Mcyt -autistic- oneshots

Feeding the ducks (George and Jack+Niki+Tubbo)

The request for this chapter was: Pls can you one based of the vlog forcing George to feed ducks and he had a meltdown and no one really knew how to deal with it

George's POV:

Tubbo had invited me along to do a vlog with him, Jack and Niki. To begin with I was really anxious. I hadn't gone out a lot for social things like that, especially not since covid. Being autistic just made anything I didn't do regularly seem petrifying, but I convinced myself it would be cool to go and do something rather than just play video games and talk on discord with people. The main problem was that because I didn't go out, none of my friend knew how to help me when I needed it, and unfortunately, that day, I needed it.

I got on the train, one of the only things that day I both knew how to day and was actually comfortable doing. And travelled to go film the vlog. Nothing much really happened on my train, I mostly just sat on my phone and listened to music. But that is how I liked it. When I got off the other end, I found Jack's car quickly and awkwardly greeted the others. They all seemed chill and, I took great joy in beeping the horn as we travelled to the shop. The others found it funny, so I assumed it was fine. And whilst on the outside I was happy, inside I was panicking to the highest degree.

When in the Co-op, my mask was rubbing on the backs off my ears and in general, I tried to make myself seem as normal for the camera. I decided on some hot dog buns for the ducks and then some sweets which we tricked Jack into paying for. Niki was being responsible, so I felt fine mucking about and knew she would look out for me. Tubbo was mucking about with me and Jack was being annoying. Well he wasn't really being annoying, that was just a joke.

On the way to the pond, we sang in the car which I actually enjoyed. I thought it would be overwhelming and loud but I sang along and it was just fun. Guess I just have to give things a go, I should do that more.

We spent around an hour feeding the ducks, mucking about doing bits. Tubbo threw his phone into the pond at one point, which was pretty stupid of him, but it ended up being okay. But I wasn't. Everything was just getting on top of me that day, and there didn't seem to be a particular reason why.

"Are you okay George?" It was Niki. She reached out her hand to rub my back and I stepped away from it. I didn't want to be touched. "It's ok, I'm here to help. What's going on?" Jack and Tubbo came walking over, probably sensing something was wrong. But all my brain could process in that moment was that there was more people and I didn't want there to be.

"Go away!" I didn't mean to shout, but everything was too much. Everything. And I couldn't cope anymore.

Jack's POV:

I was pretty sure we had all noticed how George was an awkward person, and a bit weird in some ways but just as fun as we'd thought he'd be. Niki was an unwritten look out, checking up on him. But when he stepped away from Niki and starting closing off his body language, Tubbo and I both walked over wanting to be helpful.

"Go away!" I was a little shocked, never hearing George shout before unless it was his fun, mucking around shouting on stream. But we all took a few steps back and I crouched down, still further back, but in front of George.

"Hey George, would you like to go back to the car for a few minutes?" He nodded slowly, not looking up from the floor. "Ok then, we can do that." He stood up, shoved his fingers in his ears, and walking back to my car. I held out my arm behind his back, but never touching it as he seemed to dislike that.

His feet seemed to be dragging across the floor, like even the smallest of movements were difficult for him, and as we continued walking, he just seemed to start crying out of nowhere. Like it had all been building up inside him, and like a volcano, it was no erupting out. "What's up mate? Can I do anything to help?"