Animator Ships One Shots (Discontinued)

Help Me Part 1 (Adam x Adam)

(I know, I leave for a month and I come back with this. Just, stick with me for a sec. Please.)

Present Adam's POV

I woke up to another nightmare. My heart began to pound out of my chest. I was shaking as I looked around my small room. "Yet another nightmare. Time to get things started." I thought. I got up, walked out of my room, said hi to Thurnis and began the day. As I walked into the bathroom, I looked into my tried eyes. Good God, do I look terrible. I try to fix my hair and wash up my face.

After a long shower, I out on my sweater and get to work. At least, that's what I want to do. That's what I wish I could do. I had no motivation to work on stories. To be honest, I didn't even want to get out of bed anymore.

Everyday it's the same thing. I get a call or email from someone who wants to use me for something. All they want is to use my creativity and drain it all out of me to make some money. I'm not a piece of clay they can shape, I'm a person. I wish they saw that. I wish I could still see that in myself. I've tried reaching out but I can't find someone who has the time or actually wants to help me. I'm basically alone.

I get up and take off my sweater. "Not today..." I thought. I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I let out a long sigh as I looked at myself. "What's wrong with you man? You used to have it together. Why are you letting this all get to you?"

As I began to walk out of the room it began to shake. Was it an Earthquake? I turned around and saw a hand burst out of my mirror. I let out a loud scream as the figure came closer. The figure pulled out a second arm as it came closer. I grabbed a razor and held it out at the figure. The figure began to push itself out of the mirror. I saw two horns, similar to mine and my face? The figure threw himself at me and I fell on the ground.

•~•

"Hey, hey. Wake up! You can't be dead. I just got to see you. Aww frick I murdered future me. That means I'm gonna die next year. Oh fuck!" a voice panicked. It had a voice that was almost like mine. I opened my eyes and saw me in my Common Sense sweater. "Holy shit! You're ok, thank God!" he pulled me into a hug and nuzzled my cheek.

"Who the hell are you? Get away from me!" I yelled, breaking the hug.

"Sorry. I'm you but from a year ago. I'm here to help you out since you're going through a hard time now." he explained, "Call me, Past Adam or Younger Adam."

"Ok? How are you supposed to help me anyway? You're not as experienced as me. I'm 22. You're 21." I pointed out.

"We're still the same person though. I know everything about you. You're favorite color is red, you love food,  mainly bagels, bananas, and pizza, choccy milk is the best, and your best friend is James." he said.

"Ok, just because you know all that stuff doesn't mean you know how to deal with this industry." I said. I put on my sweater black and red sweater, so we didn't get confusedly, and walked off.

"Well, I can't go back to the past until I  help you out. So let's get cracking." Past Adam said.

I sat at my desk and opened up my flooded email. "Woah, that's a lot of emails. Are those all bills?"

"Nope, those are offers that some stupid business people are giving me. Some are also articles on how to be a good YouTuber. I get through all of these and then start working on my videos."

"So, when was the last time you had a break?"

"Break?"

Past Adam gave me a comical smile and rolled his eyes at me. He grabbed my mouse and clicked off the video. "What the heck are you doing?" I yelled.

"You need a day off. Did you forget what that means?" he teased. He booped me on the nose and walked off to the kitchen.

"Those were important Adam." I said in a more calm and stern voice.

"We're they really? Think about this. Do you ever take those guy's advice? Do you ever do what they tell you too? Have you changed to fit what they want?" Younger me seemed to be more focused on having a good time. Wish I was still like that. He looked happier than me. I admired his smile, his lively eyes. I really am I shell of my former self.

"Are you gonna answer or just look at me wired?" he asked.

My face warmed up in embarrassment. "Well, no...I don't listen to them."

"Then it's not important. Now, were gonna spend the whole day letting lose. No more of this job talk." he said. He grabbed some Pop Tarts and placed them in the toaster. He put some pizza bagels in the microwave and poured two glasses of chocolate milk.

"That's a lot of junk this early in the morning dude."

"Aww you're learning." Past me cheered. He placed a kiss on my forehead and gave me the cup of milk.

"What the fu- What the?"

He placed his finger on my lip to stop me from talking. "Stop worrying about every little thing. It's ok. Let's just calm you down a little then we'll talk."

He held the cup to my lip and took his finger off. I took a sip and smiled. He raised an eyebrow and gave a smug smile. "Good job good looking. Taking the first steps to feeling better." he celebrated.

"Was I always this flirtatious a year ago?"

"With your friends, yeah. You just lost a bit if yourself in all the YouTube struggle. You'll be ok. I'm not gonna until you feel better."

I smiled at his loyalty. "Thanks me, that's really nice to hear."

"Sure thing man. Now let's go watch movies and play video games!"

(Sorry if this was a little boring. I'm working on building it up. Plus, more story for you. I'll update soon. Thanks for sticking around and for over 2K reads. ILY ^^)