Recently, SMG3 hasn't been feeling the greatest. Something tickled in his stomach and throat. He couldn't quite place what it could be, he didn't care. All that mattered was him spending time with his best friend, SMG4.
SMG3 woke up on a bright and sunny morning in the internet graveyard. His eyes fluttered open as Eggdog laid by his side. He smiled as he patted the dog. "I'll get your water in a second, okay, boy?" SMG3 stood up as he walked over to grab a water bowl for Egg-Dog. The faucet handle squeaked as he turned the cold water on. He then placed the water bowl in the corner for the pup. Today was going to be a tiring day, though. It wouldn't be calm like it is now. A long day awaited SMG3, SMG4 and the crew.
-The Showgrounds/Castle- SMG3 sat at the table with the rest of the crew, silently keeping his thoughts to himself. "SMG3, do you have any ideas?" SMG4 shot a glance at SMG3. He looked up at the rest of the crew, who now had their eyes on him. He shook his leg anxiously. "I uh...no I don't have any ideas." SMG4 pinched the bridge of his nose. "Great. That's just great."
SMG4 stood up and pushed his chair in, and continued to walk to his room, which he then slammed the door. SMG3 flinched at the sound.
"SMG3, don't feel bad. He's just in a bad mood lately." Meggy said while putting her feet on the table. Saiko nodded as she held Tari close.
"Yeah! He's just...tired...I think. Yeah!" Tari smiled as she pushed her index fingers together. SMG3 sighed and put his head on the table.
"You're probably right, Tari." SMG3 brushed his fingers through his hair. "I just wish he'd be a little...happier. Y'know? It's not really normal for him to be this mad...unless..." "Don't worry, Three. SMG4 isn't stuck on the video again...I'm sure he isn't." Meggy smiled reassuringly. "Does it still bother you?" "What? It doesn't! I don't know what you're talking about." SMG3 crossed his arms. The crew shot a look at SMG3.
"Mario may not be the smartest person in the room, but he knows when you lie." Mario said, slightly smiling. God, he hated that smile. "Tell the whole truth. It bothers you thinking about what happened at the whole castle, right? Or is my last brain cell not working?"
"Dammit. Fine. It still bothers me. I don't want him stuck on that fucking video again. It already scared me enough that he was willing to risk his life for that video, and I know for sure he was thinking about dropping me in the pit."
"But he didn't." Meggy said. "He needs you." She smiled warmly at SMG3
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"If you're so sure..." SMG3 sighed.
"Listen, SMG3. This crew needs you. Why can't you accept that?" "Who would want me?" He pinched the bridge of his nose angrily. "You guys only just say that to make me feel better." "No we aren't, SMG3." Saiko stood up with her hands on the table. "Okay. Fine. Whatever. You can tell me that you need me, but I know the truth. You don't need me." Before anyone could stop him, SMG3 hopped through a portal to the internet graveyard, and quickly closed it behind him."
"DAMMIT! SMG3!! GET BACK HERE!" Saiko yelled out. Tari covered her ears. Saiko looked back and was quick to comfort Tari by giving her a kiss on the cheek and a hug.
"You guys are soooo gay." Bob blurred out. "Shut it, virgin." Saiko gave an angry look to Bob. "Hey, are you okay? I didn't mean to frighten you." Saiko whispered in a soft tone to Tari as she caressed her cheek.
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SMG3 sat on the couch with Egg-Dog as he tried to calm himself down. Egg-Dog seemed worried for SMG3, so he snuggled up close to him to comfort him, but SMG3 was quick to push him away. "I need space, god dammit!" SMG3 yelled out. Egg-Dog whimpered as he was pushed to the floor. SMG3 blinked for a few seconds before walking away. He just didn't care. He needed time alone.
A few hours later, SMG3 came out of his room, and he searched around for Egg-Dog frantically, until he spotted the dog in the corner. "Egg-Dog! There you are!" He crouched down and looked at Egg-Dog, who was shaking with fear in the corner. He looked away from SMG3. "Oh...yeah...right. Look, I'm sorry for what I did to you earlier. I never meant to hurt you. I was just...upset." Egg-Dog continued to face away. SMG3 really felt bad for the way he treated Egg-Dog a few hours ago. "I know you're scared. I'd be scared if I was you, but I promise that it won't happen again." He reached his hand out, hoping the dog would jump onto it, but he did the complete opposite and stayed in the corner. He sighed and stood up. "You don't have to forgive me now. Talk to me when you're ready."
Suddenly, SMG3 felt a pain in his stomach and in his throat, causing him to fall to the floor. He punched his chest to try and help him breathe. He coughed multiple times, until he painfully coughed up what looked like blood and rose petals. It continued on for another 5 minutes until he could finally breathe again. He picked up one of the petals, covered in a bit of blood, and he examined it. This wasn't normal at all, and it was hella creepy that this was happening to him. Egg-Dog was quick to rush by SMG3's side to take care of him. The dog sniffed the blood and petals on the floor, then he backed up.
"Gross, isn't it? I don't know why or how this happened but this is fucking disgusting. I've gotta have some sort of infection or something. Just...stay away from this area...please." He moved Egg-Dog off to the side as he gathered the rose petals up in his gloved-hands. The blood is for sure gonna leave stains. He has to hide this from the crew, though. They might catch it and blame SMG3. Hopefully this won't get any worse.
