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It was a Saturday night when Skeppy first noticed the orb floating around Bad’s head. Bad was doing a late night stream and Skeppy was sitting on Bad’s bed waiting for the chance to give him a kiss and drag him to the couch to cuddle. They had just moved into a new house and Skeppy wanted to find everywhere he could get comfortable. So far, he’s found the dumbwaiter, under the dining room table, and in the bathtub to be good places. He’s also tried the couch but it didn’t feel right so he wants to try with Bad since there’s enough room for the both of them. But anyways, Skeppy noticed the orb was starting to take form of … something, he wasn’t too sure what until it fully developed a couple minutes later.
It looked like a little girl.
She seemed to be interested in the bright monitor in front of her. And Bad. She kept looking back and forth. Bad was completely unaware and just kept talking.
“Hello?”
Bad turned around. “Hi?”
The little girl quickly disappeared.
“Do you need something, sGeppy?”
Where’d she go?
“sGeppy?”
“Huh? What?”
“Do you need something? You were sort of just staring next to me. Are you alright?”
“Mhm.”
“You sure? You seemed concentrated on something. If there’s something here, you need to tell me.”
“Oh, it’s nothing. Just lost in thought.” How could he believe me about a ghost. “Although, I do want you to hurry and finish so we can go test the couch.” I bet it was just my imagination.
“sGeppy. Just go to sleep.”
“Nooooooooooo…” Skeppy says in his most whiny baby voice. “Cuddles.”
“Zak, no. Go to sleep.”
“Mmmmmmmmmhmmmmmmhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. No. Cuddles.”
“Do you want me to get the melatonin?”
“No. Cuddles are the best melatonin.”
Bad sighs in defeat. “Fine. Give me another hour or so.”
“Mkay. I love you!”
“I love you too, hun.”
Skeppy gives Bad a wide smile. Bad returns it and turns back around to continue streaming.
She had to be my imagination.
Bad finishes his stream and gets changed into sleepwear. Skeppy grabs his arm and drags him downstairs. They lay down on the couch, Bad on his back and Skeppy on his stomach on top of Bad. They turn on a movie and start to drift off to sleep. Right before Skeppy’s eyes close…
The orb is back.