Rise and shine

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The day was as overproductive as ever. SMG4 had one of his insecurity and anxiety filled video making speedruns, again. But this particular one was especially fast. They got 3 whole videos done within a few hours! Suffice to say, he was beat.

So this crawl to bed felt like he was crawling on ice with chains on his ankles, not a good combo. That ment the only place he could crawl to was his, well nowhere.

They tried but their legs were dead asleep, so he just didn't move.

Ugh..Why is it so uncomfy...What..e...ver...

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As his eyes readjusted to looking at their surroundings, he notices an unusual addition to his nap. Covering him was a plaid white and blue blanket he forgot he had. This made him fizzle in confusion.

What.

How did this get here!

Didn't all my old stuff get infected by the..

..Things..?

Upon looking more intently at his room, another surprise has found itself in his hands. Literally.

Their left hand had a red paper flower with a light green stem attached. Again more concern bubbled in his thoughts, Confusing him further.

What?!

Why is this here?

I don't even have coloured paper in here!

What is this from?!?!

This look's like something Mario would make!-

Oh.


Their mind had made a stunning connection.

Could..Could Mario have done this?

I mean, it looks like their "style".

It's also red..

He looks at the flower more intently this time.

This flower was folded sloppily with the ends perking up. There were cuts on the petals like they were dipped into a shredder, the stem got the same treatment. On certain segments you could even see drips of glue!

But..he made it for me..

heh..

SMG4's confusion became less convoluted, however...


If he did do the flower..

Why would I ha-

OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!

We had a sleepover.

He gave me some Risotto.

He still had my blanket!

...Wow..

"heh.... thanks mario." 4 whispers to himself

I'll put this on my fridge later

Four smiles in contentment as he snuggles back into his chair.

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