"Meme, what are you doing?" Nadwe asked, rubbing the eyebags from under his eyes. Meme hid the thing behind his back.
"Nothing!" Meme said. Nadwe crossed his arms.
"I know I saw something," Nadwe asked. Meme sighed.
"I was checking if we bled. I don't want what happened to Socks to happen to... Anyone else," Meme admitted.
"What? You can't just go... Hurting yourself!" Nadwe yelled. Meme held up his hands.
"See? No blood! Not even half a heart!" Meme said. Nadwe looked him down, he looked fine. There was a small scar on the back of his hand though.
"Then what happened to Socks?" Nadwe asked.
"I... I don't know. But that's what I'm trying to figure out," Meme placed the knife down on the counter.
"Hey, want... Anything?" Blaza asked, putting his sunglasses on since he knew how much his eyes... distracted others, to say the least. Nadwe bit back a remark about how he wanted Socks back.
"Yeah, sure. I'll get some eggs and toast," Meme said.
"And I'll have... Something, anything. I don't care," Nadwe said. Blaza left.
"Oh, and Nadwe?" Meme asked.
"Hmm?" Nadwe responded.
"Wictoria and I have something to say... Later," Meme nodded. Nadwe grumbled and left. He was just tired.
"Hey," Muffinjuice said. Nadwe lightened up a bit. Muffin was pretty funny when he was talkative.
"Hey, Muffin," Nadwe said as he yawned again.
"How are you?" Nadwe asked. Muffin shrugged.
"Hungry," Muffin said. Nadwe giggled. Blaza set up a furnace in an open-roofed room. The grey and white mechanical aesthetic was quite obvious from here.
"Hey, Nadwe," Blaza waved before narrowing his eyes, "Muffin, you didn't have to sleep on the roof." Muffin shrugged.
"What can I say?" Muffin said.
"Potato," Blaza smoothly responded. Muffin and Nadwe stared at Blaza.
"ANYWAYS I got some beef cooked up-"
"You got some WHAT cooked up?" Meme demanded, walking right next to his wife.
"Some beef, killed some- OH I FORGOT YOUR WIFE IS A COW SORRY MEME!" Blaza realized. Nadwe started to laugh a bit. Meme gave Blaza a death glare, muttered something about adoption and sighed.
"Whatever. Don't do it again," Meme said.
"Who wants Laff Loafs?" Laff asked.
"Sure," Meme shrugged, uninteresting in what he asked Blaza to cook earlier. Laff gave him an entire stack of Laff Loafs, which seemed excessive.
"Here, mate," Laff said. Laff also gave some to everyone else.
"Disgusting," Nadwe grumbled, luckily Laff didn't hear him.
"See? It's all better with bread," Laff reassured. Nadwe kept his comments to himself but gave his extra bread to Muffin discreetly.
"Where's everyone else?" Nadwe asked.
"Still sleeping probably. Yesterday was a... Long day," Blaza said with a small sigh. Everyone murmured in agreement. Muffin picked some beef straight out of the furnace, which somehow didn't hurt his hands. Muffin felt like the type of person to eat it raw.
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Disconnected (SockSMP AU)
FanfictionWhat if Socks saw the bullet come to Wictoria before it was too late..? What if Socks had to pay the price? What if only Two people could have done it, but no one could agree who? Basically, the war, but the sides changed, and instead of Wi...