𝚂𝚖𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝟻

A Feeling

"Dear dairy, today...today I'm digging my own grave helping out an idiot in overalls," Smg3 mumbled under his breath as he wrote, "I worry for my survival..."

"You're such a drama queen," Smg4 rubbed his brow, "No one is going to die just because they had to watch over a kid."

"You look after her then if you're so smart,"

Smg4 only bit back his tongue and continued to mindlessly stare at his computer screen still trying to find clues about the predicament that was still sleeping in Smg3's arms; Smg3 was worried that she would only wake up and cry if he were to put her back in the basket.

But Smg3's nerves didn't stop him from taunting 4, "You know by the time you're finished, this kid will be old enough to graduate college." 

"Can you give me a break? I've been stuck to this computer practically all day," Smg4 slouched back in his chair, "I can't find anything."

"Well you're obviously looking in the wrong places," Smg3 scoffed, "You're taking too damn long and my arms are getting tired."

"You don't have to hold her you know,"

"You're right I don't, so you will."

"Wait what!?" Smg4 eyes widened as he looked back at Smg3 who now was behind him with the child in hand; just the sight of her sent chills down 4's spine.

"We're going to be here all day if you're the one doing all the work," Smg3 rolled his eyes, "Come on, "No one is going to die just because they had to watch over a kid."'

"L-listen I..." Smg4 gulped, "I-I'm so close, I-I can feel it."

Smg3 raised a brow; he always dismissed Smg4's childish whining but this time it brought him a grin to see this, "Are you...scared?"

"N-no!" Smg4 bit his tongue back again, "I'm not!"

"Holy shit, you're actually scared."

"L-look! I uh...I-" The sight of Smg3's grin made Smg4 feel even more fidgety than he already was so it caused him to spill, "I...I'm just...not as good at this sorta...thing."

"You're joking right?" Smg3's smug look was replaced with one of puzzlement, "I know you're not the best out there but considering Beeg Smg4 is still alive, you must be doing something right."

"Yeah well...even that's a hassle some days..." Smg4 scratched the back of his head, "I don't even know what I'm doing half the time..."

Smg3 paused in thought just seeing the pitible look on Smg4's face. As much as he didn't want to, Smg3 knew that these were one of the moments where he had to be the "good" friend again so he only caved in, "Well, I could...show you how."

"F-for real?" A hopeful spark entered Smg4's eyes, "You mean it?"

"D-Don't overthink this alright?" Smg3 hissed in between his teeth, "If you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you."

Smg4 still looked at Smg3 with eager eyes, "So, uh...what do I have to do?"

"Well for starters, can you try to relax a little? You can't do anything if you're stressed out all the time."

Smg4 only nodded in response as he tried to focus on the sound of his heart, it was like its own marching band but it only took him seconds to deafen the noise with a breath, "Alright, what now?"

Smg3 was taken by surprise with how serious 4 was so far, even if was something simple; He even took a quick breath himself for luck, "Alright, now just try to stay relaxed..."

"O-okay..." Smg4 held his breath, knowing what Smg3 was prepping himself to do. Smg3 looked down at the kid then back at 4 and then struck the nerve to slowly pass over the sleeping child into Smg4's weary arms. As Smg4 took the child he felt his heart begin to beat like a drum again but when he took one more glance at the kid, his heart became soft.

A smile slowly crept up on Smg4's face seeing how peaceful the child looked sleeping in his arms, "H-hey I'm doing it."

"Y-yeah, you really are." Smg3 couldn't help but feel a small smile of his own begin to show, "Not so scary now right?"

"I-I guess so..." Smg4 felt another wave of relief wash over him but the more he gazed at the kid's sleepy face, he began to feel something else too. He couldn't describe what the feeling was but it wasn't necessarily a bad feeling to feel.

"Okay, you're on babysitting duty while I go internet searching," Smg3 lightly pushed Smg4's office chair away from the desk noticing how Smg4 seemed to be completely fixated on the kid this time around. Smg3 could tell that he was feeling the same feeling he felt not too long ago but he only brushed it off for his own sake. Now Smg3 hopes that Smg4 would have the strength to brush it off as well.

It was dead of night, the silence was loud and the castle was still. Smg3's eyes began to wear themselves out as he stared into the pure white screen for who knows how long. Smg4 felt himself begin to tire as well but used to be the sleeping kid in his arms was now a lively baby so he couldn't even go to sleep if he tried.

Though he was tired, Smg4 couldn't help but smile down at the kid's babbling as she played with his overall straps, "Say 3... what time is it?"

"11 fucking pm," Smg3 rested his head on the keyboard, "I've looked everywhere...the dark web, the light web, and everything else but there's...nothing..."

Smg4's small smile disappeared, "Nothing at all?"

"Zero nothing..." Smg3 slowly turned to look at the bright-eyed child, "It's like she showed up out of nowhere..."

"We can't just give up," Smg4 subconsciously held the child closer to him, "She's got nowhere else to go..."

"Well...we can do one thing,"

"Which is?"

"We can send her to an orphanage...I'm sure they'll have room." Smg3 backed away from the desk to ease the tension in his neck, "It'll have to wait till morning though..."

"Right," Smg4 looked down at the kid who stared right up at him with those big blue eyes of hers just craving for his attention, "I'm assuming you're leaving then?"

"Well..." Smg3 rubbed the back of his neck, "I suppose I could...stay...just for tonight though."

Oh, thank God... Smg4 felt another wave of relief wash over him, "Thanks 3-"

"But I call sleeping on your bed."

"What- why?"

"You may have stolen my afternoon but you sure as hell not going to steal my beauty rest," Smg3 strolled past Smg4 to backflop himself down onto 4's small hideaway bed, "Please, this is the least you can do for me."

Smg4 wished he hadn't felt relief sooner, "Alright fine, but where am I supposed to sleep?"

"Who said you were going to sleep?" Smg3 snorted, "As long as that kid's awake, you're in for a long night, scrub."

Smg4 clicked his tongue, "Well...I didn't even want to sleep anyway."

"Yeah right, let's see how long you'll last without me..." Smg3 nestled himself into l bed preparing for a well-deserved rest but he secretly knew that it wouldn't last long anyway knowing how high-strung Smg4 could get but Smg4 took that as a challenge rather than a quip. 

"Whatever, sleep is overrated..." Smg4 mumbled to himself as he looked down at the child who was still tugging at his clothes, "Look's like we're in for a long night then..."