SMG34/Memebomb Oneshots!

☁️ Two Bros Chillin' In The Gaming Room 🩹

“Ugh… since when were you so good at Super Smash Each Other In The Ass Bros?” 3 questioned, throwing his controller onto the table in front of 4 and him.

“Tari taught me a few tricks, of course! I couldn't have done it without her help!” 4 proudly responded, lightly placing down his controller right next to where 3 placed his.

3 groaned, “of course she did…” all the sudden, the floor seemed really appealing to 3 as he kept his gaze downwards.

Since SMG4 and SMG3 were pretty bored hours prior, they had decided to just go into the gaming room in the castle and play Super Smash for a bit… and a little bit turned into a good 2 hours.

And a good 2 hours turned into a solid 6-7 hours. The two meme guardians got so competitive over the game that they played for about 6-7 hours.

SMG3, finally processing just the amount of time that had gone by, turned his attention from the floor up towards the window behind them, and took notice of how it was practically dark outside.

“...well, it seems to be getting pretty late. I guess I'll just head back to the cafe for the… night…" When 3 turned his attention back towards 4, he noticed how 4 had just passed out and was leaning against the end of the couch, snoring loudly.

As 4 laid there, you could only watch in horror the very awkward pose he got himself into while trying to get comfortable (if the pose was even considered comfortable).

… First of all, since when did 4 snore so loudly? Secondly, was 4 really that tired to just pass out when 3 focused his gaze on the ground for not even a few minutes?

God, SMG4 was such an idiot.

3 sighed, leaving the room.

Shortly after, SMG3 returned with a large blanket that was originally in 4’s room. 3 slowly made his way over towards 4 and draped the blanket over him.

Once SMG3 laid the blanket onto 4 though, he started to just… stare at the scars on 4’s face left from the It's Gotta Be Perfect Incident. The scars seemed to glow a very dim, hot pink color, with the dim lights that illuminated going ever so slightly around SMG4’s face and a bit into his hair, too.

It didn't really seem like the scars would ever heal or go away, since they pretty much stayed the same hot pink color for over a year now…

Oh how he wished he did more to help 4, to not make him feel his content was trashy when collabing with Mr. Yeast.

Did 4 ever really forgive him for that?

Huh.

… Wow. That whole incident really hit him again, didn't it?

3 let out a defeated sigh. He wasn't sure why, but after that train of thought, it made him want to stay with 4… he couldn't place why though.

So there SMG3 went, slowly crawling onto the couch, staying on the opposite side. He didn't bother trying to grab any of the blanket that 4 had. He just laid there, almost just observing 4.

4 and his loud snoring.

4 and his interesting sleeping positions.

4 and his stupidly cute face…

Wait.

Why did he just say that?

God- just- go to sleep!
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“Oooo! What game do u have in mind for us to play?” Mario asked, happily hopping alongside Meggy as they made their way towards the gaming room.

“Hm, I was thinking we could play Mario Kart!” Meggy suggested, reaching the door to the gaming room and holding onto the knob.

“Ooooo!! Okie-dokie!!” Mario agreed, holding his hands into fists and happily shaking them.

Meggy opened the door.

“LET-SA-FUCKIN-GOOOOO!!!!” Mario screamed, bursting down the door, shocking Meggy in the process. Before he could run in though and happily seat himself onto the couch, he heard an annoyed voice.

“Oi! Shut it, would ya? I'm trying to get some sleep here!” SMG3 complained, rubbing his eyes angrily.

Mario and Meggy froze, their jaws hanging.

“... What? What are you guys staring at??” 3 questions, somehow oblivious.

“Oh, well, I dunno, maybe your ‘rival’ that you're currently snuggling with." Meggy said casually, pointing towards the man in question that was in fact snuggling with SMG3.

“Wh-” 3 quickly froze himself when he felt something move on top of him. He turned his head back over to see 4 sleeping soundly on 3’s chest.

3 could just feel his face getting embarrassingly hot.

Shit.

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