Days went on from that certain event. The two became closer more than ever before. Both would be together whether it was games or wanting to be close to each other out of boredom. They were reliant and dependent to each other like a brotherly bond but neither of them noticed what was going on between them. They weren't focused on the plan as they gotten distracted by each other's company so much they even slept together once on the couch. Bob's face was priceless as he saw them and Bosip took a picture to treasure with Bofo.
Right now as I narrate this paragraph Bowaev and Bobal made a twitch stream together to have fun. It was mostly Minecraft videos and Roblox ones but they were having a blast together so regardless it was fun anyway. The more they spent time together the more Boder got left out a lot only for Bobot to be with him everyday. Bobot was not the only one who was not aware of Bowaev's strange addiction to Bobal instead of Boder. He decided to do a little snooping around Bobal's place and hear though the walls. He walked to his room and removed his helmet placing it on the bed before going back running gently to hear Bobal out. He needed to know what were those two up to. He put his hand on the wall making a cup between his ear and began listening.
"I GOT ENOUGH OF YOU TRYING TO MANIPULATE ME WITH THAT INSINCERE SYRUPY SWEETNESS OF YOURS. AT LEAST NOW WE CAN SEE THE REAL YOU." "THIS IS NOT THE REAL ME I'M SWEET AND TRUSTWORTHY." The younger retorted back with his fist balling down in anger with his face scrunched up with prolonged eye contact with the 19 year old. Bobal crossed his arms and scoffed "Stop acting like this already we can do this tomorrow." As he slapped a stack of money on the desk. "Why don't you use that turncoat Boder to go out with him maybe? You can clear your thoughts and might get him back just be assertive showing that he shall have no one since you have him." He replied tapping away with his mouse sitting down on his gaming chair. "Don't you dare say that he'll be sad." Retorted Bowaev with a stern voice. Bobal turned his chair facing him and sighed "He might as well be imploding and dreading already for you though." "I thought you promised me one thing AND THAT IS NOT MENTIONING THE PLAN HERE?!" the younger freaked pointing his hands on the door. "Stop being so excessive aggressive they won't hear us when we raise our voices just try to stay calm." Bobal went up and patted his back softly before leading him to his pc that showed his avatar collection he made. "Let's be relaxed for now. I'll make the brownies while you wait. Go ahead and play.on.your.account. Before I go prissy on you." He sawed his eyes on him then ruffled his hair going out. Bobot crossed his arms and pretended he didn't hear anything and turned away from Bobal's door as he went out.
"Plan? What plan? What are those two scheming?" He asked himself
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Why do I envy? I shouldn't care.. Balbotder
FanfictionEver since they were made from pixels. Bobal never gave empathy or sympathy for anyone except his friends. They were the only people who was family to him and he accepts it but never expressed it towards his friends. Later he developed some urge to...
