= flip side = a cube smp fanfiction = discontinued

= nine =

Hello everyone, and welcome back to Flip Side! c:

School's been KILLER lately ^^" The teachers must've simultaneously decided "oh, well it's new semester, better get going" because I've had the biggest load of homework ever, mostly from WHAP teacher who seemed to realize that the AP exam is May 12th... I am sooooo dead. 

I would also like to express my pleasure at Dan and Phil playing Undertale. I've never seen the game before, and watching the two of them go through it while experiencing the story for the first time is very rewarding. Highly recommended.

I feel like this chapter is a little better than the other recent ones (Siempie thinks so too), probably because it's from Will's POV instead of Graser's. It was SO nice to be able to write Will again, and I felt like the words came a little easier this time. It's still kinda short, but I actually expected that for this chapter, so may I actually be on track for once? :o

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= will =

"I don't know... maybe I was too hard on him." I sighed, leaning my chin on my hand and bumping my microphone a little.

"If what you told me is true," began Jordan purposefully. "Then you were completely justified. You have the right to stand up for yourself, Will. And Graser does need someone to bring him down from cloud nine every now and then. He loses himself there sometimes."

I winced a little. "I may have been kind of mean, though. I shouldn't have lost my temper like I did... and I think I scared Stacy..."

"She's alright," assured H quietly. "I talked to her yesterday. A little shaken, but she's not mad, if that's what you're thinking."

Biting my lip, I thought back to that day slightly over a week ago: the fight I'd had with Graser. The first time I'd ever lost my temper to the degree that I had. Likely the first time I'd strung more than three cuss words together in a single conversation, too. "You don't think I was just a tad unfair?"

Jordan's exhale echoed through his microphone, and I heard his chair squeak as he sat back. "Why are you beating yourself up so much, Will? You got what you wanted--you're not a part of the Cube anymore, at least not officially. And you told him how you felt. What more do you need?"

I brushed my fringe impatiently out of my face, trying not to snap at my best friend the one time he didn't understand. "Maybe to leave on a better note? I didn't go in there intending to yell at him, Jordan. I'm not that kind of person. I don't know what came over me."

"I know you feel bad, Will," stated H, shifting slightly. "And I don't know the full story like Bayani, but it sounds like you stood up for yourself, which you shouldn't feel guilty for. You deserve to be treated well, and you deserve to make it known if you feel like you aren't. You and Stacy both."

"Stacy..." I groaned. "I didn't even let her speak, let alone make a point. I was too caught up in what I was saying and feeling. I need to apologize."

"She doesn't blame you, man," H reprimanded firmly. "She understands that it was something you needed to get off your chest. Don't worry about her."

Thrumming the fingers of my other hand on the desk, I scooted back a little in my chair, not knowing what else to say that Jordan and H wouldn't shoot down.

I wasn't making anything up; I did feel guilty about what had happened. I really hadn't meant to get into an argument when I'd agreed to Jordan's suggestion. But it was Graser's personality to get easily frustrated, something I hadn't taken into account before confronting him, and my own feelings had made me susceptible to the same quick mood swing. It had gotten out of control, a fact that I'd regretted almost immediately afterward.

Unknown to Jordan and H, however, I'd actually tried to fix it. Messages to Graser, tweets, DMs, texts... nothing got a response. In fact, it was almost as if he hadn't been on the internet since the fight; he hadn't posted videos, tweeted, or even gotten on TeamSpeak in the past week. Fans, as well as most of the other Cube members, were confused, as Graser practically lived online, even at awkward hours of the morning. The only ones who knew what had happened were myself, Stacy, Jordan, and H, and none of us had any ideas as to why the robot had basically vanished--an extreme, for him. And with each passing day without him showing up, my guilt only increased. This is my fault. People are worried because of what I said.

"Will? You okay?" I snapped out of my thoughts at H's soft, gentle voice, not having meant to zone out like I had.

"Uh, yeah, sorry," I stuttered, shaking my head. "What?"

"If you really feel so strongly," he replied carefully. "You should talk to Graser. It'd make you feel better, if nothing else."

I gritted my teeth. "No one's seen him for a week, H. None of the Cube members have been able to contact him, either. Why do you think messages from me would be any different? He'd probably be more likely to ignore me than you guys." He already has.

"He's probably just moping," answered Jordan offhandedly. "He's pretty sensitive, but he always gets over it in the end. Give him a little time to figure his anger out, and you can be the first to speak with him when he gets back on. Okay?"

"Okay," I muttered, still unsatisfied. I couldn't shake the feeling that what I'd said had seriously hurt Graser in some way. I may want respect, but I'm not cruel. We're both people, just like I said to him.

It wouldn't be right if I caused him the same pain he caused me...

Why do I make Will sad all the time? :c but this is a real-world update of what's going on back with the Cube guys after so much confusion from Graser. And what do you know, Graser's been missing a week! Give you three guesses why XD

QUESTION OF THE CHAPTER:

Whose POVs do you enjoy more? Will's or Graser's? Obviously, I enjoy writing Will more, and Siempie says it shows... but what do you think and why?

AND/OR

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~ Cherry