Definitions <3 (Skeppy Fanfic)

Chapter 18

Suggested by SillySide 💕
It took forever to get the definition oof
prank gone wrong
/praNGk ɡôn rôNG/
phrase
If a practical joke goes wrong, it stops progressing in the way that you expected or intended, and becomes much worse.

Darryl POV

This is going to be great.

I'm finally going to get Skeppy back for all the times he trolled me. I managed to get OP on his server, now I'm going to grief it.

I have the backup and I'm ready to start.

I started off by setting the ground to lava, people started dying. I felt bad so I changed it to tnt instead so they won't die.

Almost instantly Skeppy messaged me;

S: GET ON TS RIGJT NOW
B: Why?
S: SHUT UP AND JOUN

I joined his room and I was greeted by a loud yell.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" He yelled.

It was so loud that it almost made me fall out of my chair. He sounded really, really mad. He's not usually like this, I thought about stopping the troll but decided to continue.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You know exactly what I mean." He replied.

"No I don't." I laughed. I set everything to lava and he yelled louder. "Okay I'm deoping you." He said.

"No," I yelled "Stop."

The troll can't end yet.

I quickly typed;

Ban Skeppy for SORRY

"What the heck Bad!" He yelled.

"Sorry!" I exclaimed.

I continued to grief his server, blowing up tnt, and completely destroying everything.

Finally it seemed like he's had enough, "Can you just stop!" He yelled, "I've had a horrible day and you're just making it worse."

I felt a wave of guilt wash over me, "Okay I'm sorry."

"Can you please put in the back up?" He said in a small voice.

"Okay you muffin." I replied.

I messaged Neon to put in the back up but he messaged me this;

N: We have a problem
B: What?
N: The back up failed

My heart stopped.

No.

This can't be happening.

He's going to be devastated.

"Oh my goodness." I mumbled.

"What's wrong?" Skeppy asked.

"I'm so sorry." I exclaimed.

"What?!" He shouted.

"The back up failed." I said.

He went silent for at least 3 minutes. I decided to talk, "Are you okay?"

I heard him slam his hands on his desk, "I'm so done."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" I started.

"It's not your fault okay?" He yelled, "I've had a bad day, I'm just gonna go."

"No wait, Skeppy." I said.

"Shut up Bad!" He yelled, "I'm going to deal with this later, I can't right now."

"I'm sorry." I mumbled one more time.

"It's okay, it's not your fault." He said in a quiet voice, "I'll talk to you later."

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