Disconnected (SockSMP AU)

New Beginings

"How long has it been?" L4FF tapped his foot against the edge of his cell. Meme didn't know if he was genuinely curious or if he just wanted to figure out who was visiting him this time.

This time, as if to say there were more then two options. Meme groaned.

"You've been locked up for six months now," Meme said before adding sarcastically, "happy anniversary. I'm sorry I forgot cake."

No matter what it was for, he always fell for it. He didn't know if it was out of pity or what.

L4FF paused his stride.

"I'm surprised you keep coming, Meme, you know better then almost everyone how much damage I can cause," L4FF said. Meme's hand reflexively reached to his scar on his face and the eye he could no longer see out of completely. L4FF couldn't know that he was the sole reason Meme was half-blind, yet the words seemed to dictate as such. Meme resisted fixing his glasses, he didn't know how good the cyborg's hearing was and how much more machine then man he was. Even now seeming stronger then he was, was a priority.

L4FF took the silence as an opportunity to continue, "did you wish Nadwe a late happy birthday from me?"

"I wouldn't take orders from you and I'm sure Nadwe didn't care either way," Meme scowled.

Nadwe's birthday was an awkward affair to say the least. He always had to share the celebration with Tbh when they were both younger, since they had the same birthday. This was the first year with only Nadwe and no Tbh...

"So what's happening in the outside world?"

"Last I checked you didn't seem to care."

"Hey, it's better then the silence."

It was better then the silence, the judging silence that L4FF seemed to embody.

"Right. Let's see..." Meme took a deep breath in. Then sighed.

"Well, a lot has happened. Nadwe's 15 now, so he had to rename the 14-year-old gang. But then he kept messing up, so he just changed the name back despite still being 15. Me and Wictoria had another wedding, this time without the mass destruction. That was nice. And funerals too. It was nice getting that sense of peace. Muffin is still scarred from... Whatever you did to him. We try to help him but he doesn't let us. We just let Nadwe see him as much as possible, that always calms him down for a bit. Until Nadwe's chaos hits Muffin's breaking point, but Nad's been good at stopping to calm him down. And Woolf is still coping with his lack of hand. Getting him rehabilitated has been hard but," Meme smiled, "it's been worth it to see him happy." Meme took a deep breath and sighed.

"The server just... It seems a lot more empty now with Socks and Tbh gone, and Dino still missing," Meme said before adding as an afterthought, "and you in prison."

"I mean, that's four people out of.. How many was it? Thirteen? I can't remember anymore. You should try being in prison without anyone to talk to for six months, see how you do," L4FF said bitterly, "Muffin couldn't even last a few days in solitude without going insane. Of course the white walls helped, at least you've given me the luxury of a comfortable cell."

So THAT'S what he did.

Meme felt sick.

"You may go now, FatMemeGod. I suppose you probably think the silence is better then my voice anyways. Others will come, even without your permission," L4FF said.

"WHAT!? Who!?"

"Now that would be telling."

Meme could almost see L4FFs smirk. That look of satisfaction. For all he knew, no one else came and L4FF just wanted to see him mad. Probably.

There was a beat of silence that L4FF didn't expect.

"Well, you probably think I'm lying anyways. Doesn't matter. You'll figure it out eventually," L4FF said.

"Are you lying?" Meme growled. L4FF just stayed silent.

Meme huffed and stormed off.

"Would you just shut up?" Nadwe slammed the book shut and glared at Woolfster, "what are you even doing here, man!?"

"What do you mean 'what am I doing'. It's a free country. I can walk wherever I so please. What are YOU doing, I thought you moved out of this place?" Woolf asked. Nadwe mockingly gasped.

"Hey! I moved back in, thank you very much!" Nadwe yelled. Muffin winced and put his hands on his ears.

"Hey! And now you're making Muffin sad. Go away, Woolf," Nadwe scolded. Woolf looked confused for a second, before walking off.

"Hey, Muff. You okay?" Nadwe said as he put on a more comforting big-brother face than the Woolfster hating one from seconds ago. He still didn't like Woolf, he just had bigger problems then a furry.

"Mm. Yeah. You're just... Loud," Muffin mumbled. Nadwe hugged the smaller boy.

"Alright, sorry. I forgot. You know how Woolf still riles me up," Nadwe chuckled nervously. It was true, Woolf just somehow seemed to push all of his buttons. But he needed to be careful around Muffin.

Nadwe thought back to the good old days. The times he spent with Muffin before... everything. Those two just caused chaos, not caring about what the others think about them. The only people who mattered were each other.

He missed those days. The days before L4FF ruined them.

But still, he thought of them with a bit of bitterness towards his past self. Sure, he and Muffin were closer but now he had a family. He had more people he could rely on. More friends. People bonded after life-or-death experiences after all. Heck, he's saved the world! If it wasn't for him, Meme wouldn't have been able to defeat L4FF.

Nadwe shook his head. It didn't matter about what happened then. He needed to worry about the now.

And the now was Muffin.

Blaza leaned on Oof's desk.

"What are you dra-"

"HOW DID YOU GET IN!?" The normally quiet man screamed. Blaza huffed and rolled his eyes.

"Through the door."

"My door is LOCKED!" Oof countered. That was true.

"I went through the door," Blaza insisted.

It took Oof a second. Then he scowled.

"If you broke down my door and walked through the remains of it..."

"You'll what?"

"Make you buy me a new door."

Fair enough. Blaza could buy him a new door.

"Okay but what are you drawing?" Blaza asked again. Oof sighed and turned around his notepad to face Blaza.

"It's us," Blaza said. Oof nodded.

"And Socks and Tbh and well everyone but L4FF. I wanted to do something for our six month anniversary of peace but I kept procrastinating so it's going to be a little late but..."

"It looks great, Oof! You're really improving! Not to say I thought you could improve on perfection before but wow!"

Oof blushed, "thanks."

Six months of peace, and yet none of them thought it could end. And unluckily for them, it was about to...