Socks was nervous. Blaza obviously believed what he'd been shown at the court, and he was angry. Socks honestly didn't blame him. If he'd been in Blazas shoes, he would be acting the same.
Still, it was nerve wracking and sad that Blaza was all mad. Even worse then that was the fact that Socks didn't know what he was going to do about it. He couldn't speak, and currently, his papers were on the floor, and he didn't know what Blaza would do if he reached for it.
"Tell me what really happened. Did you, or did you not kill Wiktoria?" Blaza asked, looking serious and somewhat angry. Socks cowered back from him, and then gestured to the papers. Blaza raised a eyebrow, but caught Socks meaning, and handed them to him.
"Blaza, you gotta believe me when I say that I didn't do it. It was never me. I don't know why exactly I've been the one blamed this whole time, but I never had anything to do with it. Think about it. The first time I'd ever been to this base is the night you and the others broke me out of prison. So how could I have been here before that, to hand someone a gun and tell them to kill Wiktoria? Please...you're my best friend. I want you to believe me." Socks wrote.
He handed it to Blaza, and watched him read it. Blaza's facial expression softened as he glanced back at Socks.
"I think...I really want to believe you. So I will. I'm confused though. Why aren't you TELLING me all of this?" Blaza asked, handing Socks the paper back.
"When I escaped the courtroom, Laff found me. He gave me a way out. Laff told me that he could disguise me so that I couldn't be found, and that I could still live freely. The machine malfunctioned, and my voice is gone now. That's why I wouldn't speak." Socks explained on the paper. He handed it to Blaza.
Blazas face fell as he read it.
"Oh." Blaza said softly. It was clear that he felt guilty for some reason, and Socks was not having it. He grabbed the paper back.
"It had nothing to do with you, okay? Don't be sad about it. I'm sure there's got to be some way to fix it, and when we figure out what it is, everything will be okay again." Socks reassured him, handing over the paper as soon as he was done writing it down.
Blaza read it, and nervously shuffled his feet as he looked at Socks.
"I can already think of a way to fix it...but you're not gonna like it." Blaza remarked. Socks stared at him, puzzled, until he finally somewhat got it.
"What do you mean by that?" Socks wrote, wanting him to admit it.
"I'm just saying that there's a certain doctor only a little ways away from here who'd probably end up helping you." Blaza shrugged, acting nonchalant about it. Socks rolled his eyes.
"As much as I would like to get my voice back, Meme would never help me." Socks told him. Blaza smiled as he read the paper.
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Didn't Know: A SockSMP AU
Fanfiction[Cover by @Ustaly_] |Completed| Socks, Nadwe, Blaza, and Meme had been so excited for the wedding, but something went wrong, and in the heat of the moment, Meme blamed Socks. N...
