Childhood best friends forever (FNF Big Brother Mod Fan Fic)

A Worrying Situation...

Micheal's POV

Ugh...I'm anxious again...I'm seeing ghosts, as per usual...I sigh look at the picture of me (when I had black, normal eyes), my older bro and my little bro...I miss seeing them...I need to call Harriet again...! I need company...

I look at her number. It's saved as...

Harriet (Childhood Best Friend Forever 👫🐰)

I click dial.

Bring! Bring!

"Hello? Michael? Are you good?" Harriet asks.

"Hey, um...Harriet...? Hate to call you late at night. But I really need some company tonight...again...Yeah, you can bring your sister, but I just need you right now man. She can come in later. Yeah, aright, see you in a bit."

"I'll be there!" she said.

And with that she hung up.

Hope she hurries up...

I sang this:

After I was done, there was a knock on the door...

Ah! Must be her!

When I opened it I saw...

The delivery man...

"I got a parcel for...Michael?" he said.

"That's me..." I mumble.

He comes inside, set the parcel on the floor and leaves.

As I was just about to open it....

"SURPRISE!!!"  Harriet jumped out of the box.

"AH! YOU MAILED YOURSELF HERE?!" I yell, still shaken.

"Happy, one day early, birthday!" she hugs me.

"Thanks..." I hug her back. "Sorry, man... they got pretty bad tonight. I really needed some company, thanks for appearing...I've just... been so worried man.

"Hm?"

"The guy who shot me that night, I swear I've been seeing him around again. Hell, even some of the ghosts are warning me, which is a first." I say, obviously worried.

"..." Harriet listened to me vent. She was always a good listener.

"What if he comes back? What if that angel freak tries to kill me again? Can someone who died once, and then gets killed again, even be able to come back?" I exclaim.

Harriet shrugs

"You're not helping...ugh I can feel my anxiety starting to spiral...I try to keep cool and ignore it, but the threat of another sudden death from HIM is...
...is TERRIFYING! Do you even know what I do on my down time? People say that being a bounty hunter is more dangerous, but why am I SO SCARED ABOUT THIS? I know you hate that I do that job, but the ghosts actually make it easy where the killers are. It's easy cash for me. Can we like, not argue about my career path right now... as I have a LITERAL anxiety attack?" I sound worried and upset.

"Sorry...I just worry about you..." Harriet says.

"No. I'm sorry. I'm freaking out, I usually don't break down like this...I didn't mean... to sound snappy at you, I get it... I just... I-"

"...Don't worry...you didn't sound snappy..." Harriet says.

"But, I-" I start.

"Sing with me...pleeeease?"

"Alright... if you think it'll help." I give in.

We sang this:

"Come on...let's go to the roof..." Harriet says.

(Time Skip Brought To You By Author's Love For Music...)

"I felt I needed to get some fresh air after that. Thanks for forcing me sing there...helped ground me back in reality. Being with best friends really has boosted my mental health. I thought being away for a while was what I needed...but I think I was accidentally driving myself away and not realizing it." I say.

"I feel that too. Also, it's a sign of depression..." Harriet adds.

(Author here for a sec. Yep. Harriet suffers from depression.
Just like Michael... ☹️😢)

"I know that's a sign for depression but, come on, you think I would realize that? Yeah, yeah, I know, I know I need to get help for that." I add.

"Yeah. You should!" Harriet huffs.

"Damn, putting it blunt now, huh? You do too." I smirk.

"Michael!!!" Harriet exclaims.

"Geez, come on... I don't need it. Plus, there are others who probably have it worse, like you...it feels... wrong for me to go in. I just... maybe another time. Besides, I'm technically doing better now, so..." I trail off.

"I care about you!!!" Harriet pouts.

"Yikes! Alright, alright! Tomorrow morning... damn, I'll give a call to get an appointment..." I chuckle.

"I'm sitting next to you, when you d-" Harriet starts.

Dudette, I'm 25. You think I can't handle a phone call to a doctor? Seriously?"

"No! I'm just here for support!" Harriet explains.

"Well crap... can't walk my way out of this, huh? Fine. You can be next to me when I make the stupid call, alright?" I huff, trying to act annoyed, but there's a hint I of a smile on my face.

"Thank you!!!" Harriet smiles.

"Mm, but that aside... I came up here for a reason. Wanna do a remix, dudette? I tweaked some of the melodies of one of our songs this time. Would love for us to try it out!" I suggest.

"Of course!" Harriet beams.

"Coolie, glad you and me are on the same brain wave."

(They sing this...)

Hey! Author here! 🐇🐰🐇🐰
Yup!
Lines from the mod, music from the mod, etc.
ANYWAY.
I should be publishing tomorrow...
Ugh...first time doing two chapters in a day...
Kind of cool...
ANYWAY! (again...)
Who's your favourite character in this?
.Soft Harriet?
.Soft Armaros?
.Michael?
.Harriet?
.Armaros?
.Soft Michael?
As per usual.
Author Out! 🐇🐰🐇🐰
956 words...
Emojis count as words for some reason... 🙄
Also, sorry for trash title! 🚮
Motivation and inspiration are currently low... 🔋😢😔😞
Sorry if I made mistakes! 😭
Also, I had to re-publish this because the order was messed up...
I was panicking when I found out...