry thing again, right?" Wasabi grimaced and mumbled "unsanitary" under his breath.

Fred showed Tadashi the journal. "We wanna know who Gogo has a crush on. See the heart?"

"That's not a name, that's a scribble," Tadashi spoke upon seeing it. "And why would it be either of you two?"

Both men shrugged. "We're not saying it is," Wasabi answered.

"But we're saying it could be," admitted Fred. "It could even be you."

And that statement started a whole other thing. Tadashi was sure it wasn't him. If it was any of the three of them, he thought Wasabi had the most chance, but he was certain it wasn't any of them. The bickering was full swing by the time Honey Lemon walked by.

"Honey Lemon! Quick, over here!" It was Fred. She approached the three. "Can you read this?" He held the journal up in front of her, a finger under the heart. "We think Gogo has a crush on whoever's name this is."

She hesitated. "Why do you think that?"

"Duh! Why else would you write a name in a heart?"

Honey Lemon had to concede to his point. "No, I don't know what it says." With a deep breath, she turned to Tadashi. "Do you have any hydrogen peroxide I can use?"

"Sorry, Honey Lemon. I'm all out."

"Darn. I'll have to go get some from someone else." She looked at Fred. "You should return that—" she pointed at the journal. "—to Gogo." With that, she returned from the direction she had entered.

Fred gave them an exaggerated sigh. "Ugh, if even Honey can't read it, how are any of us gonna know?"

"We aren't. Get over it. And give that thing back to Gogo," Tadashi ordered in a bored tone.

"Give what thing back to Gogo?"

Fred's eyes went wider. "Ah, hey, Gogo. You… dropped this earlier." He held up her journal.

She snatched it out of his hands. "Thanks. Now…" She turned to Wasabi and Tadashi. "What did he do to it?"

Wasabi cringed. "He didn't do anything to it, so much as open it. And find something." The last word was more of a squeak.

She had no idea why they were acting like they were. She couldn't think of anything she would want hidden in that particular journal. "So? There's not anything to find besides my different hypotheses and a lot of different drawings of parts. Maybe some formulas."

Tadashi sighed. "He found a heart with what he thinks is a name written in it. None of us can read it though."

Gogo felt the slightest blush rise to her cheeks. She knew exactly what they were talking about and where the heart was.

Fred spoke up again. "Yeah! I even showed Honey Lemon and—"

"You what?!" Fred let out a high pitched scream as he ducked Gogo's fist. "Why would you even look in my journal in the first place?!" He dropped the journal and ran, dodging around some equipment another student had left out. She came after him. "Why do you even care who I like?!"

He spotted shelter in the form of a hollow ball of steel a circle cut out and a door over the cut. He jumped for it, opened the door, slipped inside, and slammed it shut.

Gogo pounded on the outside of the ball. "Get the hell out here! Woman up and face me, goddamn it!"

"Why are you so angry?" he cried out from inside, terrified.

"Why are you so interested in who I have a crush on?!" she yelled back at him, hands pulling at the door in a vain attempt to get to him.

"I thought it might be one of us!" Fred answered honestly, too scared to figure out a decent lie. Remembering he had a phone, took it out and, as fast as he could manage, sent Honey Lemon a text. "pls come back 2 the lab, gog is tryin 2 kill me". Maybe she could calm Gogo down. It's not like the heart was really that big of a deal, right?

"I don't like men, you idiot!"

"S… So it was a girl's name in the heart?"

Gogo practically growled. "Well, let's see. I hang out with her a lot, she's the smartest and prettiest girl that has ever set foot in this lab, and she can read my fucking handwriting!" She pounded her fist on the door of the contraption again, making Fred's ears ring. "Any guesses?!"

He was terrified. In all honesty, he said the first name that popped into his head. "Uhm, is it Honey Lemon?"

"Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner. Now who the HELL did you show that heart to?"

He gulped. "H… Honey Lemon."

"And once more for clarification, who can read my handwriting?"

Fred's eyes went wide. Oh no. No, no, no. He had just texted her for help too. "Honey Lemon," he squeaked out. Now frantic, he grabbed for his phone and tried to tell Honey "nevermind" but only managed to type "necrnobf" which auto corrected to "necromancer". He hoped his typo might inspire her to bring a necromancer with her. Someone would need to raise him from the dead when Gogo killed him.

Gogo pounded her fist against the metal. "I swear to all that is holy! I! Will! Kill! You!"

Hands caught on her waist, making her jump. She knew it wasn't Wasabi or Tadashi. They never got that close when she was so angry. In fact, they had cleared the area when she first swung at Fred. She turned abruptly and found herself terribly close to Honey Lemon. "You probably shouldn't kill him. It's kind of illegal."

Gogo wasn't sure how to reply. "I… I don't think I care right now. I'll… plead temporary insanity."

"Querida, it's premeditated if you just told me that." Honey smiled. "Besides. It'll be kind of hard to go on a date with you if you're in prison."

Gogo's face felt like it was on fire. "You… want to go on a date with me?"

"Sure! Where are we going?" Honey smiled wide, incredibly unphased by everything that was happening.

Gogo broke into a smile. "Where ever you want." She bit her lip. "But uh, how'd you know I was about to commit murder?"

Honey shrugged. "Freddy texted me. The first text was asking me to help because you were trying to kill him. The second just said "necromancer", but I'm not really sure what that was about."

"That doesn't get him off the hook."

"I figured as much."

Gogo smiled and pulled Honey Lemon into a hug. "Let's go get lunch." They left the lab, hand in hand.

A voice echoed from Fred's prison. "Hello? Can… Can I come out now? I... I need to change my underwear. So much for four days..."