pranking time! // woodblock oneshots

your happiness

[ woody-focus ]
[ february 5 2023 , 1k+ words ]

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Woody was quietly in bed. He couldn't sleep, cause he felt too scared. He knew well Blocky was just on the room beside his own— wait, why is he thinking about him?

Blocky, the red building block, that's what is on the balsa wood's mind right now. If he was sure,, didn't they compete for 8..10 years? He forgot, and he didn't bother to count. Within those years, Woody and Blocky didn't have the best friendship. Blocky would kick him, and he was scared whenever the red object was near. He didn't like the kicking.

If you told the past Woody that their friendship grew stronger, he would never believe it. And he still doesnt. How was it possible? Well, that didn't matter, and it was best if he just fell asleep. He closed his eyes, and took a good rest.

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Woody woke up earlier, however. That was his schedule. He's still a bit paranoid, so he wakes up early, just in case. Yet, he doesn't know what to do, so he just prepares for the day..

Tick tock, tick tock.

It's already 8am. There wasn't anything to do other than just stay at home quietly— or go on a walk. Seeing others is a bit scary, but what could he do, anyway? He slowly opened his door and went outside.

The fresh air, it's soothing.. One could easily spot other people,, like Gelatin and Lollipop! Even Taco, too! Maybe he would see the others who moved to TPOT..

With that off the thought, Woody eventually saw Blocky. Even though he was still a little scared, he felt weird. It's like his heart was fluttering. He would have walked up to him, but he was talking to his friends.

The group, which consisted of Blocky, Pen, Eraser, and Snowball. Maybe Coiny was apart too, but he wasn't there.

They were talking, or laughing? It was hard to tell  from such far away. Woody was then slightly shocked by the sound of footsteps coming towards him. It seems to be Taco.

"Hey, Woody!" She said. The balsa wood raised his hand as a simple wave. "What's going on?" She asked in a simple questoning tone, possibly out of interest. Woody mumbled out a little noise, but you could hear it.

"Wah wah..!" He said, then pointed at Blocky. "About Blocky? What are you trying to say?" "Well... Wah wah— wah wah!" Even though he said a proper word, it was still hard to understand. Technically, only Four understood Woody, so you just gotta understand him by the actions and words he can actually say. All Taco knew is that he was talking about Blocky.

Taco had an idea, maybe it would help her, too. She grabbed out a notepad and a pencil. Why did she have those anyway?

"If I can't understand you, why don't you just write your words? It'll be easier to understand." Taco said as she gave him the items and started to wait patiently. Allowing Woody to take his sweet, sweet time.

It took up a few minutes, but Taco thought that it was fine. She allowed him to take his sweet, sweet time. She checked her phone once, or twice, probably due to waiting. Eventually, he was done writing.

He passed it to Taco quietly, then she read it. Woody's handwriting wasn't the best, but atleast you could understand it. "Oh, you wanted to talk with Blocky?" Woody nodded, yet didn't respond. "But.. he was hanging out with his other friends, I see."

"Well, if you wanted to, we could hang out!" Woody wanted to interact with Blocky more.. but atleast he has Taco as company. That's better than no one, isn't that right?

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Woody was actually quite glad that he hanged out with Taco. Sure, they did see some people while walking down the soft road, but it felt more comfortable with someone he actually knew.

Suddenly, some weird noise came from Taco's phone.. "Sorry, that was my alarm. Looks like I got to go. See you!" Taco said, and then she went. Woody didn't know what to do anymore.. but maybe he could check on Blocky!

...Actually, nevermind. He'll just go home. It's close to Lunch-time, anyway..

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He just had a nice sandwich. He was scared of cooking, since he thought he may not do well and it burns everything. No one likes that. He would probably need more food later, but it wasn't like he can cook or bake something. He'll just buy a snack, then.

He went outside once more, in hope to see Blocky. Blocky and his several corners, the smooth red-painted wooden texture, the way Blocky sounds, how Blocky would speak to him, ah, he was truly excited.

Luckily, he wasn't occupied anymore! Instead, he was probably thinking something. A prank, possibly? With that aside, Woody walked up slowly and quietly to Blocky. "Wah wah!"

"Oh, hey Woodster! Whatcha doing?" Blocky asked, in that lovely voice Woody truly felt safe... or is that the wrong term? "Ah.. Wah wah!" He simply said cheerfully to the other.

For a little moment, Blocky took that moment to think and had a great idea. "Hey, wanna prank someone?"

If you were to be close to someone you try to be close with.. he had to accept. He'll just make sure  it is not entirely by him.. or by him at all.

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He simply had a little help with the prank Blocky did, to get materials or record the scene. He doesn't like do prank, but the other does!

They cut balloony's string into half, simply. It was not to kill him, luckily he didn't die, but to make him fly. Wonder where he is now, in space, possibly? Would Black Hole be there?

Actually, he's probably gonna die.. unfortunately. Luckily, they have Four! He'll just ask Four to recover Balloony later.

"—This program.. was brought to you.. by Blocky's Funny Doings.. International." The voice said while Blocky edited the clip quick so that he could post it right away.

Blocky uploaded it to his program. He probably enjoys that.. and if he is happy, Woody is too.

Sometimes, to stay friends with someone, you have to make sure their happiness is more important than yours. Can't make sure Blocky feels bad, that might ruin something... it's better than being kicked multiple times, right?

Woody isn't sure, but it doesn't matter.