I Want to be on Cloud 9 with You -- Skephalo

Normal Days

-TRIGGER WARNINGS ARE IN THE DESCRIPTION-

ew I hate quackhalo

Skeppy and Bad are the bestest friends on the server. Nothing more, just best friends that, uh, are very clingy to each other, and-
Okay, fine. Maybe Skeppy and Bad have a little crush on each other. For now, they are just best friends. For now.

It's a very special relationship. Wouldn't you become attached to someone who picked on you and started trolling you and your server?

"Baaaad." Skeppy groaned.

"What?"

"Can we please go inside now. I swear my clothes are going to light on fire."

Skeppy and Bad were clearing flowers away from their mansion. It was conveniently very hot that day, and Skeppy's beanie was becoming soaked by sweat.

"A couple more minutes, Skeppy." Bad replied, keeping his eyes low to avoid the sun's glare.

Skeppy groaned again. He was starting to see things he shouldn't. Hallucinating, if you must. But he knew for sure he shouldn't be seeing water transpirate off of the flowers resting in his friend's arms.

"Bad, its hot as fuck and you know it." He was starting to get grumpy.

"Language." Bad muttered, "Fine, since you want to go in so bad, then go."

Skeppy sighed, "Then you're coming with me, Baldy. You're the one wearing all black."

Bad huffed back at Skeppy, "I'm not as hot as you are, Skeppy."

"Aw, thanks Bad. But you don't need to be so flirty. I'm just inviting you inside with me." Skeppy giggled.

"That's not what I ment, muffinhead. I mean I can survive the heat better than you." Bad giggled as well.

Skeppy rolled his eyes and started to drag Bad back to the mansion.

Well, there was fire in front of the mansion.

Skeppy screamed with the bits of energy he had. He jumped behind Bad, as if the fire was about to throw a punch or something.

Bad sighed in frustration. He grabbed his water bucket, and tried to put out the fire. It worked, but Bad blinked and the water was gone.

He looked at Skeppy, whose expression was a traumatised look, "Never again am I going outside if it's this hot out. Bad, I hate the fact you were born in the nether so you're apparently 'used to the heat'."

"It's not even my fault! I can barely tell the difference between normal temperature and this temperature right now." Bad crossed his arms.

"Bad, your face is so damp. You're hot."

"Oh SkEpPy yOu dOn'T nEeD tO bE sO fLiRtY," Bad mocked Skeppy.

Just then, there was footsteps coming down from the wooden stair pathway. Skeppy looked up and saw a man, shorter than him, with a beanie on labeled LAFD.

"Bad! Bad!! BadBoyHalo!!"

Bad met with Quackity's eyes, "Quackity you muffinhead, why are you wearing a beanie?"

"Bad please, you need to come to my house tomorrow. Its SUPER important. Please!!" Quackity begged.

Skeppy didn't like how this man randomly came down their property, knows Bad's name, and asked him to go over to his house tomorrow.

"Ugh, fine potato." Bad rolled his eyes

The man then ran back up the steps, his hand now occupied with a compass.

Skeppy asked, "Who was that?"

Bad smiled, "Oh, just my friend Quackity. Now let's go inside."