Masquerade Part 2

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TW: Swearing, Slurs (mostly blanked out but still used)

2300+ Words

Many weeks later

Zak POV

"No Bad! I didn't touch your server!" I exclaimed, quickly muting my mic to laugh.

I heard an angry huff from the other side of the call. "Yes you did so fix it! Slash slash undo!"

I typed 'slashslash undo' into the chat and giggled some more.

"That's not what I meant Skeppy! You know what, just leave, I'll put on my backup." He grunted.

I burst into laughter and gave in. "Okay fine I'll fix it."

I quickly typed the commands into chat and watched as the world around me transformed into it's former glory.

"Thank you Skeppy. Now end your recording because I sure as muffin know you are recording." Bad sighed.

I hit the end recording button. "Okay done. Hey bad? I've been wondering, who are you?"

I was genuinely curious.

"Skeppy you know I can't tell you that yet. If I did you would hate me… everyone does." His voice went quiet.

How could I hate him? I had liked him from the moment I first set eyes on him at the party. And I said just that, "Bad I couldn't ever hate you. But I respect your privacy. Just promise you'll tell me eventually okay?"

"Okay." I could practically hear his smile. "Anyway Skeppy, I should go, it's a school night. And you should too. I'll text you when I wake up okay?"

I nodded. "Okay goodnight Bad. Love ya."

"Goodnight Skeppy love you."

User has disconnected from your channel.

I sat there silent in the teamspeak for a while, my mind replaying the events of my trolling session. Why did I even troll him anyway? I knew he didn't like it. I guess that's just how I was.

I climbed into my bed and tried to sleep. Thankfully I did so quickly.

The next morning

My eyes fluttered open earlier in the morning than I had wished. I checked my phone,

5:07 am

I groaned and rolled over in an attempt to go back to sleep but I couldn't, the nerves of what I was going to do today kept me awake.

I eventually gave up and got up. I threw on my usual blue hoodie and jeans. I combed my fingers through my hair and even made breakfast. After I finished I sat down at my computer and started to edit my video from last night. Miraculously I finished before I had to leave and hit upload, letting it upload before leaving and heading for the bus stop.

As I got there I spotted my favorite loser on his phone. As I got closer I saw him watching… my video? Hm what a loser he even watches my videos.

"Hey fucker whatcha watching?" I grinned as he stumbled back in surprise.

He glared at me. "A video my friend uploaded now back off."

I froze. His friend? But I'm Skeppy… does that mean he's…? No he can't be. Can he?

"Who's this friend…?" I trailed off.

He grinned. "His name is Skeppy and he's my best friend and you can say all you want about me but if you talk bad about him I will punch you in the face."

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