My Diggy Diggy One Shots

Sipsy

TW: Angst! It is gonna be sad...Set in tekkit world, pre "secret" base

Sjips

“Hey Sjin, can you come here for a second,” I hear my boss call and jump off the roof of the geothermal facility, heading toward the sorting room.

I see him through the broken window and stop for a moment. He is halfway in a chest, looking for something. I smile to myself, admiring how good his body looks in his tight space suit.

“Sjin?” He calls, and I quickly look away, hurrying into the facility.

The sound of the rape alarm causes him to jump and bump his head on the chest. “Jesus Sjin, thanks for scaring me!” I chuckle.

“Sorry Sipsy,” I say, blushing slightly. “What do you need?”

He gestures at the cobblestone chest. “The cobble chest is overflowing again, Sjin.” I walk over and pick up all the cobble that didn’t make it into the pipe. “Shiiit Sjin. What have you been doing, you big babby. This should have been fixed ages ago!”

I start filling my pack with cobble and dumping it in the condenser, choosing to keep quiet. “Where is the uranium?”

I smile and grab more cobble from the chest. “Wh- Whose ranium, Sips?”

“Jesus fucking christ Sjin, where is the uranium?” Back to the condenser.

“Did you check the valuables chest?” I see a piece of uranium in the condenser, and grab it.

“How stupid do you think I am Sjin? Of course I checked the valuables chest!” I grab the piece of uranium from the condenser and hold it.

“H-Hey Sips, I got uranium.” I smile, hoping he will settle down. He gets like this sometimes, being a big CEO of a company is hard work. He only acts like this when it is just us two. If he doesn’t settle down, I just go over to my Independent Waterpark or the decoy shed and hang out while he calms down.

He spins and takes the uranium from me. “What the hell, Sjin? Do you just have all the uranium?”

“S-Sips? Are you alright?” I ask, watching him flit from chest to crafting table and back to a different chest.

He stops and turns to look at me. “What are you smiling at, Sjin? Do you find this funny?”

That’s what happens when I watch Sips for too long. Too long as in more than a few seconds. I shake my head. “N-no. O-of course not! What’s wrong Sips?”

He pushes past me, saying nothing. The rape alarm tells me I'm now alone in the sorting facility. I wonder for a moment what's wrong with Sips, figuring he is just a bit crabby.

I don’t know how long I sit there, thinking about Sips, all the perfect things about him. The way his muscles look in that space suit. . .

I come to the conclusion that I am going to tell Sips how I feel. While searching the compound for him, I think about what I am going to say. Something along the lines of: “Sips, I need to talk to you. I like you. More than I should.” Yea, something stupid and cliche like that.

Not finding him anywhere in the compound, I head over to the Girl Guide. I quickly look around my water park, then over the fence to the decoy shed. That is empty as well.

I head for the actual factory, and find the door unlocked. I equip my flying ring and go floor by floor until I find myself at the top. I stand there for a minute, debating if I should go in Honeydew's room or not.

I decide against it and head for the dorms. I enter our room, checking both the beds then peeking in the other room. Only seeing two bodies, I fly with my shoulders slumped.

When I get back to the compound I find Sips lounging by the pool. I sit next to him, wondering where he went.

"Hey Sips?”

He turns and looks at me. I look into his eyes, and almost die. The urge to kiss him is so strong, we are so close I could...

“You’re fired, Sjin.”

I don’t know how long I sit there staring at him, looking for any sign he is joking. I don’t think I have ever seen him look so serious, or so... sad? Heartbroken?

“S-Sipsy. . .?” I trail off, tears filling my eyes. “Wha- What do you mean?”

“We-” He stops and looks down into the water. He tries again. “Sjin,” he takes a deep breath and looks at me. “Don’t cry. Come on Sjin, do-don’t cry.”

It is then that I notice his eyes are glistening as well. “Why, why Sipsy? What did I do? I can change, Sips. I can!” I hear my voice rise, becoming hysterical.

“Sjin, please, don’t do this. I- it isn’t you. It's just - I don’t want to hurt you. It will be better if you leave now. Please, just go.” He turns away, and I know he is crying as well.

“Bu-but Sips! I - I love you! You can’t just leave me.” The tears just keep coming, falling into the pool and creating little ripples in the water.

“Sjin, I want you gone, first thing in the morning. Take what you want, I just want you off my compound. I will have Xephos or someone pass on your pay check.”

“Do- Don’t I ge-get to know why?” I say, between the sobs that rack my body.

“Maybe someday, but not right now. Please Sjin, do this for me.” He looks at me again and I see his tear soaked face, and I know it is now or never.

I lean forward . . . and fall flat on my face.

I open my eyes and look around to find Sips gone. “SIPS!” I yell, but he is gone. A quick search of the compound yields nothing. I do what he says, pack my bag and leave, leaving one last tear-soaked note:

Sips,

I did what you asked, my one last request is this: Someday, tell me why.

I love you, and I will always love you, no matter what.

-Sjin