Summary: ?????
Warnings: Expletives, cannibalism, very slight NSFW, some other questionable things?
Notes: Thank you to a certain group chat for being the inspiration of this cracc fic! To everyone else out there, enjoy the very out of characterness of our fellow TwoSet gang (or... is it the TwoSet gang?)
And, as usual, feel free to question anything and everything c:< I'll be posting the usual works later on (currently working on Miecho :D), when April 1st is over ahahaha^^
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"You dare slander our relationship like this? Are you attacking us?"
"I'm just saying that both of you are unnecessarily horny all the time in public-" Jordon takes a step back from the screaming Eddy, raising both of his hands up in a barely apologetic gesture. "It's not slander, I swear-"
Sophie clears her throat. "I think he's right. Both of you do this so publicly, and-"
"Excuse me? Do you have a problem with that?"
The flat is growing louder by the second. Some people have decided to stay out of the entire equation - Editor-san is lingering in the corner with one of the filming room's square panels in their arms, seemingly trying to speak to it in the midst of the chaos; Ray is watching from the corner of the room, occasionally chuckling at some of the insults that are thrown at each other; Ling Ling is too busy reading a comic book on the couch where Jordon and Alex are sitting.
There is the faint sound of violin playing from the filming room as the bickering continues. The Smash game is still running in the background as Eddy waves his controller in frustration and reaches into his pocket to throw reaction memes at everyone there.
"Wait-" Sophie is hit in the face with a photo of Mario holding a pistol. "Hold up-"
"How dare you insult the relationship between me and Brett-"
There is the faint sound of footsteps as Brett walks in through the hall, rubbing his eyes. "I come back... to this?"
The room truly is a mess; reaction memes litter the ground as Eddy reaches into his pocket and pulls out even more reaction memes. Editor-san and Ray are still pressed against the wall (Editor-san seems to be cradling the panel like it's a child). Ling Ling flips a page of their comic book and mumbles something about Brett's top energy vibes.
Eddy's eyes are still burning as he points at Jordon and Sophie. "Help me in protecting our relationship."
"Excuse me?" That is all Brett needs to hear. Soon, his eyes are reflecting Eddy's anger. "Excuse me?"
Silence.
"I'm just saying the truth," Jordon begins. "It's different from the one that I have with Alex-"
He is interrupted by the sound of angered chaos.
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Ray steps into the filming room to escape the chaos of the living room. Sophie is standing there, practicing the violin with a furrowed brow. He pauses.
"Weren't you... in the other room just a few seconds ago?"
She snaps her head up. "Oh, that's Sophie. There are quite a few of us, and we all just so happen to share the same name."
"There are what?"
"But the last Sophie is a mic, so it reduces the confusion." She tilts her head toward the microphone on the white table. "We call her Sofi. ソフィー, if you will."
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