Gay Bois (dsmp)

😠Bad day👿 (Skephalo)

Badboyhalo woke up next to Skeppy, and he wasn't sure why, but he felt... off. Like he had woken up on the wrong side of the bed or something. He sighed and got up to make coffee and eggs for breakfast. But when he got to the kitchen and started making coffee, he spilled some water. He groaned and cleaned up the water on the floor while the remainder of the water mixed with the coffee grounds and brewed coffee. He went to the fridge and opened the door. The eggs were three weeks out of date. He sighed angerly and tossed them in the trash. At that point, Skeppy walked downstairs, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

"Morning, Bad..." He said with a yawn.

Bad sighed kind of sadly. He really wanted eggs this morning.

"Morning, 'geppy..." He said, a hint of anger and sadness in his voice.

"What's wrong, Bad?" Skeppy asked, noticing the tone of Bad's voice.

"Don't worry about it, I'm okay." Bad lied.

"Hm. Okay, but I'm here if you need to talk." Said Skeppy, not 100% convinced.

"Okay Skeppy. I'm here for you too." Bad said, feeling a little better.

An awkward silence filled the room, both of them done with the conversation and not sure how to move on to another one.

"Do you want to stream after breakfast with me? Speaking of witch, what's for breakfast? I think the eggs are out of date... do you want bacon and toast or something?" Said Skeppy, changing the subject to avoid more awkward silence.

"Sure, I'd like that 'geppy." Said Bad, knowing what Skeppy would say next.

"Bad, I'm not the best co-" Skeppy started before getting cut off by Bad.

"Yes, I'll cook Skeppy." Said Bad, rolling his eyes playfully.

"I wasn't done. Yes, I was going to ask you to cook, but I noticed you seem... upset today. I was going to do something for you, a load of laundry, the dishes, something like that while you cook." Said Skeppy.

Mostly it was Bad doing the chores. He did the dishes, he cleaned the bathrooms, mopped the floors. Sure, Skeppy took care of his own stuff. He cleaned his own dishes, did his own laundry, when he made a mess, he cleaned it up. And Skeppy didn't like cleaning. Well, Bad wasn't a big fan of it himself, but SOMEONE had to do it, especially since Skeppy sometimes forgot to clean up his dinner space, or do some laundry, and he asked Bad to do it. So Skeppy ASKING to do Bad's chores was a HUGE offer that Bad couldn't resist. 

"Uhm. Sure, I guess. The dishes need to be done..." Said Bad, surprised.

Skeppy nodded in agreement and left to do the dishes while Bad fried the bacon and put the bread in the toaster. When Bad was plating the food, Skeppy yelped. 

"What?!" Bad asked, panicked.

Skeppy turned around, a big wet spot on his shirt. He was dripping wet, his shirt was entirely soaked.

"I forgot spoons did that..." He said, blushing out of embarrassment.

Bad laughed a little bit and went to Skeppy's bedroom to get him another shirt. Skeppy stayed behind, not wanting to track water from his dripping shirt all over the floor. On the way up the stairs, Bad tripped and fell. It hurt a little, but he got up and got Skeppy's shirt. He came downstairs and handed Skeppy the shirt. Skeppy changed and then looked at Bad.

"What was that thud?" He asked, tilting his head.

"What thud?" Bad said, confused because he didn't hear anything.

"That thud when you went to get my shirt." Skeppy said, worried for his sanity if he was hearing things now.

"Oh! That thud! I tripped..." Said bad, rubbing his arm that he fell on and blushing a little.

"Haha! You clutz!" Said Skeppy, making fun of Bad.

Bad felt upset. Not only was he having a horrible day, now Skeppy was making fun of him. Skeppy sighed.

"Come on, Baldboyhalo. Let's eat before it gets cold." said Skeppy, grabbing his plate of food and sitting at the table.

"Okay... and I'm not bald." Said Bad, doing the same.

"Yes you are!" Laughed Skeppy.

"I am not! And if I'm bald, you're short!" Said Bad, angry.

"I'm 5'8" leave me alone!" Yelled Skeppy, playfully arguing, unaware bad wasn't being playful.

"WHY ARE YOU SUCH A FLIPPING JERK TODAY? I HATE YOU, YOU MUFFINHEAD!" Yelled Bad, finally having lost it with all that had happened.

Skeppy had a look of shock and hurt on his face. Bad suddenly felt worse than before.

"No, 'geppy I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... I had a rotten day today, even though it just started... and I guess I snapped and took it out on you... I'm sorry. I'M the muffinhead here, I guess. Not you." Said Bad, looking down and to the side.

Bad was a little startled when he felt arms hold him from behind. He wasn't expecting that. Skeppy smiled a little at Bad, letting him know he forgave him.

"It's okay Bad. I forgive you. It wasn't totally your fault anyway... I was pretty rude, even though I could tell something was bothering you. I'm sorry." He said, hugging Bad a little tighter.

"Aw... thanks. I forgive you too." Said Bad, putting his hands over Skeppy's, in a way hugging him, too.

"Well, I guess that makes us BOTH muffinheads, but luckily, I'd rather be a muffinhead with you than anyone else. It's more fun that way!" Said Skeppy, laughing.

Bad laughed too.

"Yeah, I'd rather be a muffinhead with you too..."

Skeppy remembered something and ran to the pantry. 

"I was saving these for an emergency, but I think this qualifies" He said, rummaging through the pantry.

Skeppy pulls out 2 bags of mini-muffins and has a huge smile on his face. He hands one to bad and rips open his.

"SURPRISE! I found these at the store and thought you would like them!" Skeppy said, popping one in his mouth. 

Bad ate one too. They were really good, and there were 2 chocolate ones, a blueberry one, and a glazed one with cinnamon sugar on top. (Bad has said before that those are his favorite muffin flavors for anyone who didn't know)

"Awww! Skeppy! You remembered what kind of muffins I liked!" Said Bad, cheering up.

"Yeah! I mean, muffins are an important part of our friendship, and when you told me, that seemed kinda good to remember, so I made a mental note!" Said Skeppy, happy he had remembered right.

"Thank you, 'geppy. This made my day 100x better!" Said Bad, happily.

"How about 14x better?" Snickerd skeppy.

"I'll forgive that one since you've been nice to me today." Said Bad, smiling even though he tried to be annoyed.

They spent the day laughing and talking and joking and memeing around. Bad's horrible day had turned into a good day.