He Left Sparkles in his Wake

Booty's Pretty Fly

(This is not what I believe the Game Grumps' relationship is. I just thought it would flow well...meh. More swearing ahead.)

Richard couldn't hear the Normal Boots boys over the sound of every other human in the arcade talking. He could only hear the garbled noise of a multitude of voices. A single sound pierced through and caught the small Asagao student's attention; the sound of a long 'ee' like in Steve or Police.

"Police? Di-did something happen?!" He asked himself with concern. His mind was so rattled that Richard was seeing flashes of shadows that jumped around him. He couldn't tell if what he had heard was real. His head whipped about while his eyes scanned for trouble, panic, Jared, anything! A tall figure bumped into him just hard enough that he fell to the floor.

"Oh my car!" The standing individual said in a way that sounded like 'oh my god'. "Are you okay?" He asked and helped Richard stand. He was fairly tall, very thin, had long and frothy brown hair, kind eyes, and an orange jacket with two Gs on a patch on the chest. Richard recognized him; one of his classmates.

"Thanks. You're Dan, right?" He asked with uncertainty. Dan's ever present smile widened.

"Oh shit! You're Richard from B. Wecht's class! Sick!" Dan cheered as another tall, brown haired, orange jacketed male walked up and stood next to the small boy.

"Are you cheating on me, Daniel?" The other said with mock disparity in his voice. He walked over and kissed Dan's cheek before looking at the now grinning American. Richard had found more of his people: gays.

"Sup. I'm Arin. You sounded crazy good up there!" The straight haired one said. Richard blushed slightly and shrugged.

"I've got nothing on Cake. She's amazing at probably everything." He said honestly. Arin looked at Dan.

"I know how it feels when your S.O. is better than you at everything..." He trailed with a hint of anger in his voice. Richard bit his lip to keep from laughing.

"She's just a friend. My name shortens to what I like." He hinted. Dan look him dead in the eyes.

"You like Rick, got it!" The happy-go-lucky one stated before he burst into laughter along with the other two. After a moment if giggles, Arin gasped and grabbed Dan's hand.

"It's our child!" Arin exclaimed as he swung his free hand towards the smallest one there. Richard flinched slightly but played it of as a shrug. Dan looked at his probably boyfriend with sympathy.

"Big Cat, we can't...I...No. We can't just claim this child as our own." He attempted to reason. Arin puffed out his cheeks.

"Birds do it all the time..." Arin grumbled bitterly and folded his arms over his chest.

"No they don't!" Dan argued while waving his arms around like a child. They were nothing more than children in Richard's mind. Tall, gay children.

"How do you catch a unique rabbit?" The non-club member asked. He hoped they would lighten up after hearing a joke. Dan's face almost immediately fell but Arin's lit up with delight. Dan sighed dramatically.

"How?" He asked in a monotone voice.

"Unique up on it! How do you catch a tame rabbit?" Richard asked without skipping a beat.

"How?" Arin asked with a happy grin.

"The tame way!" Richard stated with a smile. Dan laughed slightly out of his nose while Arin laughed until he was coughing. Then he started to whine in a painfully high voice.

"Don't you talk about your pussy." The other warned while the small one watched on. The straight haired one stopped for a moment before whining again.

"My pussy!" He ended the high pitch before looking at Richard. "Ya' know, your booty's pretty fly." He stated nonchalantly. Richard flushed slightly but laughed it off. Barely a moment later, an arm wrapped itself around Richard's, because his hands were stuffed into his pockets, and Jared was next to him in an instant. The Normal Boots member appeared irritated and began to lead the small gay away. He waved to his new found buddies and they waved back.

"Catch you later." Dan called out as Richard was pulled further and further away. Richard didn't mind the contact with Jared; it was helping him ground himself again. But Sparkles McGee was not having it.

"What did they say to you?" He demanded once he had found a palce near the back of the arcade where no one would hear them. The American shrugged.

"Alot of stuff. We chatted about all sorts of stuff." He replied. Why was Jared mad?

"What did Arin say at the end?!" He asked slightly too agerly. Richard felt bad. Like a child being scolded for eating a cookie after being told not to.

"He said, and I quote, 'booty's pretty fly.'" He amswered back meekly. He was nothing but a weak, spineless, fool; the Normal Boots guys probably had some other clubs that they weren't fond of. Jared agerly ran a hand through his hair and fumed while Richard shook in fear. He didn't want Jared, his only other love intrest besides his Jewl, to hate him. He didn't realize he was crying until Jared turned to say something and was caught off guard.

"Hey, hey, hey. I'm sorry! Please don't cry." He pleaded before face palming. "I'm not mad at you! I just...I don't like that someone was talking to you like that." The glittery one mummbled so only the other could hear.

"P-pl-please don't hate me." Was all Richard managed to squeek out. He quickly wipped his eyes and looked at the ground. Great! Now he had made things awkward. Jared stepped closer and hugged him.

"No. I could never hate you. I care about you so much. I just didn't like the thought that someone else was trying to hit on you." He mummbled far above Richard. the Six foot tall one hadn't realized what he had said out loud.

"What do you mean, someone else hitting on me? Who else is? I am confused." The five foot one inch individual spoke into the taller man's chest. Jared flushed and pulled away from Richard enough to look down at him.

"I...I um..." He tried to explain. For once in his life, Jared didn't know what to say. "I...I like you. The whole, 'to -do list' and all. I thought you would have noticed." Sparkly mofo finally stated. Richard's face was beet red.

"Well, isn't this just a fine pile of turnips?" He asked bashfully.

"What does that even mean?" Jared replied.

"I like you too. But that's not what it ment." Richard clarified and hid his face in his uniform jacket. "God I'm so gay." He loudly spoke to the garment.

"I'm gay for you too." Jared said with a smile. With no one else around, the two sent back to hugging; it could always be played off as something more platonic if needed.

"What if the guys hate me now?" Richard asked quietly.

"None of us could ever hate you." Jared justified.

"Have you never meet Shane?" The significantly shorted male mummbled to himself.