Y/N was feeling a bit burnt out lately...Well, it was Christmas Eve in where they were, and they had to make-or even buy gifts for people they knew. This was going to be a hassle, and it's also probably going to cause you to live off of grass outside your house for a month.
"Why must the damn Christmas gifts be so fucking expensive..."
Y/N mumbled to themselves as they went on, to the store to buy things for the people they knew-but then, BOO! Y/N was now, scared and shaken up after a familiar red dudeman suddenly...Scared them.
"HAHA! You got pranked! The reaction on your face-it was...-it was priceless!" Ah yes, it was Blocky. He kept laughing with his bitch-ass grin all over his face, after he took his creepy-ass mask off.
"Look, if you pull off shit like this again-you're going to regret it," Y/N said in an aggressive tone, they were tired of Blocky's shit.
"C'mon, can't you take a joke? You were laughing about stuff like this a few months ago!...Did uh, something happen???" Blocky asked in a nervous tone, as he was scared of facing Y/N's wrath-plus, he was WAAY shorter than they are. They're a human...He's a block.
Y/N scoffed angrily, and walked away. They didn't seem well anymore, and this saddened Blocky. He wanted to make them laugh by pranking them-not making them be angry at him. He held the mask to himself, regretting his decision-hey, he has feelings too! He just decided to walk back to where he came from, the 'temporary gathering spot' for his team-basically, a cafe-one of their fancy ones with computers, too.
"Sup Blocky!" Basketball greeted him in a welcoming way-she was the best mom friend he's ever had.
"Eh...I think I uh-ruined someone's day? I'm-I'm not...Sure," Blocky sounded unusually nervous! Something wasn't well, his teammates thought.
"Did you commit vehicular man slaughter again? You seem down today, what's wrong?" Robot Flower looked at him in a confused-yet in a concerned way.
He ignored the question, then Blocky ended up just sulking towards his seat, he seemed a bit zombie'd-out. He just looked at the sunset as he sat on the chair, what a gleaming star-he wished he was like the sun, being able to cheer Y/N up! He wished to light up this gloomy world-...If only he was able to light up himself, too. He didn't realize that his teammates were looking at him in a way where it seemed like he was being accused of something.
"Blocky? Are you okay?...Blocky...? BLOCKY???" 8-Ball was now, nagging him. He rolled towards him to make him shake, and all that stuff!
Blocky finally started seeming alive again, as he seemed a bit...Dead? When he came here, his teammates seemed relieved...YET, concerned. 'Is this how the sun feels like when it...Falls?' Blocky thought to himself, as he started seemed okay again.
"Do you mind going somewhere with us for a moment-Blocky?" GB asked everyone in the team to get out of their seats, and to go behind the cafe.
Behind the store...They talked about how Blocky seemed off today, and how he seemed like he committed vehicular man slaughter, once again. Blocky talked about how he made Y/N feel down today, after pranking them by trying to scare them. He explained about how he thought it could make them feel better normally, but today wasn't the day. He seemed a bit guilty when he was talking about this.
"So...You basically wish to know how to apologize to them in a (SPECIAL) way. That's pretty simple," 8-Ball said in a relived tone, he was worried that Blocky may have killed an infant or something.
"Well, what if you give them a gift?" Basketball suggested.
"I don't mean to make you feel horrible about that suggestion! But it's almost Christmas," TB replied in a comforting way.
"Maybe you can throw them a: CHRISTMAS PARTY, then?" Robot Flower said in a excited tone.
"Maybe have it be something happy, then. Pity parties are for noobs-you're not here to get empathy, you're here for a forgiveness!" 8-Ball harshly stated, trying his best to motivate Blocky!...To have him motivate Y/N, this was complicated.
He felt motivated by his teammates' words. He ended up going through with the plan, and dashed home as soon as he had a GREAT idea. He ended up buying a few things for it, he got lights, a ornament that was shaped like a sun, more ornaments, a lot of sun-themed things, and a blue Christmas tree. He also bought a lot of presents! Just for Y/N, to try to show his good sides! He was glad that the suns were quite cheap, due to it being off-season.
When he got home, HE GOT TO WORK!!! He decorated his entire house, even if it may have seemed a bit sloppy. He ended up having to redo decorations a lot, due to him wanting the results to be different. He decided to call his teammates for help, after nit being able to finalize decorations nor be able to cook. The team brought a few helpers themselves, too. That decision turned out to be correct, when the party turned out to be the BEST(?) ones they've seen this year, a bit wonky-but that's the best part! Everyone was happy.
"This is amazing! I love this..." GB stated, as she analyzed the party millimeters by millimeters.
Everyone talked about how amazing the party was going to be...Now there's one step left...Blocky asked one of his teammates to take out a phone phone, and to dial a number.
"Hey Y/N! I'm sorry for the sudden call...Haha," TB said as he talked through the phone.
"Hey TB! Sup?"
"Ahaha...Well, I thought I could invite you to a Christmas party! It's really fun...And well-I think you should come!" TB insisted, nervously.
Y/N ok'd his recommendation, and starts to head to the destination of the party. They were really excited, and they skipped at the thoughts of seeing TB's friends! Considering the fact that Blocky probably wasn't one of them. They arrived at the destination-to see s sign saying: 'The door's open! We're buying more food, so wait under the Christmas tree!'
Oddly specific, Y/N thought. They did as the sign said, and waited under the Christmas tree.
"Do you think they fell for it...?" GB asked TB.
"I think, I hope?" 8-Ball replied, even if the question wasn't directed towards him. This annoyed GB, a lot.
Blocky finally came out of the upper floors of this place, and Y/N seemed a bit displeased to see him. Blocky had something behind him, Y/N was even more doubtful due to that.
"I'm sorry-" Blocky said, in a tone where Y/N has never heard before, he seemed serious yet sad. He ran back upstairs like a shy kid. The paper on the box said: 'I'm sorry. :-(' on it.
After a while of chatting, they actually ended up apologizing to each other! Oh, and they became better friends.
(The end, this was rushed.)
