R.D.O! (Dandys World x DSAF 3 AU)

Touring! Or.. Not.

As I open the storage door, a disgusting smell are all spread over my area, it smells like dead bodies rotting for some reason, dunno why i desrcibe the smell like that but anyways...

I take the rotten foods outside and then throw all of it into the dumpster behind the restaurant, eugh.. my hands is smell by those disgusting things now...

My plan its to clean all the restaurant around, then cleaned the rooms later, the first thing i need to do is take those tables and chairs always and ill do the clean part, but guess I can't just do it alone, aren't i?

What are you waiting for? Of course im calling Goob here to help me those type of stuffs!... ugh..

As I clicked his number, the voice inside the phone immediately picked up, it was Goob.

Seems like he's in Brightney's house for some reason? Dunno but i guess it's for his "mental therapy" or some sort.

Goob: "Heya, how's going so far? Smooth?"

"I guess it going smooth, but eventually im stuck at the renovate part, and the cleaning thing, mind help me?"

Goob: "Always here for ya! I'll come right now, shrimpy!"

"Don't call me by that name..."

He then hang up the phone, as the phone call overs, I just go in the restaurant to move the tables away from the main stage and the middle party room.

Why did I act like this is normal, someone literally died right there.. no, a GROUP literally get killed h-

*door open, before i can complete my sentences, Goob has already arrived.*

"W-wha-?! How DID YOU ARRIVED HERE SO FAST?!"

Goob: "Just for you, shrimpy~.."

"D-dont call me by that nickname, dammi-"

He then pinned me over the wall, flirt me for some reason, this isnt what he do in his usual basis, he just good around.. not.. this?!

Or is that because of that damn "therapist" lamp teach him about how to date again?! I swear to god Brightney im gonna FIND YOU!!!

Goob: "So, lets get ready for the job, shall we?"

He just look at me, while I'm look down the floor... flustered.... this is.. a very something situation... literally!

"Yeah..."

I then tell him to do the left part, I'll do the right part of the restaurant, we then took out our cleaning tool and start cleaning.

Goob: "I always want to talk to you about this.. uhm... Why you dont have that "harted to everything" type of personality anymore?.."

He ask me.. about that, sure.. I does have a phase of being edgy and hateful phase..

But for some reason.. it get whipe always after everything happened to me... The day Finn got missing... the day my parents got di-

Ah.. I should not talk to things like this if im not feel comfortable.......

Or should I?

I then stay silent, not answer.

Goob: "I see, you're not comfortable with these type of topics, hm?"

He's right, but i should just say that i dont like talking to things like this.. why should I.. stay silent..

We both do our jobs.

Without a conversation for a few hours.

I look at his missing left arm, he sure still joyful and happy.. but...not to much who he's use to be.

Maybe I understand what he's been through, losing someone you love.. relate too... Sure his sister actually does and unline my ex-bf.. he's just go without a single clue.

Does he even wants hugs that what he used to be anymore? Do he still obssesed with making fluffcrafts anymore?

Is he still in grief like me?

- Shrimpo, 6:00 AM