PORK SODA

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"How come I see you and ache instead?"

Zak sighed, leaning back into his chair as the screen before him presented the red tinted screen of Minecraft's death screen. "Why me-" Zak pulled the syllables of his words for a small bit. The ambiance of the cave was drowned out by his companion's laughter. The chat for the stream just- was being it's chaotic self.

"Bad- why is it always me that falls off a cliff in a cave?" Zak whined at his friend. Receiving an answer after a moment of rest from wheezing from Bad.

"I don't know, Skeppy-" Bad paused speaking, probably reading a message in his own chat. "S'geppy, someone said we should listen to a song- Pork Soda- i think it's called."

Skeppy was reasonably confused, why would they be asked to listen to something- "Wait- Wasn't Pork soda made by the same people who made that one song that George sent Dream or somethin?" Skeppy asked, Trying to make a connection.

"I think so," Bad replied. A soft hum made its way to Zak's ears. "But, I'll listen to it after the stream. anyways- are you going to continue to play or not. S'geppy?"

Zak sighed again, pulling himself back up and clicking the respawn option. Letting his character pop back at the bed that he placed outside of the cave entrance. And he continued to chat with Bad during the rest of their small adventure. He ended the stream faster than he expected. Maybe he was tired-

Or it was the song Zak ended up listening to after the stream, Pork Soda- maybe the idea of listening to the song that was recommended to be listened to by someone in Bad's chat had lain his head with anticipation for what he might hear.

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