Clueless | Detective a6d AU

2 - News

a6d POV

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"It has been a couple weeks since me and Skeppy got together," I thought to myself, "Maybe I should text him to catch up on some things. Wonder why we haven't met up after dinner like I suggested." 

I suddenly get a notification on Twitter, a tweet from Skeppy shows up on my phone. I freeze. "Skeppy... He's leaving the Trio? Because of drama..?" 

I suddenly felt guilt cover me, wondering why. "Was it my fault? What happened?" I decide to text Skeppy over this privately. 

French Man - "Hey Skeppy. Is anything going on? What's happened?"

French Man - "Skeppy? I'm worried. Did I do anything? Did Bad do anything?  Why have you left the Trio?"

French Man - "Skeppy please answer me!!"

Still no answer. I get tired of waiting and decided to call him on TS. I get on my chair in my office and start up my computer. I load up TS, calling Skeppy immediately after. It rings. It rings and rings. No answer. I call again, hoping he'll pick up and tell me what happened. It rings, but no answer. I feel like I should know what Bad did or what I did, but I don't know. 

Timeskip

It has been four months since me and Skeppy have last talked, but I'm still doing debates with Bad. Its been a month since the last debate on OnlyHit, and since we last talked to each other. My new job as a detective has been going well, like finding evidence and questioning witnesses. I have not gotten a serious case, which I guess is okay. Does Skeppy know about my new job? I don't think he does. 

I work on some paper work near my computer. 

"Jeez, this is a mess," I sigh. 

I suddenly get a call from Skeppy in TS, startling me a little. We haven't talked in months! Whats does he want? I feel anxiety enveloping me. I put my paperwork aside and shakily accept the call.

"Ske-"

"a6d! I need your help please!" Skeppy said in a worried tone.

"W-Whats happened? I-"

"No time for small talk! I heard about your new job as a detective. I need you here right now!"

"Well, what's the problem?"

"It's about Bad. I haven't heard from Bad in a week. The last video we made together was a challenge video. And-" Skeppy quickly stated.

"Skeppy, Skeppy. I understand you're distressed, but please explain slowly and in detail. Maybe I could help you."

"Okay, Okay," He took a deep breath. "It all started when Bad and I had finished doing a challenge video. We were going to plan recording for tomorrow. So then the next day, I text him, no response. Weird. I text him the next day, still no response! I start to get worried, so I text him all week, and now I've called you. Please. I really need help. I'm sorry about everything over the past few months. I..." I hear his breaths getting shaky. "I-I just..need you... right n-now. P-please a6d..."

"Skeppy..." I hear a sniffle, knowing he's crying right now. I get worried. Where is Bad? I haven't heard any missing person cases recently. "Skeppy, have you reported him missing?"

"N-no I haven't. I'll do that r-right now. I think I'll see you later. I'm sorry about everything."

"Alright. And Skeppy, If I done anything, I'm sorry about that too. I didn't mean to get you worked up in drama. I'm so sorry. I'll talk to you later."

The call ends. I stare at my screen in shock and guilt. Was it my fault Bad went missing? It had to be. I haven't been supporting them like I did last year. Maybe he just got tired of me. I get a lump in my throat. I feel tears welling up in my eyes. 

"Bad... I'm sorry. I'll find you. I'll be sure to do everything I can to help you and Skeppy."

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