Skeppy X BadBoyHalo

Dave!

Art by: Ambermistify

Darryl's POV

I should make breakfast for when Techno comes. Actually, I guess I should call him Dave since that's his name. How strange.

I slowly get out of bed, trying not to wake up Zak. I shiver at the sudden change of temperature and move to the kitchen. I start to get everything out for pancakes, and as soon as I do, I hear a knock on the front door.

I quickly set everything down and start to walk to the door. It's probably Dave!

As soon as I get close enough to open the door, I hear a loud thump followed by an, "AAHHHH IS THAT DAVE?!" I jump, not expecting anyone else to be up.

Zak bolts out of our room, creating a lot of noise.

"OH MY GOODNESS, I NEARLY HAD A HEART ATTACK!" I screeched in response.

"I'm sooooooooorrrrry!" Zak pouted, slowing his run to a walk as he got closer.

"No no no, it's okay!" I quickly replied.

"Hehehehehe I got you!" He laughed while fumbling with the door. "HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII DAVE!" He shouted as soon as he actually did manage to get it open.

"Wow, you're really loud." Dave muttered, looking scared for a split second.

I hear a door swing open violently and footsteps approaching. Vincent started shouting, "You guys...are so loud...why are you screa-AH! DAVE! HI!"

"That was a drastic change in emotions." Zak laughed while nudging me in my side.

"OwW" I moaned. Zak looked at me in a very suspicious way and smiled.

Dave groaned. "Let me in already! I'm tired and hungry!" He walked in and saw the pancake stuff out. "Please tell me when those are done. I'm going to pass out." I show him to his room while Vincent and Zak start making the pancakes.

"Here's your room!" I said as I swung the door open.

"Thank you!" Dave smiled, making his way over to the bed.

I walked back to the kitchen to see Vincent and Zak playing with the flour. Why do I feel so mad? They're just messing around.

Zak sees me and motions for me to join them.

"How many times are you going to make a mess and make me clean it up?" I joke.

"I'm sorry." Zak frowned.

"Oh no babe it's okay! Don't actually feel bad I was just playing." I soothed, motioning for a hug.

There was a faint squealing sound as Vincent watched us from the other side of the counter. All I heard was him chanting, "my ship has sailed, my ship has sailed.."

"OH MY GOODNESS STOP SAYING THAT!" I shouted after a few seconds.

"What do you mean?" Vincent asked sarcastically.

"Yeaaaah Darrylll whatcha mean?" Zak giggled.

"GRRRR..." I grumbled.

Zak and Vincent continued to make a giant mess while I made the pancakes.

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We all sat at the table to eat pancakes, Zak sitting next to me on my right, while Vincent and Dave sit next to each other on the other side of my table.

"These are so good!" Dave said after finishing his first bite.

"Yeah!" Vincent and Zak chime in.

"Thanks!" I reply.

We continued to eat our pancakes while catching up with each other's lives.

Should I...

I slowly move my hand down and over to Zak's hand. He looks at me with curiosity in his eyes and grabs my hand with his.

He looks so adorable.

We continue eating while holding hands, which proved to be difficult with my left hand.

"Hey Darryl?" Dave said, breaking the silence.

"Yeah?" I reply.

"I thought you were right handed?" He pointed out.

Oh my goodness...oh my goodness...

I panicked for a second but quickly came up with a genius answer.

"Oh, I eat with my left hand..." I answered. It was followed by a small silence.

"You seem to be having difficulties." He observed as I dropped a piece of pancake.

Crap!

Vincent almost fell off his chair, he was laughing so hard.

"I'm just shaky today." I laughed awkwardly. I looked over to Zak for the first time in a while and he was blushing insanely, looking down to try and hide it.

"Oh, okay." Dave replied, laughing as well.

Thank you all for being patient. I forgot about this story but just recently started getting notifications from here.