Orange peel

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(SMG4'S POV!)

(⚠️VOMITING BLØØD!⚠️)

Me and 3 have a bond that makes us feel the same pain as they do, but less painful as it is to the other.... Today. It was acting up... but not from me...

"It's been a while..." I say under my breath... when's 3 gonna pick up? Will he ever? Is he....."no, he can't be d-" my phone rings.

I mediately pick up the call. "Hello? 3? Are you okay?" A cough was heard on the other side.

"Y-yea I'm fine... just a little under the weather is all..." "doesn't seem like it... you were coughing a lot... are you sure??" My voice cracking.

He stuttered... "y-yes I'm s-sure, trust me." I was a bit skeptical but I let it slide.

"Well... okay, what have you eaten today? I want to be sure you're alright." His breath quickened "u-umm" "nothing huh..."

I say. "Im coming over." "NO-" I hung up. This was weird... he hasn't eaten and it's 7:00pm. He needs something. I call for Mario "mariooo!"

The red plumber appeared. "Yes?" "I need help with SMG3... can you make him some noodles while I'll quickly tell I'm coming shortly?"

He looked at me blankly. "Oh yeah you can't cook... fine I'll make it." I grab ingredients and stir up a chicken noodles.

After a bit of hard work and some enthusiasm from Mario, I made the perfect noodles!

"Perfect!"

(SMG3'S POV FROM THE CALL!)

"Shit, shit, shit, SHIT!" I say frustrated. *Why does he have to come on the time I'm sick! But... am I still sick?* I thought as I limped onto the floor...

I wanted to leave this cruel world, *but what about 4? And Mario? Meggy, bob, boopkins?? Can't just leave them here*

I decided to clean up before they get here so they don't get skeptical... after cleaning.... I heard it.
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A knock at the door...

(3RD POV!)

SMG4 knocked on the door with the bowl of noodles in hand. Mario just standing, seeing how it goes.

The door was clicked open and there was 3, wrapped in a blanket, Eggdog was heard barking. "Hey 3 how has it been going?" "I'm fine... come in."

As SMG4 stepped into the Starbucks, a faint smell of blood was lingering around. They placed the noodles down on the counter and sat at the table.

"So.... Why haven't you eaten?" 4 said worried. 3 froze. *should I tell him from the sickness or not? I mean... he is the person I..... yanno....

Like...

But what if he doesn't believe me?* "u-um, I lost my appetite after coughing badly and decided not to eat." That was mostly true.

He did loose it after the coughing but didn't mention the sickness...

"Well... I'll leave you to it.. eat the noodles. Please" 4 said calmly... "oh. Right see you soon-"

The blood ran up to his throat...

Quickly after they left he dashed to the bathroom to proceed to puke orange blood...? "How?-" he understood....
White= cloud
Red= first colour of the rainbow
Orange= second colour...

Time stopped for a second...

At purple.... He was gone...

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