Chapter 8

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Darryl/Badboyhalo's POV

We closed the door and I asked.
"Okey so what did you see in his home?"
"Bruh, I- here." he pulled out his phone and showed me a picture. It was of Mega, but he was standing further way.
"It fell out of a book. I don't know why, but it looks like Jacob was following him withouth Mega noticeing him. Very Stalkery." he said while i looked at it for a little longer.
"Mh- we don't know that really, but I'll keep that in mind." and looked at him. " What else was there?"
"I don't really know, since most of his stuff is locked. Weirdly enough."
"Wait what? Locked?" i asked a little confused. Locked?
"I don't know- like his drawers and stuff."
"Huh.. okey. Nothing more?"
"No not really, sorry."
"Bummer, but okey."
We talked for a little longer and trying to figure some stuff out-

Mega's POV

Me and set Friends were just talking about stuff, nothing special. After a little I wanted to check out what those two idiots were up to, cause why not. I nugged Jacob.
"Yea?"
"I'm gonna see what those idiots upstairs are doing." I said in sign language.
"Heh. Tell me later what there was. Haha!" he laughed and i nodded.
I really like his laugh and walked upstairs. Koncking on the door quietly.
"Who's there?" Zak asked.
Slightly opening the door and waving.
"Oh heeeyy Mega. Come in!" he said and I closed the door.

"What's up Meg?" Darryl asked.
I typed on my phone.
"What are you two doing?"
"Oh nothing much, just talking about stuff." Zak said
"Okey, like what?" I typed.
"We were talking about our next video!"
Zak quickly replied.
Next Video huh? Okey. Man, i expected more. Whatever.
"Oh okey then." I looked at them for a little while.
"W-what is it Mega?" Darryl asked.

"What were you two really talking about." I typed, since for some reason i felt something else.
"What do you meeeaaan?" Zak asked. "We just said it, our next Video bro!" he continued.
"I was just asking again, since I heard from somewhere or someone that Jacob was acting much weirder than usual. What is that supposed to mean." I finally asked, since it keept bothering me from the second I heard about it.
"Whaaaat! PFF! Are you hearing voices or something bruh??" Zak asked.
"Be serious with me here dumbass. Do you know something about this or what?!" This is garbage.
"No of course not!" Even tho Zak keept denying it Darryl looked a little nervous.
"Darryl." I typed.
"Y-YES?" jeez why so loud.
"Do you know something about it?"
"I- no! No i don't know anything! Sorry." he stuttered a bit.
"Darryl. Don't lie to me. Spit it out."
"Yo! Stop pressureing him man!" Zak broke out.
"N-no it's fine Zak!"
It was silent for a little while.

"You know what. It's fine, whatever. If you do know something tell me." I typed and after they saw it i felt. Slamming the door and walked back downstairs. I tapped in Jacob's shoulder and pointed outside.
"You wanna talk?" he asked and i nodded. So we walked out and he asked-
"What did you wanna talk about?"
I closed the door and walked a bit further away from it.
"Hey wait!"

"Why is almost everyone here talking about being more weirder, violent and other stuff?" I asked very quietly.
He looked very much suprised and confused.
"What?? That doesn't make sense?? Why would they think of me like that?" he said very confused.
"I don't know either Jacob, but it has been flying around and i think Zak and Darryl are hidding something, but I don't know." i added.
He thought for a little while.
"That's garbage! Why are they saying all of this about me! I haven't done anything wrong!" he seemed a little disappointed. I layed my hand on his head.

"It's okey Jacob. They are probably talking bullshit anyway." i said and he smiled a little.
"Thanks Mega." and gave me a head pat back, it made a little giggle.
"Let's go back inside." i said.
"Okey!"
We walked back in and everyone didn't really leave their spot, except for Clay, George and Sapnap they were in the backyard. Me and Jacob sat back on the couch.

Clay/Dream's POV

Me, George and Sapnap were chilling in the small backyard, which reminds me- why aren't we doing stuff here? Eh they probably planned it for tomorrow or something. We just talked, nothing much. It did felt nice being here with them tho. I stood up since I wanted to grab my drink from the table and looked over the fence.

Huh? Who's that? Two dudes. One of them kinda looked like George, tho he had alot poofyer hair, he's wearing a beanie and has a guitar with him. The other one looked sorta buff, but nothing like me of course, dark brown hair and wore a business suit. Alright then.
The one with the guitar saw me and I quickly walked back to George and Sapnap.
"You good Clay?" George asked.
"Yea I'm good." and took a sip.
We keept talking, but those two that I saw keept bothering my mind.

Wilbur's POV

"Hey Schlatt? Did you see that Guy over that fence over there?"

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