TW: BLOOD, CURSING.
It's a nice, sunny spring day and you find yourself calmly sitting on your bed watching stupid things on newgrounds, chuckling from time to time. You're so distracted that you don't realize how absurdly quiet the house is, because knowing that your roommate is Blockhead, it's quite strange that everything isn't on fire.
You realize this soon, but you don't care "Finally a blessed moment of peace!" You say to yourself. There's no point in worrying about meaningless things now, you decide to enjoy yourself.Time passes and you start to get bored, you can no longer find new content that catches your attention and you are exhausted from watching the same web series over and over again. You get up from your bed and look around your room, thinking about what to do now.
Suddenly, you hear a noise from downstairs. You hear some metal crashing to the ground, or that's what it sounds like to you. You were about to worry and you remember that your roommate is a blockhead, meeeh, it's not worth it. You lie down on your bed again and decide to sleep for a while. You have nothing else to do anyway.
The sounds don't stop in the same way, now being more intense... But not in the pattern that blockhead usually makes them. (Yes, you have lived so much with blockhead that now you have even learned the patterns of the least predictable and most random being on the planet)
You open your eyes, still somewhat asleep but rather annoyed by these sounds. And finally, after a long moment of auditory torture, you open the door to your room and go downstairs. You complain, because you are quite irritated. But when you get to the floor below... You manage to see... Blood on the floor. "What the.." you say to yourself while you keep looking at the blood.
Suddenly, you look up as you hear more noises in the kitchen. More blood trails lead you there, so you walk cautiously towards the place."Holy shit!" You can't help but scream that while taking a couple of steps back. Is that... A zombie? What the hell is a zombie doing in your house? With fear and horror running through your entire body you grab the tongs that are in front of you and knock yourself out to the living corpse, you don't stop hitting it until it stops moving finely.
The tongs fall to the ground as you step back without looking back, rather this being a reaction to the atrocity you just saw, you shake your head while your eyes do not stop pointing at the body on the ground. Although you come to when your back hits the wall.You try to organize your mind as best you can while wondering what to do now. You look out the window to make sure this is really a zombie apocalypse or something like that, but you can't see anyone. You run to the television, you try to turn it on to watch the news but then you remember... Blockhead broke it again. "Shit!" You say to yourself as you look around in fear. You are very scared, you will get nowhere if you are so upset.
You walk to your room and open a drawer. You light a cigarette and decide to relax, inhaling deeply as you let the substances take effect.Everything is going to be fine.
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YOU, JERRY JACKSON, POOCHE AND PANSY VS EVIL BLOCKHEAD
Fanfictionjerry jackson, Y/N, pooche and pansy were living their lives peacefully, but when evil blockhead appears to end everything they have to join forces against him.. Will they defeat him? Save the Word.