Wavelengths

Sick

Book 3! Not as long as the others, my apologies, but I hope it still works ^_^ this book is completed, and I'm working on book 4. Problem is, I am not 100% certain I'll have it finished by time I finish uploading this, but 🤞🤞 I won't be posting it until I finish it, but I do have some one shots I can post afterwards to hold yall over.

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Disclaimer, I do not ship any of the guys irl, this is just for fun. It's why I always write magical/fantasy settings because less chance of anyone taking these seriously. If anyone represented in these stories (god forbid) find this and want me to take it down, reach out and I will ^_^ Twitter is @/dragonfier4 🫶

To the people who have been reading and commenting on this series, I have nothing but pure gratitude and love for you all, you guys keep me writing, and adore you all for it.

Anyway, this is long enough, i hope yall enjoy!! Kisses!!

~Banana

Also, ⚠️⚠️ hospital setting and talks of illnesses⚠️⚠️

Grizzy yawned, typing away on his phone and waiting for the teacher to arrive. Early morning Thursday Chemistry always seemed to drag on him, probably because it was so close to Friday but not Friday.

"Hey Grizzy," Blarg said cheerfully, taking his spot beside him. Puffer sat behind him, greeting him with a quick pull on one of his coiled curls.

"Hey Matt, Puffer, you two ready for this test?" He asked and Blarg made a face, making Grizzy chuckle. "I fucking hate Chemistry, sucks that it's a core class," he complained and Grizzy raised an eyebrow.

"What you mean core class, any science class could have worked," he said and Blarg rolled his eyes. "Chemistry was the easiest class in high school, and it is easy, I just hate it," he said and Puffer scoffed.

"It's just cause he's never experienced chemistry with anyone in his life, forever loner boy," he teased and Blarg flipped him off while Grizzy laughed.

He very studiously ignored the stares he was getting, mostly used to them by now. He'd been friends with these two and John and Pezzy for now almost 9 months. The school year was nearly over, and the last month since Pezzy and Smiity had gotten kidnapped had been pretty quiet.

Grizzy coughed as subtly as he could into his arm, grimacing to himself. He'd had a tickle in his throat for two days now that was not going away with any medication he tried.

"You alright Gribby?" Blarg asked quietly and he nodded, taking a drink from his water bottle in front of him. "Spring allergies, it being April and all that bull," he said and Blarg eyed him a moment but got distracted when the teacher walked in.

Grizzy focused on his notes, following the template Smiity had taught him two years before when they'd met. Smiity was shockingly very well organized when it came to notes and studying, and had often helped with setting things up.

"I've got statistics after this, I'll see you guys at home," Blarg said with a sigh once class was over and Grizzy nodded, yawning again. "I don't have class again until four, and it's only 10am, so I'm headed home for a nap," he said and Puffer chuckled.

"I'll come find you about two, yeah? Make sure your ass is up," he said and Grizzy made a face at him, making him laugh. "Alright then, thanks. See you two later," he said, waving as he walked away.

He headed to the bus stop, getting home about 20 minutes later. He took a benadryl and drank an entire bottle of water before heading to his room, flopping down on his covers still dressed and falling asleep quick.