Demented [[Professor RocketXJohnny Jumble]] //Crashbox//

❂chapter one

This whole dimension is incredibly confusing, but I suppose slipping on a sly personality can help convince people you're fine with the current circumstances. My name is Johnny, and I am a radio host for a TV show. I try my best as to not seem self aware, but I have let a couple things slip. There is one individual in this game that specifically has caught my interest for quite awhile, and that would be nobody but Professor Rocket himself. He never thought he'd find himself in the situation he was in right now. No, the situation we were both in right now. We're both sitting in my station, awkwardly staring away from each other quietly. Dammit, I don't even know what I'd say.. if I said hello, things would become even more awkward. So, I decided to say the thing that came to heart first, "How are you, dear?" I put on a grin and looked at him. I can't tell if that was a bad idea or not, to be quite frank.

"Oh,!" Rocket flinched in his seat, staring at him as a bit of sparks flew off of him from embarrassment. Johnny brushed it away and chuckled, pushing his microphone away, as it had began to get in the way a little. "That was quite the reaction." Johnny leaned back in his seat and propped his feet onto the tabletop, though he pressed a couple buttons on accident. "What exactly did you invite me here for?" Rocket questioned, tensing up at Johnny's relaxed posture. "Mm, I've been having quite the urges to get to nwok-- oops, know.. you recently, thought I might try and find some things out, y'know?" It was a common mistake for Johnny to mess up his words because of how often he scrambled them, especially when he was nervous. Rocket quietly laughed and leant back. He was starting to adapt to Johnny's rather awkward behavior.  "Tell me, why do ye' got such an interest in me?" Rocket asked. "Guess it's just instinct, huh?" Johnny replied. "Wouldn't count that as a valid answer, but whatever," Johnny snickered and wrapped an arm around Rocket, "Hey, let me tell you somethin'," He narrowed his eyes and muttered, "Not all things are meant to be said." Rocket squirmed around a little, shaking at the strange contact they had developed. Johnny slowly removed his hand. "Until the next time we meet, dear," 

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that took so long.. and its not even 500 words..

if this gets popular im def making chapter two.. but for now

peace out ￣へ￣