((Ew why did I ever think MP3 x MePhone4 was a good idea- I love the kid, but it's not even th- nevermind thats a spoiler-))
MePod is now fourteen and his best friends are his family.
There's loud shouting coming from the living room. MePod tries to focus on his work like he has done for years now, but the argument sounded different than normal, and he couldn't help but listen in to what his parents were saying.
"ALL YOU DO IS SIT AROUND EATING ALL DAY! DON'T YOU REALISE THAT WE HAVE SOMEONE TO TAKE CARE OF!? HE NEEDS ATTENTION YOU KNOW!!"
"I DO SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT! AND I DO GIVE HIM ATTENTION! BUT YOU'RE ALWAYS TRYING TO KEEP HIM AWAY FROM ME SO I CAN'T!!"
"LIES! YOU NEVER EVEN TRY TO MAKE TIME FOR HIM! YOU'RE ALWAYS IGNORING HIM WHEN HE TRIES TO TELL YOU SOMETHING! YOU ALWAYS STAY HOME WHEN HE PLAYS AT THE HALL!!"
There's a loud static-like sound.
"̧̧͕̞͉̪̯̬̺͍̤̋ͩ͋̿Y̡̥ͨ͊͑̎̂͊͌̿O̮͔̯̥̟̱͈̐̒ͭ̀Ũ̢̦͍̼̮̝̫ͯͦͥ͗ͭ̓́̕ ̸͎͎̋ͨͩ͒ͣ̅K̘͕ͧ͌͋̇̽̂N̷̬̭̩̦͚ͯ̆̃̃͋̀̏O̶̴͕̱͓̩̗̪̦͗͗͝W̹̦̘͔̱͓̌͐́̾͛ͭ̊́ͅ ̘̥̭̩̹̼ͨ͂̍͌ͦͅW̖̠̹ͩͩͫͨͤ̈́Ĥ̯̐̂͋͘Ḁ̙̓͐̒̾̿̇̒̍̈́̀͠T̯̺͐̃͒͘͜!̜̳̟̣̬̯͍̣̿̃̉ͦ͗̀͝?̸̢̮̭͖̳͙̥͕̱ͨͥ̊̓̈̌ͬ͒ ̜̞̦̥͎ͭ́͝I͍̺̯̬̪ͣ̃̏̌ ̵̱̱͂͟C̱͇̲͕̫̤̜ͫͫͭ͛ͧ͑A̪̯͙͓͉̣̿ͮ̀N̴̻̖̩̫̱̗ͮͥ́͂́̇͗̕T̳̭̄͂̏͋ͮ ͓͉̟ͮͨ̇́D̵͓̹͚̦̮̮̳̘͒͜͜Ó͍͍̋͌ͦͦͤ̀ ̢͉̎ͨ͒T͎̙̣̫͍̥͂̂́ͯ̊̓̏Ĥ̸̰̩̯͈̙̯ͬ̆ͤͯ͗͆̆̀́I̸̩̟͒̽̾͑̿̋͌̐̚͝S͓̣̠̮̻̣̰͇̎͌ͣ̉ͮ͗̑͝ ̣͖̜͎̙̤̾̌͐ͮͭ͒A̰̜͒ͥ̒̚̚Ǹ̶͚̘̣̘̠̩͆̄ͮ͟͠Y̶̫͎̣̲ͫ̄ͧ̉ͥ̑ͣ͑̕͢M̪̓O̱͆͊R͉̮͎̳͙͉͗̃̀̚ͅE̶̷͔̦͍̫͖̟̋̔͛!̂͏͙̫ͅ!̷̡̝̹̽ ̤͎͎͕ͪͥͪ͊ͪW̧͎̤̬̩̱̙̙̤͉ͦ̓̓͗̏͒̏E̦̰̬̣̝͗́͡'̷̢̤ͬ̔̎͒̎̌̍̃Řͥͦ͋̽̈҉͖͕̠͓̹̯Ḙ̷̛̦̰̙̺̪̳̌̇̌ ̴̿̿ͣ̇͑ͧ͏̳̮̦̼͇̲̮̦̠L̑ͣ̇̔͑̿͑҉͕̜̯͇̪͜Ẽ̴̛̱͙͚̿ͬ̕A̺̖͔̭̞̤̒͋̔̄̄͛̅ͯͅV̨̙̪̙͚͎̲̲̗͎̈ͧ̆ͮͣ̓͗̚I̶̵̡̪̳̙̩ͮ͋ͫͯ͗̒N͔͖͍͚̽̓̔ͬ̏͆ͩ̊͢G̹̣̈́̑ͧͬͫ̌̌̚͟!̛̑̚҉̗̯̳̱̭̹̭̥!̗̯ͧ̍̑ͬͤ̉̐̇͌!͗͒̈́̾͌̃̍҉̖̱"̵̷̼̤̘̱̹̎̃̾̇̉̓
"WE'RE???"
"̤̮̻̜̻͙͉̰͛͆̽͜͡Ỷ̳̣̘̫̲̻̎ͧͪ̆̄ͣ͗̕͠E͍̝̺͙ͨ̌͟A̠̝̪̗͔͎̾͛ͮͩ́ͦ͛́̚H̷̛͖͖͔͇̭̥̅̇ͦ!͕̈ͣ͐͢͠ ̹̞͚̹ͦͨ̓M̮̮̱͗̾̉ͬ͑͜Ė̍̚͏̟P͖̭̣̱̰̟͎̽̾ͩ̒ͪÖ̸̢̥̝̲̜͙̙̮̼͉͊ͨͯ̚̕D̘̜͕̱̝̜̖ͧͪ͗͛̌ͨͭ̌͝!̛̥͈̆͞ ̼͔͖̮͓̙̬̭͂̋͌̏̽P̶̡̠͇͙ͫ̋̇͂́͒̈ͥA̓̍͛̉̏̽͗ͧ̈́͏͙̤͇̰C̬͈̦͇̺̙̠̱̲̈̈͗̽́̚Ķ̘́͛̇̀ͨ̀ͨ̚ͅ ͕͓̾̈́̿̀Ỹ̧̰̣͔͎̱͉̰́̔ͮ̚ͅO̭̰̮̤͙͙̖͋̊ͤṲ̟̗̭̫̥͉ͨ̔̉̒̅ͭ̀͒͞R̲̰̭ͥͨ̂̿ ̢̧̖͓̱͓̰̈́ͪ͋̈̇ͥͦB̫͈̠̯̣̖̗̼ͫ̌̆ͨ̓Ả͕̖̋ͫͬ͐C̳͔̱̳̹ͤ̉͟͠ͅḲ̷̞̖̠͎̘̅ͩ͑͑͌͆ͬ͜P̼̣͈͇͖͓ͩ̌̀̓̈̾A̙͍̲̤̝̖̪̭̲͋̇̕͡C͓̣̑ͦ̀̚ͅK̞̠͈̠̏͗ͨ̉ͩ̋͆ͥͅ,̯͍̖̖̔ͥ̍̕͝ ͬ̿ͩ̂ͤͫͮͦ̽͏̠W͙͎͙͔̞͔͌͑̃̍̆̌̊͋͟͠E̠̝̜̬̘͕ͮ͒̌̌̍̈̉̄̕͝Ṛ̴̱̫̬͉͉̩̜̖͐̈́ͨͤ́͆̊̚E̢̞̼̙ͤ̋̾͡ ͮ̒ͫ̌̅̾͠͏̼̦͉̞̦̘̥̲͢G̹̥͕͈̳͎͓͆̒̇̋̅ͭ̀͘O̴ͫ̇͗͛̍͏̺͔͇Ī̵̢̙͟Ñ͕̺͖̝̀ͬ̕Ģ̹͎̲̤̄͠ ̝̙̱ͦ̏ͧ͐̓̇̇̍Ā̛̱̞͚̱͖̘̌͛̄ͬ͘W͖̰̰̹̤͕̜̰͑̄̐A͓̥̯̩̦̤̘̼ͯͪ̋̔ͯ͠Y̘̪͙̰͐͌ͧ̀̿͢"̳̦̞̯ͩ́͑̌̆ͦ́͝
MePod tenses up. That has never happened before. Did that mean forever?? He didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay with his dad and his uncles. He didn't want to go with his mom.
"M-mom- I-I don't want to-" He started. His mom turned to him, anger burning in her eyes.
"̈́P͗͌̀À̮̟C̛ͧ͆̋K̲͚̬̣ͮ̏̅ͯͫ͐͑͘ ̳̖Y̴ͦ̈ͨ̿̅O̧̻͕̫̜̊̍ͅŲ̩͊ͩ͑̓̋̽R̝͎͉͚͍̤͎͑ ͎͕͙̳̮̊̓̽̌̌͛ͅF̩̝͓̺̅̓̀̂̎ͩ͢U͆͛̎̊̅̓̌Ć̱͕͉̰̠͍͈ͪͮ́̈́͗͞K̯ͩ͡I̲̦̦̫̰ͥͨ̿̋̀̚ͅN͇̘̹̅͐ͅG̥ͣ ̖̝̯̪̭̑B̎̔A͕̾G̀̕ ̤̬̟͑ͧͯͤM͔͕͉̳̬̏́ͣͯ͒ͮ͢Ȩ̬͙̣̬̯͖̊ͯP̺͙̹͙̙̜̺ͧ͊̋͜O̗̥̗͒̇̕D̫͔̲̀̊̈̀,.̛̙͔̭͐ͬ ̬̻̥̣N̼O̖͑͋̆̌W̛̗̞̩͙͈͍͒"̯͘
MePod felt tears falling down his screen. He ran to his room and shoved everything he could into his bag. His blanket, his pillow, his fox plush, his notebook, his launchpad, and literally everything he could find.
"MEPOD!!!!" His mother yells. MePod swings his backpack over his shoulder and runs downstairs.
"I'm right here Mom-" MePod starts. Mp3 grabs Mepod's arm.
"Lets go MePod."
"W-wait! Mp3-"
"FUCK OFF MEPHONE-" She screams. She pushes MePod out the door and into an awaiting cab. She flips off the house then gets in as well.
"Where we headed to?"
"As Far Away From This Hell As We Can Get..."
"W-wait- m-mom-"
The cab driver puts his foot on the gas and takes them as far away as he can without running out of gas.
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The Band's Anti-Harmony
General FictionThis is my basic Storyline of The Hyper Band (MemeyBoi/Mepod's Band) they might be out of order idk but i'll do my best to keep em in order-
