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Foolish was officially tired of Bad’s bullshit. He was getting really exhausted of him trying to take away his land, destroying his hard work and trying to get DreamXD on his side. He was quite frankly too dizzy to bother even arguing with him at this point, trying to focus on building the god’s statue. He was halfway to replacing the dirt with gold, just as the entity wished, until Badboyhalo appeared and started another fight, although more one-sided this time.
The hybrid knew that he’s been clearly put off by something and decided to get out his internal anger, or whatever it was, on Foolish instead of going to therapy. He’d even suggested scheduling him a session with Puffy but the offer was quickly turned down as Bad started throwing insults at him, taking offence in the offer to help him out.
“You horrid muffin, are you even freaking listening to me?!”
Foolish stares at him, smiling, trying to somehow transfer his thoughts that he was in no mood to deal with Bad’s problems. Obviously it didn’t work out as the half demon grabbed him suddenly and he’s thrown off one of the railing next to DreamXD’s statue.
“XDGODS FUCKING dammit-! Bad you bastard!”
He yells out, frantically going over his inventory and looking for a water bucket. He doesn’t find it. Fear. He fears failing again. He looks at the ground getting increasingly closer to him and feels the resignation, the hopelessness almost, settle in. He’s going to lose his stuff again like to Antfrost and XD was very possibly going to be angry with him, again.
DreamXD joined the game.
Foolish doesn’t notice the information pop up, too focused on the fact he’s mere metres from hitting the ground and dying. He waits for it, closing his eyes, enjoying the cold breeze as he falls until everything suddenly stops.
He feels no heat, no sun, no more Bad’s threats and he doesn’t feel his body crash against the sand.
Instead, he feels something shift around him. It’s cool, not in the way cold usually bothers him, even under the layers of armour and clothing. It’s calming, it’s overwhelming and Foolish has to remember that they’re not friends, and their relationship is nothing of that sort.
Breathe Foolish.
He does. He inhales sharply, knees giving out under him, the god looming over him however not threateningly. (His/it’s/their? He’ll go with his.) His expression doesn’t change at all, merely a change in his posture, but the Shark Totem is well aware that the atmosphere is tense. Grim as you will. He takes his time focusing on getting his breath steady, before standing up, smiling hollow. XD looks at him and turns away, lifting his hand for some reason.
“Holy muFFINHEAD-”
Foolish hears Badboyhalo scream out from the railing he’s pushed him off and he suddenly lands roughly on the ground in front of the god. He groans from the pain of landing like that and as he tries to stand up, he’s kicked into his stomach, back onto his knees.
Oh fuck. He’s angry.
That’s the only thing the demigod realizes, now unsettled at the mere thought. He wasn’t mad at Foolish, but he still feared him. He still feared the god’s wrath, even if it was not meant towards him.
Leave. You are not to harm him anymore. You’ve seen what I can do. The Nightmare. Do not make me change it into reality.
Bad stares at him, his dark skin, somehow seeming fairly pale now and stutters repeatedly something incoherent. He nods his head, slowly stands up with XD’s stare/glare on him and leaves. He leaves, looking scared out of his mind and the demigod has no idea what exactly has been said that frightened the hell outta him.
“So uh- Well that certainly was something.” Foolish laughs quietly, the diziness still present but not to the point he’s not able to properly hold himself upright.
“Sorry about him. He’s just been trying to get on my nerves while I was working on your statue. I’ve actually made good progress on it, so-”
Has he hurt you beyond that?
The Shark Totem looks at him surprised, sensing something of importance to the god but it is painfully unaware to him what the other really wants.
“Not really. He’s just been a dick y’know, insulting me out of nowhere this time and when he just pushed me off one of the railings.”
..He has said something to you, hasn’t he? What was it?
Foolish ignores the question, rambling about his adjustments on the god’s statue. It’s not that he doesn’t remember exactly what has especially struck him, he remembers it very clearly, but rather fears of how DreamXD would react to hearing the context of it.
You’re just a puppet Foolish! I mean, it’s even in your name. You’re just a dumb servant blindly following XD. He’s using you, don’t you see that?! He’s playing with you! Has been all this time. He doesn’t care what actually happens to you, he just wants you to expand that cult of his. When you end what he wished for, you’ll be thrown away . Like a used up piece of paper or a rotten apple, or the best of all, he’s going to throw you away after realizing how useless you actually are after he stops needing you. He doesn’t need you. Firstly, he could do all of it on his own, yet he doesn't.
Because he likes having someone to manipulate. And that certain someone being little ignorant you, Foolish.
Maybe he is naive. Maybe XD is using him. (Very possibly actually, though there’s no way he’d admit it openly.) But he wants to try. He wants this godly power. He craves to leave and enjoy his full godliness or whatever it’s called. He remembers the Red Banquet. Remembers corrupted Antfrost striking him down and that was the first he’d experienced true fear for what happens to him. He knows death, however not in person. He got to experience it for the first time.
More importantly, Foolish knows what will happen to him when he loses his two left canon lives. He wants to prevent it if it’s possible. He doesn’t want to be stuck in limbo.
Am I gonna get an answer or do I have to smite you down again to get it?
“I- Sorry. I can answer any question you’d like me to answer, but drop it. Just this once.”
You dare-
“I don’t dare to do anything. Please. Just drop it. Either way, I’m sure Bad could go off about it if you asked him.”
But I am not asking him, am I?
“No.. Suppose not. Sorry.” Foolish swallows heavily, waiting for some sort of understandable answer. He waits and waits, his eyes stuck looking fearfully on the other’s unwavering smile.
Alright.
“You don’- alright? That’s it?”
What else did you want? Some sort of five years old anger outburst?
“What? No, definitely not, but.. Nevermind. Thanks DreamXD.”
You owe me for this.
Foolish laughs at that, the familiar teasing tone lifting his spirits.
“Of course I do.”
Stop sulking and take a nap Foolish. I’m not having you work while at the verge of fainting or distracting yourself and ruining my statue.
“But!”
No buts. You’re going to sleep. I’ll watch over you in case someone unwanted decides to visit.
Their surroundings shift and the demigod almost faints because of the teleportation this time, swaying. He plops down onto his bed clumsily, the tiredness catching up to him. It’s true. In this state he’d only do more damage to the statue then good.
He takes off his armour with the immortal being looking at him intently, making sure he goes to bed. He scrambles under the sheets, relishing in the softness for a minute.
“Goodnight XD.”
His eyes close themselves and Foolish slowly gets more and more sleepy. He’s half conscious already when it happens, but he remembers it perfectly. The hand playing with his chocolate-like hair and then moving down to rest against his cheek as if trying to offer some comfort or relaxation. It leaves as soon as he starts to enjoy the sensation and attempts to keep it there.
Goodnight, little shark.
(End <3)