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SMG3's soft spot

      SMG3 had been visiting SMG4 on the daily. Ever since he started working on the video, SMG3 did his best to try and convince SMG4 to get out of his room, which was trashed with broken keyboards, trash bags, papers and energy drink cans. Every now and then, the crew could hear him throwing some things around in his room, sometimes throwing glass at the door. It startled SMG3 who would visit with Egg-Dog. Although, something felt a bit off, this time around.

    "Four...I was just wondering if you wanted to uhm...play tf2..? Er- uhm..you know I-I got a new hat..." He fiddled with the black hat in his hands, feeling around it anxiously. No response. SMG3 sighed as he sat down against the door. "I should've
known you wouldn't care. You...you never do. It's that...stupid video. You're hooked on it and it's making you act weird and I don't like it one bit. I don't like this new you." He admitted as he rested his face in his knees. "The new you hurts your friends, ignores them, and crashes their best friends birthday party. I don't know what's going on with you, but I'm just saying now, stop acting like such a bitch and apologize to everyone!!" He raised his voice at the end of his sentence.

    SMG3 sat against the door for multiple hours on end. He and Meggy had agree to take shifts, watching the door, but it was screwed up and scrapped for a little while since SMG3 was dedicated to get Four out of his room.

   "SMG3, why don't you take a break for awhile..." Meggy rubbed her eyes as she walked up the stairs. "It's three in the morning..."
   "It's just...I wanna make sure he's okay..."
     "He's probably fine now that he blew off some steam a few days ago. Just go home for a bit, eh?" Meggy offered. SMG3 shook his head, blinking a few times.
   "No he's...you don't understand!" He teared up slightly.
     "I understand plenty, three. You care for him. I do too. Go home and rest. You need it...especially with those bags under your eyes..." Meggy slightly chuckled. "No offense, though."
   "None taken. Thanks, Meg." SMG3 picked up Egg-Dog and walked off to the door. "I'll see you tomorrow."
   "See ya."

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Authors note-Sorry I didn't write or upload stories for a bit!! I'm busy with school and my birthday is tomorrow so it's extra stressful :,) but I'm super glad you guys enjoy my stories. It means a lot. There's more to come. I promise. Take this wholesome oneshot as an apology ❤️