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are you fucking kidding me.
jeremy was kneeling over the toilet bowl,, he felt terrible. how could this have happened? that’s not even the worst part.
there was a broken squip in his palm.
it all started at home really, it had only been a year since the crazy tic tac had taken over his entire system, but now he was sure he had got it out, maybe it had broken down into chunks of bytes and circuits in his blood? that would have been super weird. he thought that, but later he would find out apparently not.
he and christine hadn’t really worked out, christine said she just wasn’t ready for a relationship yet and they just decided to stay friends, and jeremy was fine with that, he wasn’t sure if he was ready yet either. on the bright side, rich and michael sort of had a thing going on, it kinda started a few months after they began talking in the hospital during jeremy’s unconscious. jeremy was happy for them, but somewhat jealous, he’d always wanted their kind of relationship, but he bottled that up for now. chloe is gone. she was a bitch anyway. brooke and jenna had been dating since the end of the play, that was obviously when they began cutting chloe off, and everyone is greatly glad that she’s gone.
but moving on from jeremy’s life updates, he was preparing for something, and you guessed it; a halloween party. everyone was super weary for this thing. obviously not everyone has the best experience from halloween parties, but surely, nothing could go wrong, so they decided to give it one last go. jeremy was putting on some casual clothes, not ones that would make him look cool, just a general space tshirt and some khaki’s, it wasn’t much as said. he decided to make his own theme, afterall it was his party. he urged everyone to bring their own jellycats, as in the plushie’s, he thought maybe having a plushie would help everyone. did it feel babyish? maybe. did he love the idea? definitely.
he was just straightening the straps on his binder when he heard the doorbell ring, he quickly looked at the clock. 10:15. okay. early for a halloween party, but not too late? he assumed it was michael, and surprise surprise, it was.
It looked like Michael was going casual too. he just had a sweater of three colours on, purple, orange and black, very halloweeny. he had brownish-grey pants on with pockets on the knees and his casual white shoes. his jellycat was of course a sloth, seemily that interest in sloths never ended.
“the theme for this party. is so. awesome.” he stated, before he had even walked in the house, he took a step forward but jeremy pushed him back by taking a step forward. “ah, ah, ah. shoes off. my dad will kill me if i get mud in the house.” michael snorted “relax, these shoes are new, i wouldn’t walk on grass with them.” michael stepped into the house, jeremy bit his lip looking down at his shoes.
“where’s everyone else?”
“i guess we have to wait.”
after a few minutes of playing their own version of beer pong, which they liked to call ‘cola pong’ (they hardly played, they just laughed a lot about the word pong like children), they heard the doorbell ring. about three times. it was obviously rich.
“‘Sup!’ rich exclaimed, it came out more like ‘thup’, but to be honest, the lisp was mostly tuned out by the others now. rich arrived with jake, they were living together now in an apartment, since jake’s house was basically ruined and rich didn’t come from a very.. healthy household, they decided that they could get their own apartment, jake had the money. jake simply smiled. he had a nice smile and lazy eyes, them both combined just made the perfect, relaxed face. it was nice to see him. they were both dressed pretty casually, rich with a white shirt with a chequered green shirt over it and black shorts, jake didn’t try but still managed to look good in his black shirt, cuffed grey pants and shiny gold and white shoes. rich had brought a green dragon jellycat and jake had brought a bear, it looked like maybe this was his first time buying a jellycat, which made jeremy embarrassed to think that he had a pile upstairs.
“hey, guys! are the girls coming together?” jeremy asked as rich pushed past him rudely to greet michael and jake patted jeremy on the shoulder. “nah, i think christine’s comin’ on her own, but jenna and brooke are coming together.” rich let out a snort. “obviously!” michael punched his arm lightly. and rich rubbed it as if it hurt, it didn’t, they both just smiled at eachother. it was clear they were in love. jeremy stared at michael’s face for a moment, blinked. he was pretty, sure, but, that wasn’t the point. he shook it off. “i guess we stand around until the others get here.” jake nodded. “for now, we just mingle.” really. mingle? god.
a few moments later, christine arrived in a cute, puffy light pink dress and a long white cardigan with white shoes with button hearts on them, it was very her. she had a matching jellycat, too, a pink bunny. she squealed when she saw all of her friends and gave jeremy a big hug “jeremy!! oh my gosh i feel like i haven’t seen you in years!!” jeremy laughed awkwardly “yeah.” jake greeted her and so did michael and rich, michael talked to her mostly about her jellycat, telling her how cute it was and loving how it matched her outfit, she seemed awfully flattered, too flattered that she wouldn’t stop talking about it.
finally, the last two arrived at 11:00pm. jenna and brooke apologised for being late, brooke had a long, layered orange skirt on that went down to her ankles and wore brown sandals. she also wore an orange and yellow tank top and her casual yellow cardigan to keep her warm, and her orange beanie with lots of jewellery. her girlfriend wore something more masc, and very sophisticated. a collared, white shirt with a purple overcoat and long, black pants with black shoes, with big hoop earrings she looked like she could be in a meeting right now. brooke had brought an egg jellycat (which rich loved) and jenna had brought a toast one, to match.
once everyone started talking, the party actually began. they played more party games with each other, more cola pong, cards against humanity and even twister, which went horribly wrong when rich tried to put his leg on a red circle and ending up twisting his ankle, so michael had to aid him in the kitchen, where paul heere was restricted to by jeremy before the party started, after that fiasco, the party started to calm down and everyone just started standing around with their drinks talking.
apart from the injury, jeremy was pleased with the result of his party. he thought it would go to shambles, but it actually ended up being pretty good. he smiled as he looked out the window to the dark street. jake came over to him. “great party, heere!” jeremy snapped out of his happy-trance and turned to jake. “oh, thanks, jake! ha.” he replied awkwardly. “i think i prefer parties like this, you know, my ones were always crowded.” jeremy laughed. “i know, i’ve been to one.” jake nodded. “under command, unfortunately, but now we can have parties with nothing able to hurt us!” jeremy nodded in agreement with a smile, but soon that smile turned to a wonky frown and his nod got slower and slower, until he dropped his drink onto the ground as quick as possible, the cola spilling onto the carpet, it almost immediately submerged itself into the carpet, jake looked down then back at jeremy. “you okay?” rich and michael walked in too, rich on michael’s shoulder. everyone was staring. jeremy covered his mouth with both hands. “one—- second—“
and suddenly he was running. he ran upstairs as quick as possible, tripping on the edges as well as his own feet. he gagged trying to hold his mouth closed. what the hell could be causing this? he hadn’t drank any alcohol, could someone have spiked his drink? he was sure nobody at the party could’ve or would’ve. he collapsed into the bathroom, doubling over and then falling straight to his knees. he gripped his hands on both sides of the toilet bowl, and then thats when it came. but there wasn’t only puke in the toilet, there was blood.
and a pill.
once he’d finished, he coughed and spluttered, coughing out more blood and cringing afterwards. he hated that. he went to stand up but then looked. what the hell was.. that?? he put his glasses back on (he threw them across the bathroom before he threw up to avoid them falling into the toilet bowl) as much as he hated it, he reached into the toilet bowl and pulled out the unusual thing.
are you fucking kidding me.
it was that squip thing again, coming back to haunt him. it was all broken, he could see the insides of it, just cyan blue liquid pouring out, it sparked a few times like someone had snapped a battery or a cable. he shook his head violently. he felt like throwing up again. why was this here? how the hell did it get to his stomach? no, he couldn’t have this now, he couldn’t think of this now. he was just having the best time of his life and he couldn’t let this ruin it. he threw it violently back into the toilet bowl and flushed the whole thing down and smashed the lid down. he stared for a moment as he listened to the flushing sound, breathing heavily. he sighed and then turned around and guided himself over to the sink to wash his hands.. and his face.
little did jeremy know then that as the squip made its way down the pipes through rushing water, it bounced off of the water in the sewer and then bounced onto the pathway part in the sewers. it crackled again, and then glowed.
little did jeremy know that it was alive.