CW//minor swearing (and potential other warnings I'll add in the chapter)
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Hello! this is for my stories I write that aren't SMG34/Memebomb related (or where the pairing isn't a main focus in the writing). I probably won't use this book a whole lo...
SMG3 sat at a desk, he had on a large wizard hat, looking at the teacher explaining a school exam to him and the others with high interest. He held onto his wizard wand with great anticipation as he listened.
This was gonna be worth a good chunk of their grade, so they couldn't mess this up! The students had to listen to the teacher so they knew what they had to do.
Finally, when the teacher was done talking, Three took the moment he had to cast a spell. Maybe he'll finally pass this time!
He said the magic words, casting it in front of his desk for the teacher to see.
BAM!
After a quick and bright blue light went, he looked down to see… an egg… dog? An Eggdog! He proudly looked at the creature, it turning to him with a happy yip.
The teacher was impressed, too! The dog seemed to be happy in Three's presence, the creature making an attempt to get to Three, though it was too little to manage.
Three chuckled, picking the dog up and holding it in the air. All the little dog could do was wag its tail, enthusiastic to be held.
Three softly put the animal down, turning his attention back to his teacher. His teacher now had a trophy… for him! He's getting a trophy!
He was about to grab the trophy, but suddenly…
"Hey!!" A voice called, Three and the teacher turning to who it was.
SMG4, the popular kid in Meme School. Three would be lying if he said he wasn't jealous of him. What was he going to do now to mess this moment up for him?
Three was helpless as Four then began to show off what he could do.
BAM!
Another quick and bright blue light went by. Except this time, a creepy Eggdog with a full body appeared. The beast Four created made a blast at his creation, making the Eggdog he created to blow up.
Three lost all interest in the trophy, whether he was still earning it or not. All he could stare at was the cooked egg now on the ground, taking place of the Eggdog he created…
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Three was helpless, standing in front of the coffin for his former helper/pet/son Terrance. He kept his head held down, holding the hat that Terrance would wear.
He paid no attention to anything else but the photo he had on the coffin. It was him and Terrance, hanging out together.
Three gave a shaky sigh. All he could do was silently sob as he kept his gaze on the picture. He just wishes he didn't sacrifice Terrance, one of the first things to make him happy.
One of the first things.
He suddenly felt a nudge against his leg. It felt… round? What could be small and round rubbing against his leg?
He gave a sniff, looking down to see the creature below him. He gave a gasp when he saw what was below him.
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"Egg… Eggdog? I-is that really you?" Three whispered, dropping to his knees in disbelief. The dog gave a soft bark, quickly running up to lay on Three's lap.
Three didn't question. He continued to cry as he pet the creature now laying on his lap. But now, they were more happy tears.
