MCYT Oneshots

Amnesia (Skeppy and Badboyhalo)

"So you really don't remember me?"

Skeppy looked at the stranger standing in front of him. He seemed familiar, but he wasn't sure where he knew him from. He began to rack his brain for any memory of this man, but he couldn't.

"I'm sorry, but am I supposed to?" Skeppy asked, even more, confused than before

The stranger's eyes began to swell up with tears "Skeppy it's me, B-bad," He said "BadBoyHalo."

Skeppy shook his head and turned around "I'm sorry, but I gotta get goin-"

The stranger grabbed his arm "Skeppy," He turned around to the stranger, who was now clearly crying "It's me, Darryl, your best friend."

Skeppy looked at the man "Listen, I want to belive you, I really do," He gently removed the stranger's hand from his arm "But, my name is Zak, I don't know who you are, but please leave me alone."

Skeppy turned around and walked down the street, leaving the stranger alone on the street. He kept his head down as he walked, still feeling a little bad for how he spoke to the stranger. He was just confused, he recognized him, but he just couldn't remember from where. He sighed and rubbed his head. Maybe he just needed to go home and get some rest, yeah maybe that would help. He smiled as he approached his apartment building. He unlocked his door and walked inside, jumping at the sound of his phone ringing. He pulled it out and found a few messages. He sighed and set his phone down onto the table before walking into his room.

Skeppy sat down on his bed and sighed before falling back onto the covers. He sat here his eyes open, unable to fall asleep for some reason. Something about that stranger and what he had said just didn't sit right with him. He'd remember if he had a best friend, right. There was no way he'd forget someone that important to him. Skeppy smiled and shook his head before closing his eyes. Yeah, there was no way. After a few seconds, Skeppy opened his eyes. It was no use, he couldn't sleep. He sat up, and stop dup, cringing at the sudden pain that it brought to his head. He stumbled back to his bed, quickly sitting back down in an attempt to wait the headache out. Skeppy groaned in pain as he fell back onto the covers on his bed, tears now forming in his eyes. Why did it hurt so much? He sat there on his bed for what seemed to be a good 5 minutes before the pain was finally lifted from his head.

Skeppy opened his tear-filled eyes and looked around his room, before sitting back up, slowly this time, hopeful to avoid another headache. Skeppy let out a sigh of relief when the pain from before didn't return. He let out another sigh before pushing himself up off his bed and walking to his PC. He turned it on and was met immediately by a piece of fanart. 

(Credit to b0shass on insta)

He recognized himself as the person on the top, but who was the person holding up? He leaned closer to the screen and suddenly it hit him. Memories came flooding back to him all at once. Guilt filled his mind as the tears returned to his eyes. He closed out of the web browser and quickly moved into TeamSpeak, where he found that he was online. He immediately called him before practically bursting into tears when he picked up. He didn't say anything, he only let out a sob.

"Skeppy?"

"Bad, I'm so sorry." He sobbed "I'm so so so sorry."

Bad didn't say anything as Skeppy sobbed.

"Geppy."

Skeppy whipped his tears away before looking up at the computer screen and found that Bad was calling him on Skype. Skeppy wiped his nose before answering the call. Bad's face filled the screen as soon as Skeppy clicked the answer button. Skeppy looked down and away from the screen.

"Bad, I," Skeppy paused and sighed "I, I-"

"Zak."

Zak stopped talking and looked up at him.

"It's okay, it wasn't your fault." He said

Zak shook his head "Darryl, I still said those things to you and I was a huge asshole to you." Zak said

Darryl chuckled "Language, you muffin."