SMG4 ONESHOTS BOOK

💔 Haunted 💔

ANGST ANGST ANGST
I thought of this one during class, and I thought it's a neat idea. Now suffer, my friends. /lh
(This happens after Revelations Arc)

Trigger Warning: Panic Attack

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The sun was setting. Around this time, the dead memes already get prepared for bed. SMG3 usually watches over them to make sure they get home safe. It wasn't any different this evening... for the dead memes at least. 3 was scavenging around the graveyard to see if anyone needed his help with packing up for the day. It felt odd to him that he didn't see many of the ugandan knuckles around today, mainly because he usually sees a dozen of them come up to him whenever he goes out to get coffee.

3 started wondering: Where are they even? Did they go back to the living realm or something? No.. they can't have. He kept rummaging around the place in order to find them. He started going faster, searching nearly everywhere. It was already nearing night time. Just around that moment, he spotted one of them nearby with a top hat. It was hopping around in a circle.

3 smiled and waved at it. "Hey Terrance! It's been a while."

The knuckles turned over and stared at him.

3: "What? .. Anyhow, where were you and your clanmates? I haven't seen you guys all day."

It slowly started skipping away.

Maybe he didn't notice me, he thought. "Hey, it's me, SMG3! Lord of the Internet Graveyard! You know... the guy you and the other lads attacked as soon as he arrived."

It skipped away faster.

3 paused. Am I doing something wrong? He swears that he wouldn't do anything that made them uncomfortable, so why are they distancing themselves from him? Especially Terrance, his son. He blinked for a moment, watching the knuckles scuttle off. Wait, that can't be Terrance, because he's... 3 quickly bolted away, rushing to locate the cemetery. Is it a prank? Can they actually come back? Is something happening?

He halted at the sight of the other ugandan knuckles surrounding the coffin. So many of them around it, talking amongst one another. The one with the top hat that he saw earlier had just arrived there too. There was also music playing and lights shining all over. What are they doing? What's... happening.... The sound and visuals filled the area. They were echoing and piercing 3's eyes and ears. Click, click, flicker, ring, tap, whistle, bang, DING, CLICK, JINGLE, TAP, CLICK, CLICK, CLICK, CLICK. He hurriedly opened a portal to the mushroom kingdom and sprinted in. 3 raced and didn't turn back. As he was doing that, he saw lights appear near the trees. They flashed and clicked all around him. It just made him scurry even faster, his eyes tearing up.

3 started shouting. "LEAVE ME ALONE.. LEAVE ME ALONE!!"

The noises just kept getting louder, and the images got more frightening. The wind appeared to be very strong, sending many sticks and leaves flying around as he kept running and running. RUSTLE, CLICK, SNAP, CRACK. It seemed like there was no end. Flashbacks now started attacking him, memories of everyone he has been with. Everything started to become incomprehensible. He was also getting very exhausted. 3 was so out of focus that he crashed into a tree that was right in front of him. That was when his rush was put to an end.

He sat down next to it. His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his chest. His breathing was also very abnormal. Everything was also so blurry to him with the littlest of noises still getting a scare out of him. He pushed his back against the tree and covered his face, and he began to sob. Everything was so overwhelming. Do I deserve this? Is this what I get for everything I've done? For using that anti-meme magic? For letting him sacrifice his life?..

Just then, 3 sensed a familiar bark. Something was also rubbing against his leg with a little top hat. It whimpered and rested upon it. He uncovered his face to see his little lad, Eggdog. 3 completely forgot that he had placed him on his back before the scavenge. Eggdog kept leaning on 3's leg and frowned at him. His heart rate and breathing started plodding down, tears still rolling down his face. The atmosphere became much calmer with the trees rustling in the wind and the sparkly stars starting to shine in the sky. 3 placed his hand on Eggdog's back and caressed it gently, relaxing.

3: ".....Thanks.. son."

Eggdog then hopped up on 3's lap and nuzzled his chest. 3 chuckled a bit, his voice strained from shouting and crying so much. He gently lifted Eggdog up and held him to his face. They just rested under the tree for a while, enjoying each other's company. As much as he might not want to admit it, he needs Eggdog in his life. The little lad is what makes him happy to wake up and watch over his home for the day. Eggdog also made it bearable there. Without him, the loss of Terrance would have been a lot harder to get through.

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(885 words)