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Skizz was finally allowed to go back home.
released from the confines of the hospital with nothing more than some sore muscles and brand new scars running up his arms and face
Skizzle never considered himself a lucky man, but he couldn’t deny how fortunate he had been to have survived the crash.
I mean a bus colliding with the driver’s side of his car should have been a death sentence.
But…
Here he was.
Zed and Scar had taken semi-permanently moving into Skizz’s apartment for the time being.
They wanted to make sure he was able to get settled, they wouldn’t be good friends if they didn’t worry about him.
Skizz tried to reassure them but instead-
Scar argued it was better than staying at his parents’ place
And Zed argued similarly but with his roommates instead.
Skizz had to admit it felt nice to come home to a full house.
Normally it was just Him and Impulse. It the hollow feeling space.
Neither of them really needed the room
But now he was grateful for it
The three humans could live comfortably around eachother and their borrower friends now had a variety of different people to climb and rely on too-
And as much as Skizz loved them
He was so… so tired
He felt like he had just run a marathon, As his under used muscles ached and cried out for rest.
Thank the void Impulse seemed to pick up one that-
“Okay guys, Skizz needs some proper rest- in his own bed- I do too.” Blunt and to the point as ever.
Skizz smiled cupping his hand around the borrower on his shoulder and bringing him up to his chest instead.
“I understand that-“ Scar added “go ahead, get some sleep- we’ll catch up more in the morning”
Zed nodded in agreement as both Tango and Bdubs waved them off before turning back to a dissected electronic on the table
(Were all borrowers Tech gremlins??)
Skizz nodded tiredly, said his goodnights and trudged into his room.
The Human fell back into the familiar mattress, shielding Impy from the majority of the impact.
He let out a groan, weeks of held tension and being trapped in a bed that wasn’t his escaped from his aching chest.
And a wave of relief washed over him.
Impulse laughed wiggling from Skizz’s hand, before settled on his chest right over his heart-
The continuous
*Thump-thump . Thump-thump . Thump-thump*
It seemed to help relax the Borrower,
Skizz brought his hand to gently rest against his best friend’s back.
Idly rubbing slow circles on his back with his thumb-
The two of them rested in silence, the peace soft and comfortable. Something so gentle for their few months of friendship.
“Hey Skizz?” Impulse asked tentatively into their kind silence.
“Yeah Dipple Dop?”
“Do you think we’re friends in every universe?”
Skizz fell quiet for a few moments, pondering the question with full seriousness.
“I’m not sure if I’ve ever thought about it-…. But I don’t see why we wouldn’t be-“
Impulse grinned “could you imagine world where you were a borrower and I was human?”
Skizz softly chuckled “I could- and I know if I were a borrower I wouldn’t take apart your TV remotes”
This drew out a giggle from the borrower “well if I were a human- I’d have to wrap you up in bubble wrap so you didn’t fall off anything and hurt yourself”
“Hey I walked into a wall one time!”
“You gave yourself a bloody nose!”
“One time.”
“Yeah well… if I were human- I’d do my best to protect you.”
Skizz Chuckled, “well I appreciate that Dipple Dop-“ The Human’s eyelids grew heavier as he continued to speak “I’m sure, in every universe… you’re my best friend.. in Every. Single. One.”
Impulse smiled and laid back against his best friend’s heart
“I think so too”
Once again both fell into a comfortable silence,
Neither one fully awake enough to notice as a soft purple glowed the room that was until they both started to levitate off the ground.
“Wait what?? Impulse!”
“Augck! Skizz! What’s happening?!”
“I don’t know!! This should be- this can’t be real!!”
Before either could say another word the room flashed purple and both human and borrower were gone.
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“Did you hear something?” Scar asked to the quite living room
Zedaph looked up from his book before looking at their borrower friends who were still fiddling with an old Nokia cellphone.
“Nope, could be a trick of your mind-“
“Yeah- your probably right-“
And with that they each went back to focusing on their individual projects
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{Hermitcraft, Season 10}
Skizz loved flying-
Loved stretching out his wings in all their white and gold glory, catching both gusts of wind and rays of sunlight.
Do you know who did not like flying?
Impulse-
Now granted the Imp could navigate using an elytra and could operate one with relative grace.
But currently he didn’t have his elytra-
It broke on the way over to Zedaph’s Ravine base.
So instead Skizz picked up his best Buddy and now they were flying together
Much to Impulse’s terror-
Which only made the Angel laugh
“You’re enjoying yourself way too much!” Impulse cried, tightening his grip on Skizz’s forearms.
“Have faith in me Buddeh! I haven’t died to kinetic energy in at least a week-“
The Imp’s claws dug into the Angel’s arms even more nervously than before, which of course just drew out more laughter from said Angel.
“Jerk!”
“Ah you know you love me-“
It didn’t take much longer for the two of them to reach Zedaph’s base where both the sheep Hybrid and Blaze hybrid were waiting for them near A new contraption.
As soon as they landed Impulse socked Skizz is his shoulder,
“Ow!!!!”
“You know you deserved that-“
Skizz tried to hide his grin “what?? Noooo-“
From the side Zedaph giggled while Tango rolled his eyes.
“As amusing as it would be to watch Skizz get beat up-“ the Blaze started “both of you are late and Zed is getting trigger happy with his new game,”
“I wouldn’t call it trigger happy, just really excited.” The Sheep hybrid said with a gleeful expression.
“Sorry for the wait Zeddle Bop- what’s the game?”
Zed lit up and when into depth about the concept and rules of the game.
Really all Skizz could pick up was it was supposed to be a gamified enchanting set up, that enchants the player instead of just their armour.
Which Skizz didn’t know was possible, but leave it to his incredible friends to discover incredible ways to break this world.
“I call dibs on playing first-!” Skizz said the moment Zed stopped talking.
“I dibs play against Skizz!” Impulse jumped in
Both friends grinning as Tango’s hair went up in a blaze
“First you two were late, then you want to play first???”
“Ah ah ah- we get to play first. Rule of Dibs.” Skizz corrected
Tango shot a look at Zedaph who just shrugged “they called dibs”
“Unbelievable-“
As Tango Fumed, the Imp and Angel got into their spots in the game and got ready-
Zedaph counted them down
And the game started-
It was a combination of speed and luck
Grab a book-
Start to enchant it
Then switch it for your hand last minute
Who ever got the most enchantments to stick won.
And of course there were obstacles too.
Perfectly complicated for no other reason than it could be.
A signature Zedaph build.
Impulse and Skizz got into a bit of a rhythm,
Occasionally one of them would get hit, or they’d just hit each other. (Out of love of course)
Everything was going really well…
Until..,
Both Angel and Imp went after the same enchantment.
It felt like a bolt of lightning shot through both their hands and they couldn’t help but cry out it pain. But they couldn’t pull back, like their hands were bolted to the enchanter.
“IMPULSE!”
“SKIZZ!”
Both Tango and Zed shouted as a a faint purple light began to glow around their friends.
Before ethereal voices began to spoke
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“ Hey Skizz?”
“Yeah Dipple Dop?”
“Do you think we’re friends in every universe?”
“… .. I don’t see why not”
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The Angel pulled his best friend close to his chest, wrapping his wings around the Imp as the purple light grew more vibrant and burst into pure light.
Then, just as quickly as it came the light faded and their hands were freed from the Enchanter.
Then there was quiet….
Skizz heard nothing other than his and Impulse’s own shaky breaths as they clung tightly to one another.
“Uhhh… Skizz?” Tango’s warbled voice asked from outside their cocoon.
Slowly Skizz lowered his wings to check on his other friends.
Both Tango and Zedaph seemed unharmed, only shaken and… staring just past the Angel and Imp-
Impulse pulled away from Skizz following their gazes
“What the-… … “
Finally Skizz looked over, to see what the others were looking at-
Laying a few feet away was a figure curled around himself, tousled black hair and a sleeveless black hoodie exposed fresh scars running up and down his arms
Not unlike Skizz’s own.
He also seemed to be holding something close to his chest, almost protectively.
Was he hurt??
Zedaph rushed forward crouching down next to the stranger, gently brushing some of the wild black hair out of the stranger’s face.
The sheep hybird’s posture immediately straightened.
“Skizz-?”
The Angel took a step forward, “Is he hurt? What do you need from me?”
Zed waved him back, “no no- just.,. Just wait.”
as the Sheep pulled away from the stranger the others git a clear look at his face
And it was so… clearly Skizz… Minus his more angelic features.
younger too, he didn’t have any salt to his pepper back hair and his hard earned smile lines were invisible.
Which was… unnerving to say the least.
“Skizz-“ Impulse’s voice strained looking between his best friend and the Dopple ganger
“Zed!” Tango scolded “what’s happening??”
“Hey just give me a minute to figure that out! I need to-“
“Zedaph?” A groggy but familiar voice asked
And once again
Everyone froze
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Skizz felt so so soar.
His memories hazy-
Perhaps he could blame some hospital drugs still in his system, but-….
Impulse had been…. Floating??
So had he-
That couldn’t be real though… surly not…
Something shifted in his palm and instinctively the human touched his thumb to the borrower’s chest.
Relaxing as he felt Impulse’s heart beat.
Similarly the Borrower wrapped his tail around the human’s ring finger for his own peace of mind.
As Skizz became more aware of his surroundings he started to hear familiar voices,
There was Zed, and Tango and…. Impulse?
But he was safe I’m Skizz’s palm
And it didn’t feel like he was talking
A gentle hand brushed hair out of Skizz’s face and he took a deep breath in.
For some reason it was difficult to open his eyes
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“Is he hurt….-?” (That voice was familiar… weird)
“No just wait-“ (Zedaph sounded stressed, was he okay?)
“Skizz.” (Was Impulse alright?)
“Zed- What’s happening?!” (Tango, what did Zed do??)
“Give me a minute to figure it out—!” (He needed to help Zed- he had to help Zed!)
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Skizz forced his bright blue eyes open, his vision still hazy- but he locked onto the blurry pink and yellow figure in front of him.
“Zedaph??”
The room quieted (were they in a room?) the voices all gone silent and Skizz got the feeling everyone was staring at him.
Slowly the human pushed himself up into a propped up sitting position, Impulse still tucked close to his chest out of a sense of sudden unfamiliarity.
His vision came back next, as he blinked back the fuzzies-
Only to get a good look at the people I front of him.
First Zedaph (not Zedaph) had curly horns and sheep like ears sticking out of his fluffy blond hair. And his legs looked like Saytr legs only fluffier
( Definitely not Zedaph)
Then Tango (not Tango) he was Big!! No longer a borrower, all parts of his eyes were red and his hair was all Fire!
(That couldn’t be Tango)
Then the last two-
Skizz wiped his eyes, and then blinked…. Then he wiped his eyes again.
He couldn’t be seeing what he was seeing
It wasn’t possible..
Impulse (NOT IMPULSE, the Borrower was still in his hand) he was big, just like Tango, he still had his horns and tail- but they seemed sharper, and bright yellow eyes replaced his normal chocolate browns, he looked older as well- grey hairs peppering his dark brown buzz cut.
And next to him was…. Skizz????
( Definitely not him)
Skizz didn’t think he had a signature look but this man was definitely wearing one, a sleeveless suit with two massive white and gold wings draped behind him.
He also looked older with more wrinkles and white in his black hair.
It was like staring in a distorted mirror, it was unnerving and couldn’t be possible
It shouldn’t be-
“Skizz-??” A gentle voice next to him made him jump
It was Zedaph (Not Zedaph), his sheep ears flicked almost nervously as the human made eye contact.
“Are- You… oka-“ the Saytr reached out to take Skizz’s hand-
The one that held HIS Impulse- His Dipple Dop.
Skizz scrambled back sharply, turning his chest to the side and further away from the stranger.
Impulse-
Dipple Dop squeezed his finger with his tail, probably out of confusion and question at the sudden jostling.
Skizz spoke under his breath to his tiny friend.
“Not safe Buddeh, don’t know what the heck is happening- Freaky Friday type stuff.”
“You are Safe Skizzy, I Promise!” Not Zedaph replied, and Skizz backed up further
“How did you just-??”
“Sheep Hybrid” Not Tango replied, his flaming hair flickering wildly. “He’s got better hearing than the rest of us-“
“Wh-what??” Skizz’s eyes darted between the four strangers (not strangers?), hardly registering as Impulse wiggled in his palm pushing himself up to peak over Skizz’s fingers.
Which gave the Other Skizz, (the Not Skizz if you will) time to spot the borrower and let out a small gasp
“Oh my great void below, Impulse look how tiny you are!”
Then suddenly all eyes were on HIS Dipple Dop! HIS Borrower!
He was exposed.
Skizz scrambled up this his feet and tucked Impulse back into his hood before raising his fists
“Leave him alone! I swear any of so much as try to touch him!”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa little Buddeh-“ Not Skizz said, holding up his hands in surrender as he took a few steps forward.
“We’re not gunna hurt either of ya, dude- I mean it would be kinda crazy to have ill intent towards alternate versions of ourselves.”
“Alternate what-???”
“Ohhhhhh” Not Zedaph replied “what would make sense, the Enchanter must’ve pulled them here somehow.”
“How does that make any sense-??” Tango Interrupted
The three of them all started going back and forth- arguing and debating while kinda just forgetting about the second set of best friends-
Skizz took a few steps back, his breathing began to pick up.
This shouldn’t be possible.
It couldn’t be.
Impulse had clambered out of Skizz’s hood settling back on his best friend’s shoulder, patting his neck to try and soothe the overwhelmed Human.
The borrower wasn’t the only one who noticed-
Not Impulse, weaved his way past his friends and came to stand right in front of Human Skizz-
Skizz stared into his yellow eyes, his breath began to tremble, he was supposed to be the stable one-
The one everyone else could rely on,
But between the hospital and now this- staring at his best friend’s face head on. ( Its Not him)
Not Impulse still was shorter, but only by a few inches.
Skizz’s foundations felt shaky.
His Impulse, His Dipple Dop
Leaned all his weight into Skizz’s neck.
While Not Impulse looked down at the borrower,
Skizz could feel his Impulse shift away from his neck to gesture something at the other.
Not Impulse slowly nodded,
Then he reached out and brushed some loose strands of hair out of Skizz’s face.
Before he pulled the human into a firm hug
And Skizz… just… broke…
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Now Skizz-
The Angel Skizz
SKIZZLE if you will
Had been a little too caught up in arguing semantics with Tango and Zed to realize what was happening with his best friend and human version of himself
Until the Saytr quited
Zed swatted at The blaze hybrid who then smacked The Angel’s arm before pointing over to where their Impulse stood, wrapping the seemingly Human Skizz in a hug.
The Human was clinging to Impulse, tears streaming down his face as he did.
The scene almost felt alien, and… yet it also felt right.
Skizzle left behind Zed and Tango to join the other two-
Or he should say three
little Impulse perched on the other Skizz’s shoulder and seemed a little jostled- trying to hold on for the sake of his friend to have his moment.
Typical selfless Impulse- even if he was uncomfortable.
He’s put up for it for the sake of his friends.
Skizzle held out his palm to the tiny Imp, a gentle and open invitation.
Little Impulse was hesitant, glancing between his Skizz and the Angel.
Before decidedly taking the careful steps Impy Skizzle’s palm.
The Angel took a few steps away from their two friends.
His Impulse was a pillar of support for the Human, who looked like he had been hit by a bus
Metaphorically of course, he just looked run down and tired. (Skizzle was pretty sure a human wouldn’t survive if hit by a bus)
Meanwhile Tiny Impulse seemed more fidgety than anything.
And if Skizzle knew his best friend
Which he did
It probably meant he was Overthinking.
“Hey Buddeh-“ as the Angel spoke the tiny Imp looked up sharply at him.
“Relax dude, I’m not gunna bite your head off or anything-“
“Skizz-!” Tango scolded, but the Angel chose to ignore him.
“You’re still my best Buddeh, even if you’re from another universe. You’re safe.”
“Yeah you both are-“ Zed added
This seemed to light something in Tiny Impulse’s eyes as his nervous expression morphed into a hesitant smile “friends…. In every universe?”
Skizzle hummed “well… I’ve never really thought about it like that…. but I don’t see why not.” The Angel smiled back down at the Tiny Imp.
A shuddering breath drew everyone’s attention back to the Imp and Human.
They seemed to be having a similar moment, as Human Skizz gave a shaky smile, as he tried his best to wipe away tears.
There was a fond softness between friends.
because despite the feeling that these were strangers from another world, Skizzle knew that this was still his best friend,
As Did Impulse.
These two were clearly just younger and still finding their way.
But as long as they had one another they would be just fine.
Human Skizz looked over at the Angel then down at tiny Impulse, his shoulders tensing.
Impy was quick to calm him-
Placing a hand on his shoulder.
“He’s Safe Dude, my Skizz couldn’t bring himself to kill a spider the other night-“
“Hey! I’ll have you know that spider did nothing wrong!”
“He tried to eat my face!” Tango complained
“I said what I meant.” Skizzle argued, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
Little Impulse laughed. “He’s just like you Skizzy- I’ll be okay.”
The Human slowly nodded “whatever you say Dipple Dop,”
“Speaking of Skizzy and Dipple Dop-“ Tango huffed “all four of you share names, nicknames! Can you decided on who’s going by what??? I’m getting confused in my own head”
The four friends in question all looked between each other before Big Impulse spoke up
“I won’t go by Impy- this won’t be an excuse for you guys to call me Impy-“
“That’s fine- My Impulse is a borrower so he could have the tiny names, like Impy- or Dop.” Other Skizz jumped in, his own mischievous smile returning to his tired features.
“just because I’m the shortest?! Low blow Skizz!”
The Human chuckled, some warmth returning to his features.
While the Angel lightly ruffled Impy’s hair with his index, “they both suit you well Impy Dimpy Dop-“
The Borrower (borrower?) huffed, and crossed his arms, with no real annoyance “well what about you two then? Your both pretty Skizz to me-“
The Angel hummed a moment in thought “I guess I don’t really have a nickname do I-“
“Yeah your the creator of nicknames I don’t think we could give you one on the spot like this” Zed confirmed
“Well you could just use another name, like you kinda remind me of a guy I work with back home-“ Human Skizz added
“Oh? And why is that?” Impulse asked
“Well we’re kinda similar to eachother In work ethic, only he’s older than me and better at getting people to listen.”
“Yes, that is me” the Angel beamed overconfidently “what’s his name?”
“Andy-“
“Andy?”
The Human nodded, “you don’t have to- I was just thinking out loud.”
“Nah don’t sweat it Man, I could be Andy while you two are here. Only if it’s just to annoy My Dipple Dop over there” Andy Smirked, looking at the incredibly revolted expression on the Imp’s face
“I am NOT calling you Andy”
“Too bad Buddeh, you’re just gunna have to suck it up- maybe I should keep it even when these two go back home.”
“Skiiizzzz-“ Impulse whined
“Ah- ah- ah- my name is Andy now, until further notice.”
The Imp huffed, then crossed his arms.
“If you wanna match him I also work with a guy named Scott- kinda reminds me of you?” The Human offered
Which immediately felt wrong to Skizz/Andy
“Hold on just a minute,-“
“Yeah alright, I’ll be Scott then- if just to spite Annndddyyy over there.”
The Angel bristled at this, before sticking his tongue out at his best friend
The Imp pulled at the bottom of his eye to make an ugly face in return.
They honestly acted more like brothers than simply friends.
Meanwhile off to the side Zedaph and Tango were cackling at their friends expense
Stupid Tango for pointing out this name conundrum, he’s a jerk!!
(joking- love you Tang Tang)
Skizzy and Impy shared a look, teasing and familiar.
This world felt so wild and unfamiliar, a land that defied logic and reason.
But it still felt like home
Skizz/Andy corralled the group, handing the borrower back over to the Human and getting everyone out of the ravine Zed called home
Then the ZITS crew then gave their two new guests an impromptu tour of Hermitcraft.
There were laughs and jokes and jabs. You couldn’t hang out with these guys and expect anything different really.
But Impy and Skizzy didn’t seem to mind at all.
After the tour the group ate and Impulse/Scott offered to set Impy and Skizzy up in one of his spare rooms in the cyberpunk city.
The duo seemed beat, and while they probably wanted to focus on just getting back home.
A little sleep wouldn’t hurt then
Zed and Tango said their farewells, while Skizz/Andy stayed behind to keep his best friend company while he hosted their multiveresal company.
Granted said company was already falling asleep in their room.
But the thought was still there.
“You doing alright there Dipple Dop?”
“Oh yeah I’m fine Annndyyyy” the Imp drawled out the name like it was a tacky gum in his mouth and Skizz couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
“It’s a good name ya know, way better than Scott-“
“Is it though??” Impulse’s smirk was mischievous and designed to egg Skizz on-
And it worked- “Oh you’re asking for it you little gremlin.”
Skizz pushed himself off the couch and launched himself at his best friend, tackling him in a half hug, half headlock.
The Imp squeaked in surprise but could get away in time “Ack! Skiiiizz!”
Skizz of course proceeded to harass Impulse
“Nuuuuuu I surrender- Ack! Dude I surrendered !!” He managed through laughs.
To which Skizz relented… a little.
He still had his best friend pinned in a hug, minus the minor torture.
Both friends settled next to each other, comfortable and content knowing that even in another universe.
They’d still find a way to be friends.
The peace was held for all of 3 minutes before
A purple flash of light coming from their Alternates room caught the attention of the Imp and Angel.
Both shared a glance before scrambling up and racing over to the room
“Impy???”
“Skizzy!”
Impulse burst open the door only to find the room empty with no sign other than a few purple wisps of magic drifting across the ruffled blankets.
“Oh… I guess they went back home.” Skizz said with a sigh.
“How can you be sure????” Impulse asked, voice strained.
“Well that magic was the same when they got here- so I’m just assuming they did.”
“But what if they-“
Skizz gripped his best friend’s shoulder firmly, cutting him off from his spiralling
“Even if the worst as happened Dipple Dop- they have each other- they will be just fine.”
The Imp looked warily at the Angel before slowly nodding “your right-…. We can’t do anything about it now anyways…”
“Exactly- besides, they’re us- and we’re awesome, have faith in that much Dipple dop-“
Impulse nodded, before leaning into Skizz- his own version of a very clingy hug. “Yeah…. Alright.”
Skizz wrapped an arm around his Buddy
“They’re going to be just fine.”
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Skizz was floating once again.
Impulse right there with him.
It looked like they were in a purple tunnel, being rocketed through it like a canon.
There were images on the walls- or… more like windows into other worlds
One window showed Andy and Scott- the Angel and Imp stood in the doorway of a bedroom, half hugging and chatting with each other
Another window showed a medieval Era, where yet another Impulse and Skizz stood- only for Impulse to morph into a massive bronze dragon.
The last window Skizz was able to peer into showed a vision of Impulse, Skizz, Tango and Zed on a massive stage.
Tango and Zed were singing while Skizz and Impulse drummed and added flourishes of their own.
(Also Skizz had a really cool looking Mohawk)
But that was the last window Skizz saw before he was plummeted into back into bed
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{Skizz’s Apartment}
Skizz woke up.
Under his covers, back in his room.
Sunlight poured into the room from nearby window- as the city woke up and began to bustle.
Impulse was lying on the Human’s chest, Skizz’s hand resting over top him.
Was that….
Just a dream?
Nothing else in the room seemed disturbed,
So
Had he just been dreaming?
Impulse shifted under Skizz’s fingers, altering the human that his friend was awake.
So Skizz did what came naturally
He shook off the memories, and let out a loud yawn.
“Soo looooud-“ Impulse grumbled sleepily
“You’re the one who chose to sleep here.”
The borrower Only grumbled in response.
Both sat there in the silence for a short bit, Skizz talking slow calming breaths to ease the anxieties he had from his dream.
“Skizz?”
“Yeah Buddeh?”
“I…. Think I had a really weird Dream-“
Skizz buffered for a moment “I did too dude.”
Both fell back into silence.
The Human pushed himself up into a sitting position, Impulse still cupped against his chest
“Skizz? You don’t think that-“
“No I don’t Buddeh- it’s…. Just a coincidence…”
“But what if-“
“There’s always a million what ifs… but for me personally I don’t need to know….. … in this world I’ve got my best friend and people who care about me-
… I don’t want much else…”
The Borrower was quite for the span of a few heartbeats before he nuzzled against his Human’s chest, Humming softly as he spoke. “Our world is pretty great like that…”
“Yeah…, it is…”
“Do you wanna know what I love about our world then most?”
Skizz looked down at his small friend curiously
“What’s that?”
“The food-“
Skizz let out a startled laugh, “you little jerk-“
Impulse giggled clinging tighter to Skizz’s shirt as the human pushed himself up out of bed.
“I’m getting Hungy Dungy Skizzzyyyy”
“I thought you were being serious.”
“I ammmmmmm”
“Heh- you’re the worst.”
“You love me though-“
“I tolerate you-“
Impulse gasped and Skizz only laughed harder
“Now who’s the Jerk!!”
The Best Friends kept teasing eachother all the way to the kitchen.
No one else in the house was awake
But that was fine.
The quiet environment just meant the Duo could chat and tease while Skizz made them breakfast.
It was a much Simpler life than another other Universe.
But it was theirs
And that was all they needed it to be