TweekSheep Short Stories

Frantic Fanfic: 13- Famous

TITLE: Famous

FEATURING THE CHARACTERS: georgenotfound, imposterWRITERS: claudia, tweekerz, hayley

RATED ALL AGES

"Do you really have a degree in electrical mechanics, or are you just trying to impress me?" George smirked at their friend, who they didn't yet know lived a double life as an Impostor. Still, keeping up appearances meant the most to them, so the sweat that beaded down their forehead drew in George's attention."Oh, you so are," he was getting cockier by the second as he watched his crewmate's fingers fumble over the electrical wires."So, maybe I lied about the degree,""You seem like someone who doesn't have a tertiary education,"

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"Hey," his friend snapped back, face heating in embarrassment. "What's that supposed to mean?" "Whatever you want it to mean," George teased back, giving them a smirk. "Clearly, it got to you." "If you keep going on like this you'll regret it," the flustered crew-mate mumbled, furrowing their eyebrows and giving George nothing more than a side-stare as they continued fumbling with the wires. But George's smirk grew ever larger. He liked the sound of that. "How?" George pushed, leaning closer to the crew-mate, his breath coming in hot on their neck as he peered over them. He watched their hands fumble a bit more, and shake slightly, as if needing to resist the urge to use them against something. George hoped it was against him.

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"Babe..." The crew-mate was getting desperate. They knew that if GEORGENOTFOUND advanced any further on them, their identity would surely be revealed, and they would be subsequently ejected into the vast expanses of space."Don't 'Babe...' me buddy, I'm catching onto you." George chirped back in a sassy manner. The crew-mate toppled over their words in a panicked "Wait-".George smiled back with a menacing smile that stretched from ear to ear. The kind of smile that sends chills up the spines of old ladies. The kind of smile that frightens even the hardest of sailors. The kind of smile that only a monster could make. He whispered into the crew-mate's ear."Everyone on this damn spaceship thinks you're sus. It isn't just me. So why don't you just go ahead and call a meeting so you can spill the beans." The words snaked out of George's larynx like a snake from a log. "Unless... you want me to spill them for you?""Uh- I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just trying to my tasks. Are you feeling alright?" the crew-mate uttered. "I-I can take you to medbay if you're unwell.""Don't worry crew-mate." George whispered."I'm Georgenotfound, famous."

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