Play With Me: A Banana Bus Crew Fan Fiction

Chapter One

"Goin' out like a bitch pussy!" Smii7y screamed as he slammed a wildcard down on the table. He stood up with his fists raised high in the air as John began to run through curses and insults as if he were reading them from a list. Craig threw his right hand to his forehead in disbelief. Ohm had assured everyone at the table that Smii7y had a red card, and they had changed the direction of turns and stalled long enough to change the color to green, but the efforts had been for nothing.

"What the fuck, Ohm." Craig said. Ohm giggled, but in a defeated tone.

"I thought he had a red."

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"You're a stupid cunt, Ohm, did you know that?" John chimed in. 

"I'm not a cunt." Ohm chuckled.

"You're right." John agreed. "Because cunts get fucked, but they don't fuck everyone else."

"I'm sorry..."

"I'm so glad this shit is over!" Smii7y cried. "We've been here for a fuckin' hour, brother. You know how many dicks Mini could have sucked in an hour."

"Five." Craig said. "What's your point?"

"I'm going to bed, boys. I'll be dreaming of victory as I do every night because I'm a fuckin' winner." Smii7y said as he stretched and began a slow march to the door. He stubbed his toe on the table and cursed. "None of you saw that shit. I'm still a fuckin' winner. Wipe your minds."

"I'm going, too." Craig yawned.

"I'm leaving, but I'm not going to sleep." John told them. "I'm gonna have a post loss nut and smear it on a picture of Ohm."

"Mmm." Ohm cooed. "Same time next week?"

"No." The three said in unison.

"Why not?" Ohm whined.

"John and I are playin' Rainbow Siege, bitch." Smii7y called behind himself. 

"Reddit." Craig simply said.

"Week after?"

"No." Again, in unison.

"Week after th-"

"We'll see you in a month, Ohm." Craig told him.

"A month?" Ohm cried. "Why so long?"

"This two in the morning shit ain't workin' for me, brother." John admitted.

"It's not that long, Ohm." Craig reasoned. "Call Jiggly. He can play with you."

"He's busy."

"Try Nogla."

"He's busy."

"What about Delirious?"

"He's busy! You're all busy!"

"Sucks to be you." John quipped as he and Smii7y marched out the front door.

"Everyone is leaving me." Ohm mumbled to himself. "How long before none of you have time to play with me anymore?"

"This happens sometimes, Ohm." Craig explained. "When it does, you just have to do your own thing until it blows over. Hold in there, champ." And with that, Craig was gone and Ohm was alone in his home, again. For weeks, his home had been like this; empty and quiet. Void of his friends that were once so prominent in his life. He clenched the tip of the red sock on his head and slowly slid it off, letting the skin on his face breathe. Only he could see himself; only he truly knew his own appearance, and it remained like this as his home had no one who could see his true self. He sighed as he stood and dragged himself to his bedroom and fell face down on his sheets. He let the emptiness of both his house and his mind lull him into a restless sleep that would be full of despair as he thought about how his next few weeks would reflect this night. 

This was not the first time his friends had spent this long away from him. They seemed busier and busier as of late and the thought of being completely alone struck him hard as the possibility of it seemed to be getting bigger as every day rolled by. He was not looking forward to the day when he lost them forever. That day was coming, and it was coming quick, and if he didn't act fast, he'd lose them forever.