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[Oneshot] Sleep-Deprived.

—•"I lost 7 days of sleep because of you."•—

Pairing(s): Zron

Characters: Ashlie9596, DawnOfRiku, JonJon, Zres.

Song: N/A

Game: N/A

AU: N/A

Description: Nick can't sleep, and then in the morning he finally snaps.

Notes: Note that this was made at 1 AM so this will be a bit sloppy.

Warnings: Profanity.

Enjoy!

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"What should I do?!"

Nick rubbed his face frantically as he awaited an answer from either Ashlie or Dawn. But all he heard was a click of a tongue and a really, really tired sigh.

"Nick.." Dawn uttered out in a raspy tone, "It's four AM, Ashlie and I are clearly tired--" Dawn was cut off as snoring was heard from one end, from Ashlie's end.

"Anyways, we can't talk about this in the morning. We need sleep, and my eyes hurt.." He cleared his throat as Dawn's thumb slowly reached the "End call" button.

"But--"

"We hope you have a good night, and good luck with your situation!"

"DAWN!" He heard a beep on one end, and was left with snoring that wasn't from him, "Ashlie?" He spoke quietly, hoping to hear a response. He heard sputtering and confused noises as he managed to knock Ashlie out of her dream, which made him relieved.

"Yeah?? Y' nee sumthi??" Ashlie was barely forming complete sentences, let alone words but she was at least a little functional to understand that it was four AM and she was tired, "whuh ya nee fwuen?"

".... On second thoughts maybe you should go to bed."

"Whuatev ya sea, goodnight my friend." Suddenly, Ashlie was able to speak actual sentences but before Nick could push the subject he heard another beep, indicating that his half-asleep friend had ended the call.

Now, he was left in silence.

Nick sighed and cupped his hands over his face, letting out a muffled yell in frustration as he rolled over and buried his face into the pillow, possibly to smother himself or to just yell or maybe even both. He started to kick his legs and bang his arms against the mattress as he continued to yell into his pillow, he was sure that if he was loud enough he would wake Dawn or Ashlie up again but then again he didn't want to disturb them when they haven't slept all day.

Soon after his little outburst, Nick sighed and rolled back over onto his back to stare at his wooden ceiling in complete silence. "I'll tell him in the morning." He decided, "I'll tell him how much of a dumbass he is but how much I still love him for it." He looked at the clock, a red light with a beaming 4:49 AM on it was shown.

"In the morning."

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         Ashlie and Dawn had started a conversation in the kitchen, talking about the videos and how they should set up the new roleplay coming up. Cory and Tommy were doing their normal shenanigans, as in Tommy annoying Cory and Cory sipping his coffee and resisting the urge to pour it over Tommy's head. And a certain was sitting at the table, eating oatmeal with a certain artist.

"Say, Jon," Uni spoke up, swallowing a mouthful of food, "How's Nick? He hasn't really talked to any of us in a while." Hearing this, Ashlie and Dawn raised their eyebrows at each other before continuing to watch in amusement as a light shade of red found itself on Jon's face.

"Why ask me? He asked, avoiding Uni's suspicious stare, "Ashlie told me he was last seen in the cafeteria--" As if on cue, the doors were kicked open and a slouching, grumbling man was seen in the doorframe with clear gray bags under his eyes. Cory spat his coffee out at the scene which almost got onto Tommy, causing him to jump back abruptly.

"Hey man what gives-- Holy." As Tommy's eyes dropped onto Nick, both of their jaws seemed to be open now. Ashlie and Dawn were just silent in shock and concern for Nick's stare.

Nick was only wearing a baggy sweater with checkered pajama pants as his hood basically covered his face, his posture was so poor that everyone thought he was going to collapse (but luckily he didn't yet.)

"Well, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed--" Uni muttered but Nick glared at him, his eyes were dull and almost lifeless yet when narrowed he could kill a man with that stare. The artist only shut his mouth as he slumped in his chair while Nick had stormed over to a confused jester.

"You bastard." He growled, causing Jon to squeak and sink into his shirt, "I haven't slept in a week because of your damn face." He huffed. The jester's scared expression altered to confusion as he looked at the man currently gripping his shirt,

"W-What?--" Before Jon could question it, a pair of dry lips were mashed up against his causing him to make a muffled sound of shock and confusion. In the background, there was a sound of a cup smashing into the ground, presumably Cory's cup smashing into the ground. Jon stared at Nick in shock as he soon shoved him away and wiped his lips, huffing but also subtly smiling.

"I'm going to bed now, sorry Cory I won't be able to do any roleplays today." He looked at Cory who had coffee stains all over his shirt, mouth and floor with pieces of the cups all in different places in the puddle of coffee. No one spoke as Nick ran out of the kitchen with what seems to be excitement, but when Nick was gone Dawn finally spoke up.

"Well Ashlie, you owe me 20 dollars."