' 𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚢𝚜 ' 𝙏𝙎 𝙭 𝙏𝘾 (𝘿𝙖𝙁𝙖𝙦𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙢 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨)

' No..nononono.. '

TW: bit of angst, lots of fluff. 

Because of the recent episodes, we're around episode 62, and all the upgrades and stuff have happened, like the car utility, the skibidi toilets with the speaker men and cameramen body, speaker men have recruited back their group again and cameramen have the specialized repair equipment. S.R.E (Specialized Repair Equipment) Toilets with the body's with be identified as S.B.D (Skib Body Danger).

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MISSION LOG,  LOADING

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Camera #1472 tape recording loading...

The cameraman was standing ONTOP of the car with the Specialized stun ray, gunning down some basic level (green level) skibidi's. The Green level population was down by a massive amount, but that wasn't great because the scrapped Green levels were being reused. 

The Cameraman was suddenly struck by something, a.. Skibidi with a body? (Shit, they're fucking disassembling us? )

The recording stops, the towering Tv man standing above the three cameraman, all cameraman ran fast and slid through the base, immediately shouting to tell their boss, but he wasn't there. 

CAMERAMAN TITANS POV:

I tackled G-man, before violently getting slammed into by the fucking eye lasers, whatever the hell they were it hit by core, then I slid back, nearly falling over from Speaker-man randomly jumping onto The G-man's head and making his laser go everywhere. 

I spring back by using my jetpack, and tackle Speaker-man off before a large laser nearly obliterated us BOTH. Speaker man stares at me angrily before he slams me down ONTOP of him, and rolling me off of him. 

A loud sound ruptured the air, I struggled for a moment to take out a pair of headphones, but it was a awful bit to late as I now had two vision, and had to resort to covering my visors with my own hands, then the sound stopped.

I heard a loud rumble, then a drop. I push myself up spinning around to flip on my back, then standing up without having a second thought and looking around, having to turn right seeing G-man on the ground. I stumble over with a limp, leaning against Speaker-man, before he then actually PUSHED ME OVER, and I tipped forward, nearly falling. But then I caught onto G-man's head, feeling a cold metal, and taking a good look at it. A fucking robot.

I was then pushed down by a massive weight, a loud crumbling sound crushing through any other sound in the air, everything going black. I hear a sound piercing screech, followed by more weight being pressed against me then taken off, and being pulled out from what I think was debris, everything hurt and my visors were ruptured, I couldn't hear a thing let alone feel anything else but the fire crippling against wires from now broken cameras. Speaker man had pulled me out, and was calling for a repair crew, I felt safe, somewhat. Being held in his arms. 

I simply tip my head back, pushing myself more into The speaker-man's grasp, and letting the flames across my half broken self be put out by soft speaker static. Not a word was said, or to be said in this horrifying moment. If I was pulled out any later from under the debris I would have probably would have burned to death, or maybe been compressed to death. Speaker man tightly pulls me up, carrying me back to the base. 

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Short time skip back to the base.

I was surrounded by a repair crew, sitting in the chair with Speaker-man holding my numb hand as I stared up to the ceiling, my broken gear being taken off and removed from what felt like had crisped into my flesh. I squeezed speaker and hand, wincing in a bit of pain. Only chokes of pain and gasps of air were heard from me, dust and specks of debris filled what I thought was my filtering system, making it hard to breathe. What was left of my camera equipment that they haven't was simply, wires. 

Speaker man stared at me with sadness. Speaker man felt as it was his fault that I was crushed by debris, and he hadn't warned me. I don't think it was anyone's fault, I think we killed G-man, right...? I'd have to ask my camera crew, but I'm to tired to do so, I generally just hope we did, and that Speaker-man is alright.

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SPEAKERMAN TITAN POV:

I sat in a chair across from Cameraman, our fingers intertwined together, I didn't care anymore about it being open, whatever it was. I purely beg for cameraman to be Alright, those traumatizing injuries, yet he's still muscling through it, probably why I look up to him and love him. It's hard to let go of someone, especially to the fact I love the hell out of him and wish this didn't happen, especially to the fact I could have even warned him of this happening.

I closed my eyes, tilting my head away from the sad sight, before feeling a weight get pressed against the upper half of my body, mainly my thighs, torso and shoulders, I open my eyes, looking in front of me to see Cameraman laying his camera chin on my shoulder, carefully leaning over me. 

He grabbed both of my hands, holding then while staring into my eyes. Both of us had similar feelings, we just didn't know how to express it, aside from physical touch. I return the affection back by leaning into Cameraman, then the Cameraman repair crew around us said everything was fine, it was mainly the gear that was effected. So.. I may have taken the chance to pick him up, and head to the empty room one of us usually take turns resting in. I walk quietly to a corner of the room, sitting down with cameraman sitting on my lap, facing me.

He had his legs wrapped around my lower torso and his hands holding both of mine. He seemed to be asleep, which was great  to the fact he desperately needed rest. I simply didn't move from where I was, letting him get the rest he both needed and desired. Which made me happy, him being.. well rested, healthy. I don't know. Something about this moment made me extremely happy, and I too closed my eyes, listening to his steady breathing and heart rate.

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Hehe, hope you guys enjoyed his one!

(1055 words :3)