Luxiem!!!!

the washing machine

mysta was awoken by strange sounds coming from downstairs.

what the fuck, man. its four am, whos cooking?
whatever, i need sleep.

mysta rolled over in his bed as the noises continued. many minutes passed by as he started to overthink about what the noises could be.

okay mysta, common sense. nobody in luxiem would be cooking at four am, not even vox. maybe lucas cleaning, i did make a mess earlier. well no, he doesnt clean my messes. maybe ike is making a tower out of energy drinks? what am i thinking? thats not even an option. maybe shu is taking apart a keyboard so he can clean it? psycho, he could just buy a new one. but hes probably sleeping as well. that leaves me. what if someones breaking in? what if they know we're luxiem and they're trying to kidnap us because we're famous? oh shit.

a thin layer of sweat started to accumulate on mystas body. his body shot up and he yanked the covers off of him.

i should probably check downstairs. i can be a hero! i can save the day and stop the bad guy just like in a video game or a movie! ill have to find something to defend myself with first, and maybe some armor. yeah, i need to look tough.

mysta spent around thirty minutes trying to find a weapon and armor. he had eventually found the items he wanted to use. two pillows (one on his back and one on his stomach) taped together with old duct tape he found under his bed. his helmet of choice was just his plain fox hat. his weapon however was interesting. it was a toothbrush. yes, a toothbrush. his shield was just an old dictionary that ike got him because, "your vocabulary is immensely small, it only consists of sex jokes and disgusting stories about food."

he was ready to go!
well, maybe not.

he was at the top of the staircase, holding his toothbrush out in fear. all of the bristles were going in different directions and it looked like it had never actually touched water before.

"what in the name of jesus fucking christ are you doing, mysta?" a voice came asked from behind him.

"AAAA" mysta shouted before he almost fell down the stairs.
an arm caught him before he could fall though. soon enough he was in the arms of vox akumalalakumalalakumala savesta. vox was looking down at mysta like he was food he had just spat out into a napkin.

"do i even want to know?"

"yes actually", mysta said with an "i told you so" face, "there were weird noises coming from downstairs, so i was gonna investigate. why are you up anyway?"

"i had to take a phat piss. would you allow me to accompany you on this treacherous journey downstairs to defeat the evil noise maker?" vox announced exaggeratedly as he held out his hand to mysta.

"dont think that me accepting this request means that i need help" mysta said as he grabbed voxs hand.

they made their way down the stairs as the noises started again. vox wasnt quite as scared as mysta, but he was scared nonetheless.

"its coming from the laundry room." mysta whispered, his voice faint in voxs ear.

they both cautiously made their way through the kitchen and towards the laundry room. the door was open and the lights were on.

oh shit, this is about to get real.

mysta held out his toothbrush in defense but vox quickly shoved his arm down and gave him a look that read, "youre the one that got me into this mess, the least you could do is not look like an idiot."

"eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyy, i think it'll work now."

"HOLY SHIT THE WASHING MACHINE ATE SHU, VOX WHAT ARE YOU DOING JUST STANDING THERE!? HELP ME GET HIM OUT OF HERE!" mysta shouted as he ran into the laundry room and poorly attempted to open the top of the washing machine.

"mysta you blind twat, hes right there." vox pointed behind the washing machine at shu who was holding various cleaning supplies and toothpicks.

"uh, hi?" shu said as he stood up, "oh shoot, too fast too fast." he exclaimed as he collapsed back onto the floor.

"haha, yeah your right vox. everything is fine. i didnt overact at all."

"shu, please explain what youre doing to the both of us because mysta was scared shitless and i am now genuinely intrigued." vox said in one breath while making a weird hand motion.

"oh, there was leftover rice in
the washing machine." shu answered plainly like what he just said was normal.

"mysta," vox said in a stern tone as he turned his head towards him, "why do i feel like you had something to do with this?"

"haha, thats the funny thing, i do. yesterday i saw a supa saying "the only way to wash your rice properly is to put it in the washing machine, everyone knows that" so i did it." mysta said with an innocent look on his face. he looked quite dumb standing there with his pillows taped to him and his hat standing proudly on his head as he held a dictionary and a toothbrush with one hand.

"why am i not surprised. im going back to bed, in the morning we dont speak of this, it was just a nightmare we all had, okay? okay, goodnight and farewell." vox said as he turned around and walked back up the stairs, his voluptuous ass cheeks clapping in his lorax boxers.