Pessimistic [Completed]

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Sorry for not updating! My motivation comes and goes as it pleases ;-; anyways I guess horknee warning

"Pico, Keith," Nene scowled at Darnell. "I want to show you what I've been working on for the past month. Darnell, stay here, and don't set the house on fire."

"No promises." Darnell laughed, but stopped when Nene glared at him. "Sorry."

Nene walked up the stairs, becoming the two to follow her.

The hallway was dimly lit from the window as the top of the stairs.

Nene turned on the hallway light.

Upstairs was a couple of rooms. Two were off limits, probably being used as storage, one was a guest bedroom (which was near inhospitable), Nene's bedroom, a bathroom, and a set of stairs leading up into the attic.

"Since you guys have been sleeping on the floor for the past month, and since I'm rich, I thought you needed your own rooms."

"Wait, actually?" Keith asked.

"Do you want to sleep on the floor?"

"No, I just didn't think that staying here was permanent."

"Pico's gone to soft to go on the run again."

"I have not gone soft."

"Right. Well, Keith your room is last one on the right, Pico, yours is across from him. I need to go make sure Darnell isn't lighting the couch on fire."

"Oh come on, hes not that bad." Keith huffed, walking down the hallway.

Pico pushed on the door to his room.

The walls were painted a pale green. Smooth wood lined the border between walls, floor and ceiling. The wood floor had a small gray rug around the edges of the bed.

The bed was twin-size with green bedsheets. There wasn't a whole ton a furniture past a bed and dresser. There was a small ceiling fan spinning softly, and in the closet were some folding chairs (Nene was probably storing them there before) and new clothes.

It was probably a little smaller that your average bedroom, but Pico didnt need a ton of room anyways.

He sat down on the bed. The bedsheets were soft and plush.

He layed there for a while, appreciating the comfort of his bed.

A knock came on his door.
Pico sat up. "Come in."

Nene popped her head through the door. "Like your new room?"

"Yeah. It's a lot of room."

"Good. Anyways, we're going to watch a movie, if you want to watch. Be careful though, Darnell is going to make popcorn."

"Alright."

(Timeskip Ig)

Pico, Nene, and Keith were sitting on the couch while Darnell was trying to figure out the popcorn maker.

Keith was huddled up in a blanket. It was dark out and the air conditioning was still on.

The movie itself wasn't very good. It was supposed to be a horror movie, but the CGI wasn't very good and it looked cheesy. On top of that, the acting was incredibly fake.

Pico and Nene mostly made fun of things. Keith hid his head under his blanket, refusing to watch the 'scary' parts.

Nene's phone started to ring as two of the characters were locked in the room together, and she left the room to take the call.

"Jonathan, we're going to die in here!"

"Calm down Bethany. We'll be safe in here for the time being." 'Jonathan' pulled 'Bethany' closer to him.

Keith looked up, assuming that there wasn't going to be anything dark happening for the next couple minutes.

"Do they even know each other?" Keith asked.

"Not really." Pico muttered.

"Jonathan, hold me!" Bethany threw herself into Jonathan as something pounded on the door.

"So much for a strong female protagonist."

"Bethany, if we're going to die, I need to tell you something."

"What is it?"

"Oh come on, they literally just met each other!" Keith exclaimed.

"I love you Bethany."

Pico became suddenly aware of himself. He pulled his knees into his chest.

"I love you too, Jonathan." Bethany grabbed Jonathan's shoulders.

Pico buried his face in his knees, flustered. Seconds later he heard kissing sounds.

"Get a room-" Keith stopped short. "Oh my god- put your shirt back on you horny bitches! I- WHAT THE HELL!"

Pico covered his warm face with a pillow when he heard moaning.

"NENE, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ANYONE THIS WAS X RATED?!"

The TV clicked off and Pico pulled the pillow off of his face.

"I'm glad I covered my eyes." Pico sighed, his face cooling off.

"You're lucky you thought of that, I wish I had covered my face. They screwed like amateurs, honestly."

"I- what?" Pico stared at him.

"Oh- sorry, that sounded weird." He grabbed a water bottle off the table and took a drink.

"I guess I didnt know you were such as sexpert."

Keith spit water all over the carpet, laughing. "S- sexpert? Bro, what?"

"You're the one who said they fucked like amateurs."

"Yeah but I never said I was an expert on sex- why are we still talking about this?"

Pico had a moment of courage in him. "Because you're cute when you're confused." Pico smiled at Keith. Why did he just say that? He really just fucked this up for himself, didn't he?

"I am? I mean- no. No, what? I-" Keith's face turned redder than it was before. "I'm cute?"

"Um, duh? Have you looked in the mirror recently?" Pico had no idea why he was doing this but he was starting to regret it. Paranoia was creeping up on him.

"N-no, not really. I just- I didn't think you thought I was cute."

Pico stared at him. He had no idea what to say, or whether to say anything at all.

"I'm... I'm gonna go rant to Nene about the rating of the movie or something. Go to bed and sleep or somethibg." Keith walked to Pico and pecked him on the cheek. "'G'night." He walked into the kitchen.
Pico stared where Keith was seconds ago.

What the fuck just happened?

Ok
Have this thingy I made
I dont know what the hell it is
Sorry to Darnell simps for all the abuse on him
I promise there's a reason

I drew it in like 5 minutes