Max x Nugget [ a Max Design Pro love story ]

Chap. 2

[ A/N ... ummmm i couldnt come up with a creative title for this chapter,, sorry 👍 but heads up for bullying in this chapter if ur not a big fan of it ]

[ also... this is still from max's pov, so that you wont be confused :D ]

As me and Nugget walked down the street, talking about filming and such, mainly about how much views we had gained recently, we eventually came to a stop. Nugget turned to me, looking afraid. "Yo? Why do you look so startled? It's not like we got 10 million subscribers y-" Nugget slapped me abruptly, he was acting pretty weird. "Dude, what?!" I shouted aloud, which clearly was the wrong thing to do.. atleast according to Nugget's face. His retractable arm grabbed my sweater and pulled me down onto my knees. "Gedagadaioh.. Gedagade?" He whispered, something about hearing a strange noise. "Whatever, we hear strange noises almost everyday. Maybe someone is filming a video." I nonchalantly stated, as a true alpha male. Nugget didn't really appreciate it though, clearly, he wasn't as sigma as I was. "Gedagadadi! Gedaga." Nugget glanced side to side, apparently looking for a sight of someone. "What do you mean you hear cryin- Ohhhhh, I hear it now." I was humbled very quickly. Jeez, how deaf am I? Maybe Eminem was right.

"Should we check it out... or what." It was probably a stupid idea, as all my other ideas were.. but, it's good to check on others from time to time. Nugget rolled his eyes, annoyed. "Geda, gedagadi dioh." I nodded at him, turning to look at where the noise was coming from. "Oh hell no. Nevermind, I'm not going down there. I'm gonna get JUMPED." Staring back at us was the dark abyss of the alley, a place where NO ONE. EVER. went. Unless they were selling chicken nugget body parts, or some homeless dogs were down there. Nugget punched my shoulder... being real rough recently, as if I couldn't beat the shit out of him. I scoffed, as he tugged on my arm, forcing me down the alley.

"Gedagadaioh! Gedagade?" Nugget shouted out into the alleyway, only to be met with the sound of sobbing. I recognized it though.. it was- to be fair, an annoying sob. But it was a familiar one. Nugget glanced at me, a look of 'Dude, what the fuck' on his face. I could relate to that. "I guess we go deeper? This is scary." Might as well be honest with him if we die tonight. As we wandered deeper, the sobbing got louder, and louder, and loudeerrrr... until, we could see a silhouette. "Wait, that.. it looks like a smaller version of me!" I said, clearly unaware of how utterly rude I sounded referring to the person as an 'it' -- but who cares? "Gedagade? Gedaga." Nugget asked to the person, neither of us could entirely make out who it was, but we knew they were tiny. "Yeah-- what Nugget said, are you okay?" Maybe they didn't under stand Gedagadaiohish. I translated, just in case. Though it was suddenly silent, no more sobbing... I looked at Nugget, and he looked at me.

"Please, go away." Holy Moly. It was Jimmy! How did I forget that... He definitely sounded upset. "Jimmy? Why aren't you at the house?" Assuming it was Jimmy, he would be home by now. It was like, 4 pm. "Gedagadaioh?" Nugget asked, as he walked (hopped?) forward.

I followed after him, a small light dimming onto Jimmy's head.. from where you may ask? I don't really know, but atleast I could identify that it was my little brother and not some random ass dude with a high pitched voice. "Well-- I would be home right now but- I just-" Jimmy looked down.... kind of annoying, but aren't we all? "I was walking home and.. I came across.... someone from school. And- And-" Not this fuckass crying again... I rolled my eyes, taking another step forward when I realized.. Jimmy was busted the fuck up, like, his nose was bloody and his knees were scraped. Looked like he fell down a flight of stairs. "Dude. Did that bully come by again?" Well, no shit, but I wanted to confirm it.

[ its 5 am as the time of writing this 😭 so ill end chapter 2 here, for now...... next part should be out in a few days or so ]