Lore Inaccurate SMG34!

Part 14: Unblinding Darkness

SMG4's POV:

"What's your idea...?" I asked. My voice shaked slightly out of genuine fear, because Meggy's ideas can change people's perspectives for the rest of their lives, if she wanted them to.

Before she could answer my question, we heard footsteps approach, getting louder and louder and sounding angry.

Take a wild guess who it was! Someone who really likes spaghetti and hates when things can't go his way...

"WHAT DID YOU TELL HIM?" our red friend demanded. He was livid.

"R-relax, I just told him why you "wanted SMG3 out of your way" so much...!" confessed a very awkward Meggy.

I think Mario was too overwhelmed at that moment to do anything. And, since he's the nicest guy I've ever met, also didn't punch Meggy in the face. That's something SMG3 would do...

Maybe I should get my mind of SMG3.

But, at the same time, what's the point if I've already confessed to myself?

Only then did I realise I said those last two parts out loud, and that both were looking at me in confusion.

"Aaaanyway..." went Meggy.

"Mario's not going to hurt you. Mario's actually happy you did that. Thank you Meggy!" and Mario proceeded to hug her, very very happy indeed that his little fanfic was coming true.

After all, Mario is the ruler of everything.

Me and Meggy kinda just stood there in shock that Mario didn't want to cry or hurt us, but we went along with the opportunity, and Meggy said
"You're welcome!"

"Wait, Meggy, what was your idea?" I asked, retouching the subject I really didn't want to go into. But I thought it, too late!

"Oh, right! Come with me, you'll see!"

And after that, we followed her on a little walk.

On the way there, she didn't say anything. She just marched forward, chin high, a grin on her face and looking really confident!

In all fairness, I'm pretty excited for wherever we're going, and why we're going there.

I don't know about Mario though, he's trailing behind pretty slowly, looking quite scared for whatever reason. Why wouldn't he trust Meggy?

On the way there, I realised this was the way back to where I parked my camper.

"Meggy, I was excited, but if we're going to see SMG3, I wouldn't recommend it. He needs time alone, I can see his recovery when he's not around other people."

"Oh, you'll see!"

She continued marching in the same order as she was before, leading us all the way there.

The only thing that interrupted her flow was her looking at her phone and seeing new tweets from Studio MDHR and those tally hall fan pages...

She reminds me of someone else here, but I can't think who. I don't have a friend who likes those things...

Maybe somebody controlling us?

We finally arrive, and I tell her what she's doing is a bad idea for the last time.

But she doesn't believe me.

Meggy's POV:

I opened the door, not actually expecting it to be unlocked because of how paranoid 3 is.

4 then reminded me he hasn't got an extra key and just forgot to lock the house, which means 3 was left here alone in a very vulnerable state.

If I had a cent for every time someone referred to 3 as being "in a vulnerable state", I'd probably be rich by now.

Although, when I walked in the front room, things were not as expected whatsoever.

Smashed windows, plates broken, furniture ripped apart, paintings snapped and off the walls, wallpaper ripping off...

There was even blood.

In the corner of the room sat SMG3. He was unconscious.

"Do you think it's a good idea NOW?" I said, hint of sarcasm and loads of passive aggressiveness in my tone.

"YOU BASTARD IT'S NOT THE TIME FOR JOKES..." yelled Meggy.

I realised she was right, and everything here was dead serious. I was just in disbelief for a moment.

"What do you think happened here?!" I shouted, tears forming in my eyes.

Mario was in the corner, whimpering like a dog, extremely scared.

I went over to him and hugged him, saying it was all going to be alright and we'll figure this out.

In the meantime, Meggy started looking around for clues of either a suicide or a murder.

"Meggy, don't you think we should check if he's ALIVE first?" I rhetorically asked. I only realised then how much this hurt me to look at, and the fact he could be dead kicked in.

"NOW, PLEASE!" I demanded through tears, scaring her.

She went over, felt for a pulse and sighed.

"He's still alive, just unconscious. We need to call an ambulance."

"I haven't got the insurance at the moment to cover the hospital costs-"

"I DON'T CARE! Do it now!"

Whilst we were arguing, Mario stayed even more scared and I was surprised he hadn't ran away yet.

"All Mario wanted was for his favourite ship to be true..." Mario muttered.

"It's going to be okay Mario, we're calling an ambulance now."

And so we did, we called one and moved SMG3 flat on his back, checking for regular heart beats and making sure he wasn't bleeding anywhere.

But he was, on the back of his head.