The Brother I Never Had [an IMSCARED fluff collection]

Unexpected Roommate

[This next one was (loosely) based off a cai chat, funny enough also YES IM CONTINUING THIS STUPID THING GRAHH]

Well, that was one strange dream.

I awoke in my bedroom, tired as usual. My head is usually buried underneath my comforters, shielding my eyes from the view of the darkness. Despite me being in my mid-twenties, I'm still paranoid about... well, a lot of things. 

The sound of silence was absolutely deafening for my ears. Well... not complete silence. 

Seems as if I left my computer on whilst doing a late-night gaming session again. Suppose I should probably shut it off before it overheats itself again.

I noticed that IMSCARED was strangely enough, still running. Perhaps I left it on while I passed out, who knows. I remembered resetting the game once and ending back up in the bedroom as usual.

Wait.

No, this isn't right.

If I passed out at my desk, why did I wake up at my bed? This makes no sense.

There's somebody in my house, and they're trying not to make themselves known.

Who knows what else the intruder could've done while I was passed out like that. I could've been robbed, hurt, or even worse.

And there was next to no traces of this thing anywhere. I checked the house for any signs of evidence, nothing. No footprints, no handprints on the glass, and strange enough my front door and windows are still locked.

Would a robber even bother to re-lock a window?

I thought that maybe it was just a case of my memory being absolutely horrible... that was until I heard something coming from my bedroom. 

It's probably my cat again, causing a ruckus. Suppose it's my excuse to head back to sleep now.

I head back to my bedroom to go cuddle with my cat, only to find...

Someone's already cuddling the little baby.

It was... wait no, is it?

"Why hello there." 

Dang you White Face, you get along with my cat better than I do.

"Wait... White Face? What are you doing in my room- No, HOW did you get out of your own room?"

"Simple. I let myself out."

Dang... didn't know that he could do that.

"So, uhm... why are you here, bud?"

"I have my reasons."

That's a bit vague, but I can't complain. I'm the loser who lives alone with a cat I named Soogy.

White Face motioned for me to lay next to him, and I complied. He lets go of my cat, then turns his attention to... well, wanting to cuddle me now, I suppose. Soogy looks at me in confusion, which I find funny.

"Uhm... care for some TV?" I ask the white being.

"Would love to." It replies.

I don't really know what I'd put on for someone like White Face, but uhm... would they really care much? But I wouldn't want to upset it. 

"Wait stop."

"What?"

"STOP SCROLLING."

Well, that was a little rude. I though he changed his mind, until White Face pointed out a particular show that I almost scrolled by. I suppose it caught their interest.

"Really, SpongeBob?"

"I used to watch it when I was a child."

"Uhm... alright then, I suppose we can put on like... one or two episodes."

White Face seemed pleased at my response. I swore I could see it smile just a bit more.

And so, we started watching just ONE episode. Surely things can't get any worse, right?

We finished up the episode. I haven't really watched SpongeBob since I was a lot younger, but it was a nice dose of nostalgia. White Face seemed to have enjoyed it too.

"Well that episode was interesting."

"Yeah... wanna watch another one?"

"HELL YEAH!"

It was literally that cycle for a good... maybe 10 or 11 episodes straight. White Face liking an episode, I ask if we can watch another one, White Face agrees, and it starts again.

"I think we overdid it. Surely we both should be heading to bed right?"

"No, maybe just... one more episode and we'll call it a night."

"You said 'one more episode' FIVE EPISODES AGO."

"Ugh... fine, we can stop."

I turn off the television and settle down for the rest of the night, with White Face still clinging on to me like I'm the warmest thing ever.

"Alright. Good night then."

"Good night, Whitey."

That sounded a lot better in my head, ew...

Well, now I have a roommate I need to hide from all my friends for their upcoming visits. Who knows what Blix has to say about this... She'll probably assume we are in some weird, complicated kind of relationship, but I'm pretty sure White Face doesn't see me as such. He just wants someone to be around and to make him happy when he needs it, and that's all that matters.

And I think I'm fine with that.

Still want to watch more SpongeBob with him later, however.