GameStream Chronicles: #1

Chapter 9- The Chaos Is Real (FD)

"See you Saturday," He said. "It'll be fine." He said. 

The entire week before End's reunion mainly consisted of Flowey yelling at me. In other words, the week was no different from any other one.

Over the week, End had been calling to check up on me. On Thursday, I heard some strange noises in the background, along with random yelling. I could only assume that Blaise was paying his dear brother a visit.

"Hello? End?"

"SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRI-(crash)"
"I NEVER SAID SHE WAS I JUST WANTED TO KNOW-(bang)"
"GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME YOU FILTHY-(smack)"
"YOU ARE SO DEAD YOU LITTLE SH-"
"WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE BLAISE!"
"AT LEAST DAD ISN'T HERE, OTHERWISE WE'D BOTH BE DEAD!"

I heard various burning, teleporting and exploding sounds on the other end, so I decided to just hang up.

Saturday arrived, and I wondered what I should wear. Based on what I heard over the phone, End's family probably couldn't care less about what I wore. I went into my hidden closet and picked out my usual outfit: Stained jeans, a rainbow shirt, my necklace, rainbow-laced converse, and rainbow earrings. Suddenly, my phone started ringing. Already knowing who it would be, I picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Risk! (bang) I'm having a bit of trouble over here, so STOP THAT! Sorry! Can you come over to my mansion? I can send you the address in a moment. IM ON THE PHONE!!!"

"Um... yeah, I can come over there."

"Great, but can you hurry? I'm having a bit of trouble- SHUT UP!"

"Okay...?"

"Thank you! Bye- I'M GOING TO MURDER YOU PURPOSEFULLY!"

The call ended.

I supposed that was my cue to go to his mansion. I explained to Flowey that I would be gone for the rest of the day, and by the time I was done, End had sent me his address.

When he said he lived in a mansion, I thought that he meant a large house. NO. HE LIVES IN A FREAKING PALACE MADE OF OBSIDIAN. FOUNTAINS SPEWING LAVA AND WATER WERE OUT FRONT ON EITHER SIDE OF THE 12 FOOT DOOR.

I nervously walked in, wondering where End would be. All joking aside, his mansion was big. The entrance hallway alone was really big. I started wandering through the hallways and I realized that I was probably going to take a while finding him. The place was a maze. I passed a kitchen, a guest bedroom, a greenhouse growing only black and purple plants, three rooms with some strange type of portal in it, a storage room, a blackish pool, and many other areas.

I continued wandering about until I arrived in what must be a living room sort of thing. There were deep violet sofas, an HD television, and what could only be decorative obsidian rock spires. End was lying face down on one of the sofas, his hair wild and a smoking hole in the back of his shirt. Based on the call from earlier, I guessed that the abnormalities in his appearance were from an unsuccessful battle with his brother.

"End?" I gently poked him. His response was muffled wailing from the pillow he was shoving his face in.

"Blaise?" I said in a flat tone. He hauled himself up slowly.

"Let's not talk about him." He had a black eye and on his left arm, there was a red burn message reading See you later and a winking smiley face.

"I can heal it if you want."

"Please do."

As I bandaged his arm and eye with rainbows (don't ask) and wondered out loud, "Is it like this every year?"