Chapter 2

16 0 0
                                    

I walked around in the village looking every where. In my friendlist it was obvious he was online but he wasn't answering. Maybe he was fighting? I shrugged and went to the outskirts of the village. Maybe some exp hunts would allow me to blow some steam until he answered me.
I was face to face with one of the ugliest creatures ever. Those beady red pixel eyes. It was no doubt a level one boar I was going to kill when I suddenly heard a beep of my message box. "JOHN!" I exclaimed and the boar charged at me, Crap, I got distracted! Oh well! I thought and swung at him slicing it in half before it pixelated and I opened my message box to see his message.
Star_Master119: If it isn't the moon, What can I do for ya?
You: I need to vent. Catch ya at the pub?
Star_Master119: Sure!
I closed the chat and dequipped my sword as I ran to the pub.

"And then she is like, 'Maybe if you didn't game all day, you wouldn't be called a hermit!' Like, it's not my fault you were never called a nerd because your family is a bunch of nerds! Just let me game and support my choices! I need love and are not criticism!" I angrily uttered as John listened to me.
"Maybe she's just stressed?"
"Yeah? From what? Her daughter not being the complete angel she expected she'd be? I know I'm a disappointment to my dad as well but atleast he's somewhat supportive! He even let me express my feelings, but her? She's stuck with one thought in her head and one thought only!" I huffed and John nodded.
"Is she forcing you?"
"Forcing me to what?"
"Choose an activity. Either this or that." He said and I blinked then my mouh made an O shape.
"Oooh!" I said, "Yeah. She is. And this time she doesn't care about the tournament next month, she'd drag me by the arm to participate in one!"
"I say go hunting." He said.
"Out in the woods? With those beasts?" I raised an eyebrow.
"That's not a nice hing to call your uncles." He scolded as he rolled his eyes, "You can use a virtual gun. How hard can it be from real life?" He asked and I sighed, shrugging.
"I guess... let's just hope they don't hand me the heaviest gun on purpose or expect me to get a kill first shoot."
"Great, gear up and go shoot some deer."

Yellow Headphones (Bill Cipher love story)Where stories live. Discover now