Blue| Jeresquip fanfic

Chapter 2: Your SQUIP?

Michael leads me into a large bathroom stall. I Immediately crash into a wall. I can tell Michael wants to laugh. I don't blame him. It's not everyday you see your best friend of 12 years banging into walls uncontrollably. A few more minutes of smashing and crashing and it finally stopped. A small, blue light floated down to the free bathroom floor. Just then, I saw something very unexpected. A pair of black high top converse, then a pair of black jeans, then a white top, finally a solid head with a very familiar face. Pale blue complexion, dark blue hair, and bright indigo eyes that almost glowed.
"S-squip? Wha-how?" I stare in complete shock. I though he was shut down for good. "Jere...you ok in there?" Squip looked over his arms and hands
Jeremy?
"Who else is in there? Jeremy? I'm coming in-"
Michael pushed open the bathroom door, stopping in his tracks after laying eyes on Squip. He can see him?
Yes, Michael can see and hear me. You drank Mountain Dew Blue. This wasn't supposed to happen
Squip sounds almost out of breath. There was an odd ringing in my ear. Almost like a mini heartbeat. "Why is it talking?" Michael says, glaring at him.
I advise you get Mountain Dew red.
"Well duh." Michael says, still scowling. Squip looked around awkwardly, fidgeting with his fingers. Now, if there's one trait I can pinpoint about Squip, it's that he's anything but awkward. Well, I guess not anymore.
"Uh, yeah. Michael, could you go get me some red please." Michael nods and awkwardly exits. So much for Michael makes an exit. Something felt weird about Squip. He seemed so different from when I last saw him. Younger. About my age. That's when it hit me. "Your...human??"
Yes Jeremy. Like I said, you drank Mountain Dew blue, it gives me human form. It would be weird to see a middle aged man walking around with a teenager so I now am a teen as well. I can interact with objects and other people.
Michael come back in soon with a bottle of Mountain Dew red. Squip looks around blankly, fidgeting again. "You gonna try and zap me or...?" I ask. Squip shakes his head and looks down again.
No, I will not hurt you.
I unscrew the cap and put it to my mouth, but some part of me stopped the drink.
"You good dude?" Michael asks confused.
"I...I'm not going to drink this..."