"Hey, Skeppy." Dream said awkwardly, not knowing to exactly start this conversation.
"I know you wanna get straight to the point, so I will, I just need a minute to talk to him." Zak said before getting out of his chair. "But make yourself at home!" He added on before exiting the room. The man in blue walked down the hall to his room, quietly shutting his door.
"Bad, please show me you're in here." He had to make sure he was here so he wouldn't look insane. The tan male felt a cold breeze rush by him, then the lamp next to his bed flipped on and off. "Okay, thank you. I have something to explain."
What does he have to explain? I grabbed the note and pen so I could reply, walking up to him.
"Sigh, okay so Dream and Sapnap are in the living room. I need to prove to them you're actually here, so we need to go have a talk with them in the living room. Can you do that for me?"
Yes
"Thank you Darryl, now come on." Zak exited the room, going back to the guests, having a ghost following from behind. "I'll sit down with you guys." Skeppy quickly said, sitting next to Sapnap who was in the middle. "Bad, please write something."
A book and pen seemed to be floating, leaving the two in shock. Then it was brought to Skeppy, who smiled and took it. Showing it to the others.
Hi guys! Apparently we were friends before? Sorry, I don't remember much.
"Oh my god, it's actually true." Sapnap muttered, covering his mouth with his hands. His expression finally broke and he bursted out crying. "Who killed you?" The "panda" man shouted out, wanting to know what happened. Dream just put his hand on the other's shoulder, holding back his tears.
I don't remember, I'm trying to though. Do you know how I can remember?
"I'm not sure, but maybe doing or watching things to help you remember?" The green eyed male said, finally adding something.
"I'm willing to try anything, where should we start?" Zak said, his voice sounded hopeful, but also a bit sad.
"What if we watched some old streams or videos? Maybe he could remember his job and some of his friends that way." Sapnap offered, wiping away his tears.
"What do you think Bad? Wanna try it?"
Yes please
The four of them spent around 6 hours watching streams and videos, hoping Darryl would remember something. That's when they heard some crying next to them, it was the first time they actually heard something from their friend.
"Oh my god, Bad! What's wrong?" Zak said, immediately looking over to where he had already begun to write.
I started having good memories, but all the sudden I started getting bad ones.
They immediately knew what he was talking about, the bullying. "I'm so sorry, you didn't deserve that." Dream whispered, but the others could still hear it. He felt cold air wrap around him, like a hug. "Thank you." He whispered even quieter, a tear began to form in his eye.
Throughout that day they would do things, trying to get Bad to remember. And he did remember a lot, it was an improvement. Eventually they all decided to give their ghost friend a break.
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"J-Jef?" Once he saw me, I saw his eyes widen. He ran off, running away from me. He's afraid of me. I watched him run, wanting to chase, but I wasn't sure if I should. I might make him hate me more. "Please, I'm sorry." I said, watching him get further and further away.
He stopped, still not looking at me. "It'll take time for me to forgive you."
"Jef! Guess what?" I heard him say, Jef walked in his direction. Leaving me behind.
"Please don't leave me again!" I screamed to no one, he was gone. But I know he heard it, he was close, I just couldn't see him anymore. I didn't go after him, I didn't leave. I just sat in shock.
Like that one day in the living room.
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AAAAAAHH LONGER CHAPTER! But I hope you enjoyed, I'll try to end the story sooner so it doesn't get too boring. I just need to think of how to make this a great ending, tell me if you have any ideas, I wanna hear them!
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FanfictionThis is a random Goodboyhalo and Badboyhalo au I've created. I hope you like it! And some of the personalities may be different in order to better fit the story. The art is not mine, and I do not take credit for it. It belongs to its creator. This s...