The fandom get together....(barely)

The disaster..

I bite my tongue, staring down at the bright screen before me in my hands. My lights are off and all I can think about is what my friend is telling me. They're bragging. Like a spoiled brat. Bragging about the food they were eating, Chicken Alfredo. Bragging about how they get to watch Gravity falls while stuffing their face with delicious meals. I scoff. 'how... ridiculous.' I think to myself, the jealousy looking over my shoulder, sending shivers down my spine. "Chicken Alfredo isn't even good anyway." I mutter, acting like I despised the food. It couldn't be further from the truth. My gaze trails down to the second message, the one about the show Gravity Falls. 'how childish. Nobody even watches that show anymore. It's such a dead fandom.' I say in my mind. I huff, looking at the stupid gifs they sent, about that one video of Miss Circle and the other stupid paper dolls. "Baldi is better anyway. That video is...so stupid." I say in a growl. I put my phone down, staring at my hands as they slightly tremble, my emotions getting the better of me. I try to hold back the tears in the corner of my eyes that threaten to fall, not trying to seem like a kid that is throwing a tantrum all because they didn't get what they want. It doesn't work. I feel the warm water start streaming down my face as my breathing becomes more labored. "S..shut up..shutupshutup-" I scowl to myself. I start sobbing. "H-..heh....i-its so silly, isn't it?...i-...I don't care.." I try to convince myself. It's not working...why is it not working? "I-i...i- don't...no, nono... it's not fair! I-its not fair at all!" My voice cracks and breaks as I yell out my pain. "W-why does she get to eat that? Those beautifully made meals that taste like they were made from Gordon Ramsay himself!? A-and that show...t-that stupid show!" I flop myself into my bed. "I-i...I wanna watch that....I DESERVE to watch that...not h-her..." I mutter in a heart wrenching voice, throwing my head into my pillow to muffle my sobs and cries. Though, I start not caring if anyone hears me anyway...not that anyone would care. My throat clogs up with my emotions, feeling the big lump in my throat. I cry my heart out, yelling and screaming in hopes that I would get what I want. I never did. my sobs start slowly dying down, but I start hearing my phone vibrate and shake…

Out of nowhere, my friend climbs out of my phone, leaving me appalled. She has a malicious grin across her face, basically telling me that this'll be bad. I can tell by her expression and the way her laugh booms through my house, she's only there to hurt me more. She loves hurting me..why do I still stay by her side? I shake that thought out of my head, all I can think about right now is how my friend magically got into my house. They're only here to taunt me about the luxurious items they get to devour and enjoy. My stomach growls as it asks for food that I can smell on my friend. "Heh..mortal human! No gravity falls for you...huh?" My friend teased with that stupid grin that I just wanna smack away. I shudder in fear, clenching my teeth. I feel my mouth slightly drool as I crave the enrichments that my friend can enjoy freely. I can only mutter one thing with my raspy voice. "...stop." I say. I must've said something else because my friend looks at me like I'm crazy...until she bursts out laughing, finding my suffering amusing. What kind of level of sadism is this? "Why stop? I've only just started..." She says, her voice going down to a whisper. I hesitate but force myself to look up at my so called friend. I pause...seeing almost a distant look on her face as silence comes between us. I...can't tell what she's thinking about, but she almost looks..jealous herself? I want to speak up but I hold back, feeling too weak to do so anyway. I silently think about what she could be possibly jealous about as well. Could it be those cat drawings me and her drew together? The only good memories we had anyway. Why would she be jealous about a cat drawing though? I find my suggested thought stupid as I wave it out of my mind. It feels like there's a pause in time until my friends malicious smirk comes back onto her face. Is it all a facade? She starts chanting something...perhaps a ritual? "Gravity falls, pasta, Garfield, gyaru OC drawings, good character design, warm showers, music." She says, knowing what she's doing to me.

I stare at her, swallowing a lump in my throat. My shaking hands raise to my head, roughly gripping my hair as my heart begins beating out of my chest. What...what is this? Why does this hurt?! "No-.... nonono-...g-get out of my head..!" I beg and plead, my voice sounding strained and hoarse. I bring my gaze down to the floor, realizing I was down in my knees...have I always been on my knees? I try not to listen to the chant, but it's getting to me. It's echoing through my head. Why...why is her voice getting louder? Am I in a nightmare? This..this all has to be my imagination right? That thought was cut off when my head felt like it was splitting open, my head begging for mercy as it screams at me in agony.

My friend starts saying something at me..it sounds so.. familiar? My friend must've noticed them getting to my head, as she uses this to her advantage, just how she uses me to feast off of negativity. She grins sadistically. "Why polar bears lie about global warming?" She says as she digs her words more and more into my head, like a mental lobotomy. "Click on link below, sign up now.." she chuckles, seeing me in pain and suffering and basically feasting off of it. Even while not looking at her, I hear the noise of a *CLINK!* sound. I hear her familiar footsteps approaching me. As I tremble, trying not to look up, my curiosity gets to the best of me and I slowly look at her, only to be met with a belt that slaps me across my face, knocking me fully to the ground. It leaves a nasty red mark on my cheek. She then begins to absolutely beat the shit out of me with the belt, leaving bruises and even some cuts which my blood leaks out of. I scream and beg for her to stop, it only makes her continue. "S-stop! P-please...i-it hurts-" I yell, tears streaming down my face once more. I think I'm dying, I can't tell. I feel the fight in me wearing out, making me feel exhausted as I cough. My friend raises the belt high, about to strike down the final blow...but something stops her…

*BOOM* is all I can hear before debris and dust come flying at us, making both of us close our eyes shut and flinch. When I open my eyes, I glance at my friend, seeing her in total shock and frozen. I follow her gaze to where the loud noise came from, barely able to focus from being beaten half to death, and froze myself…it…it was GOKU? “What-...WHAT THE FUCK?” my friend shouts out, clearly confused on what was happening right now. At least we can agree on one thing…what the hell is going on? Goku doesn't say anything, just looms over us with clenched fists. This was so confusing. “Holy fuck.” I mutter under my breath. Besides never seeing Dragon Ball Z in my entire life, Goku was….was unmistakable! My friend perks up, seeing another figure follow behind Goku and stand beside him. “M-MADOKA? AM I HIGH? …WHAT?” my friend yelled, their head almost hurting from what was happening. “No…NO FUCKING WAY.” I say next, almost as shocked as my friend is. The two seems taller than usual, their shadows covering us in shade. More…and more…and more flood in. Me and my friends eyes trace towards the next individual that comes in. No…fucking way. “L-LEMONGRAB? WHAT THE FREAK DUDE!” my friend shouts out. “HELLO? ARE WE IN A SHIT POST CROSSOVER OR SOMETHING??” I yell, rubbing my eyes weakly, not believing my eyes. Unfortunately, another person jumps into the mix. “T-...THIS TWINK TOO??” my friend screams, perhaps insulting the guy but that doesn't matter right now. “this…this can't be..” I mutter, feeling like I perchance snorted 5…6 lines of pure crack cocaine. I breathe heavily, feeling almost dizzy. I hear my friend yell something else as another person joins the group. I see something that anyone could spot miles away….wait…that long blue hair is.. familiar. “Ha….HATSUNE MIKU?!?” Hatsune miku looks at my general direction, holding something that seems like a leek…but taking a closer look, there was a small window nearing the bottom of the leek that showed…PURE COCAINE?????? I noticed that Miku has such a goddess aura around her that I didn't even notice by being distracted by the crack cocaine that Hatsune Miku held. This was so confusing. Was….was Miku T-POSING?! I wasn't sure but it sure darn tootin looked like it. “SeeGAA-” Miku started to say before being cut off by another….person entering. I know that shiny bald head anywhere…it was B-BALDI???? “Holy fucking shit….it's baldi fucingdbasics.” I mutter. My friend was just in pure shock. “I-i can't do this…I gotta sit down..” my friend muttered as they sit down criss cross apple sauce. Then twilight sparkle busts in. This is NOT friendship is magic rn…. “I…I csnt do this…” my friend sighed. I honestly could understand. This was hell. It was never ending. Miss circle busts in, and then more…and more people. My mind feels foggy after seeing all of this. Then..something happens…

All of the characters stand together, gathering around in a circle. Gandolf the grey, gandolf the white, goku, madoka, lemongrab, rascal, baldi, twilight, miss circle, junko, izuru. they start suddenly transforming into a giant ball of light, almost blinding us with the brightness. “O-oh my god…” my friend muttered out in pure disbelief. The ball grows larger…and larger…until, everything went black. The ball exploded killing everyone that surrounded the group, and probably destroying earth in general…at least I don't have to be so jealous about my friends enrichments anymore…..I can finally be free.
The end :).