Riggys pov
"BOO!" Riggy exclaimed, teleporting into Danno's room. He had intended to scare the idiot but instead, found him passed out at his desk, he barely even stirred when he yelled. "Heelllo!! Earth to idiot!" he said- waving his hand in front of the others slumped form. Riggy looked as Danno stirred slightly, but did not wake up. He then tried shaking him, but he didnt even twitch.
Riggy felt.. Alright Riggy felt concerned for Danno. This was the 3rd time that week alone he found the damn idiot asleep at his desk! He let out a frustrated sigh and looked at the clock, which read 11:34AM. He quickly looked at the calendar and took a breath. "Damn it.. You better be glad it's Monday and we already filmed today's short." he remarked.Riggy looked over Danno's sleeping form, taking in his exhausted expression. His hair was all over the place, several pieces dangled in front of his face. He had dark circles under his eyes as he rested his head on his arm, snoring softly. He wore a white tee shirt and a god awful orange Hawaiian shirt with bright yellow lemons on it tied around his waist. Riggy knew that that was Danno's least favorite shirt but.. He also knew that Danno hadn't worn his blue and lime Hawaiian shirt (which was his favorite) since.. Well since the court case.
He looked tired- even in his sleep. Riggy glared slightly. Stupid moron.
Riggy then let out a sigh, face palming. He then walked over to Danno's bed and grabbed a plain blanket off of it. He then walked over and threw the blanket over him, making sure it covered him for the most part. He watched as Danno shifted slightly, getting comfortable underneath the blanket. He looked at the dude again and got an idea..
Riggy eyes flicked around Danno's messy desk, attempting to find his sticky notes. He spotted them underneath the scripts Danno was working on. He took one from the bottom and grabbed his pen from the floor.He wrote something then stuck it to the idiot's forehead. He took one last look at Danno before teleporting away, leaving a note that said "Maybe next time you fall asleep- Do it in your bed you idiot! >:P"
————————————————————————————————————————Riggy teleported into his house, taking off his red and white hoodie and throwing it onto the couch. He glanced around, he had worked on several projects and none of them near finished, including several bombs. He turned his head to the early morning window, hearing the sounds of Toonville waking up.
He sighed, going over to a drawer and opening it, revealing several pins.. Not just any pins.. Pastaman's old pins. He used to always wear these on his lab coat. Riggy didn't know why he kept them- but it was the only thing left from the fight with.. Whatever the hell Pastaman turned into.
Riggy felt his heart clench slightly in his chest. He gently curled his fingers over them, letting his thumb brush against the cool metal surfaces of the five pins. He sighed as he walked over to the couch and flopped down. He looked back down at the pins, curling and uncurling his fingers as he thought about the whole court case thing.
No. he wouldn't think about that. Not now. He didn't want to admit it but.. The whole thing scared him. Whatever. He turned into, it wasn't human, It wasn't even from Toonville! Riggy hated to think about it.. And so he wasn't going to think about it- Hell he should just burn the things and forget about Pastaman! But whenever he tried, he just couldn't.
He looked back at the five pins.
One pin was a bright yellow radioactive symbol. Riggy didn't know why pastaman had it- but it must have been important enough to wear all the time. The second one was a small little science bottle. Which made sense given how he was a scientist- (which he pondered if he actually liked and wanted to be the boss's scientist or if that was that stupid old guy's decision.)
The third was a little cheese ball, This.. made Riggy even more sad. Cheeseballs were the purple rabbits favorite, and what eventually bested him in the final fight- NOPE DON'T THINK ABOUT IT. The fourth was a small Bill Cipher. That- was Riggys fault. He got Pastaman hooked on the show and had to listen to hours of rants just so he would leave. The last pin was a little plate of spaghetti. He gave that to the scientist- since he called him Pastaman.
Riggy had no clue as to why he wore it- maybe because it was funny? He didn't know, and anyway- he didn't care! Right? Yah, he could totally live without him around. Listening to his rants, hanging out, Laughing about any and all things.. Him coming out of nowhere to annoy him and vice versa.. He could live without him.
He thought back to when the two hanged out. He thought about the time when he watched Pastamans face light up when he watched that stupid show for the first time, and was immediately interested in it. He thought about their bickers, which over time became more silly than anything.
He missed him..
Suddenly he was aware of something on his face. Riggy wiped his hand on his cheeks- feeling tears. When did he start crying? He quickly wiped away the tears, willing himself to stop. He couldn't cry- he couldn't cry over someone who was his enemy.. Was he his enemy?
Riggy shook his head, blinking back the remaining tears. No.. he's gonna stop right there and just not think about it. Yah- not thinking about it will solve it! He headed back over to the drawer and carefully dropped them in, staring at them before closing the drawer.
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