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Self Sabotage

Summary:

Aftermath of Rare Candy, Braixen rejects being his friend and his best friend dies and what does he do? Be gay with himself obviously...

Notes:

chespin gay awakening ALSO THISIS A JOKE. kinda its what intwll myself

ALSO I CHANGED MY WRITING STYLE becuz i didnt like it before becuz imagine reading a setence then 50 million double spacing

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It’d been a few hours after trying or at least attempting giving Braixen another chance so they could be friends again, but instead he got a cold walking off from her. Was it for the better? He didn’t know. He’s been laying in his bed for god knows how long thinking of different timelines of where it didn’t go like that, where she didn’t walk off and everything was fine.

He remembered he told Tepig it was fine but in reality it wasn’t, he really had no one now and practically only had Tepig, since both of his friends had left him. He was laying face first onto the pillow and staying stiff and a bit tense due to the whole ordeal with mudkip in that ‘operating’ room.

 

He decided to get up and check the wound on his nose in the bathroom. The injury went pretty deep for stitches to be involved but it shouldn’t suffer any infections as long as he disinfected it. Of course disinfecting it meant some pain, Chespin grabbed a Q-tip and managed to find the isopropyl alcohol solution, or rubbing alcohol if you're less nerdy. 

He dipped the Q-Tip in the rubbing alcohol and gently applied it on his injury, flinching slightly as it immediately began stinging. He pressed against it a bit hard to ease out the stinging sensation.

 

As a result it began to bleed a bit, he went to grab toilet paper to block, or attempt to clot the blood so it doesn’t look like someone was murdered here. He turned around and jumped slightly, he fell back holding against the sink counter, trying to regain his composure. The weirdly Canadian version of me… Again. He stayed silent as that overly almost comedically Canadian version of himself stared at him, even without uttering any words it looked pissed off. 

He tried to brush it off and ignore it. I'm going crazy again.. He decided to wash his face expecting for it to go away or just vanish. But then, “Hey.” The hallucination blurted out, Chespin expected for it to start rambling but instead it seemed as if it was waiting patiently for Chespin to respond back. “What, can't you say hello anymore? Cat got your tongue?” Nevermind about patience.. Chespin’s ears lowered at the snarky remark.

 

He heard it shifts its arms into some sort of attempt at being more ‘bossy’ which in result, it crosses its arms. Chespin sighed, “Do you need something?”Chespin said probably just wanting to have his moment then leave. “What do you think you’ve been doing?” “What I’ve been doing or what others around me make me do?” The hallucination grumbled, “You know the answer.” He really didn’t. “What is wrong with you!?” Chespin’s ears went flat against his head.

He definitely knew it was referring to that whole mudkip and Dr Sylveon situation, something which he didn’t want to be reminded of at the moment. “Well, I tried to do my best at the moment, there were just-- so many things going on, and I was filled with too many emotions and-” “That’s no excuse.” The hallucination blurted out interrupting Chespin. Chespin stayed quiet not knowing what to do really do right now,

 

Perhaps talking it out would work? Chespin didn’t really know, and more over he really didn’t want to deal with some asshole version of himself. He turned on the faucet and washed his face, once again. He expected it to go away but had little hope since he knew it would probably still be there, waiting to humiliate him or make him feel even worse than he already is. “Your still here..” Chespin grumbled, hoping tho

“Of course I’m still here, you're really pathetic, perhaps the reincarnation of patheticness itself. Can’t believe you laid there as your own BEST FRIEND got SHOT, you're absolutely worthless.” “Uh huh..” Chespin nodded in agreement, mostly to get that aggressively Canadian version of him, to go away. Then, the Canadian version of himself got closer and he got tense, his ears stayed lowered and he quickly got out of the bathroom.

 

Chespin went into his room and locked the door shut, “I should be a little quieter, don’t need to alarm Tepig.. He could’ve heard me by now..” He said, mumbling to himself. He turned around and immediately jumped back, that stupid version of him was right there, he quickly regained his composure to not look wimpy in front of his OWN hallucination. “..You really like jumpscaring me, y'know..” He said trying to act ‘cool’.

 “You can’t escape me, I’m here to remind you how stupid you are.” Chespin sighed as that hallucination went on and on about how ‘dead brained’ and ‘pathetic’ he was. Gosh, it sounded like an edgy 18 year old on amino, if you know, you know. It wasn’t even making him upset or sad, or anything that is supposed to be representing ‘sadness’. Just annoyance, “Gosh, can’t believe my brain made my hallucination so annoying..”

 

Chespin said, outloud, by accident somehow. Of course this made Canadian Chespin absolutely infuriated, “I’M ANNOYING!? YOU-” “SHUT UP!!” God this was pissing him off, he was about to snap back once more, before hearing a knock on the door, it was Tepig. He stayed silent before hearing Tepig talk, “Hey, uh. I heard yelling, are you alright?” He said it in a concerned tone from the opposite side of the door. 

Chespin grumbled looking back at Canadian Chespin angrily, if he wasn’t bothering him he wouldn’t have yelled like that. “..Yep! I’m alright! I just-” He looked around his room looking for an excuse. “I bumped into a corner of a desk!”, the canadian chespin began opening his stupid mouth again and talked. “Lying to your brother now!?” Chespin glared at him and his ears went flat against his head, again.  He heard tepig’s footsteps become quieter, “Can’t believe you, after you said you and him would be by each other's side no matter what.” “Can’t you shut up for once?”



 



 

 

Some hours had passed and it was turning dark outside, but his hallucination was still present. All that changed is that it finally shut up. Canadian Chespin was hovering over Chespin as Chespin was laying on his bed trying to get some rest. He wasn’t saying anything which was a bit strange, “ So are you gonna..” Canadian Chespin stayed silent probably due to being told to shut up. 

He sighed, “Okay, okay. Sorry for telling you to shut up. You were just pissing me off.” The hallucination huffed, “You're so rude, this is why Braixen walked away..” Chespin grabbed a pillow and used it to cover his ears, he groaned when it kept talking and babbling on about whatever problems it knew Chespin had. “If I could go on and on about you I would!” It fell silent finally stopping, “ “Go ahead then, go on and on.” he muttered, seeing how the other’s ears perked up.

 

That made it shut up for good, and didn't snap back. Surprising. Of course, his presence alone was a bother for Chespin. Then, Canadian Chespin sat on his bed, for no apparent reason, maybe to make him more upset? He didn’t really understand. Instead, Chespin sat up scooching over a bit to make some room, then patted the area next to him, signaling Canadian Chespin to sit there. Even though it probably didn’t even need space, it was a hallucination afterall.

He stared at him as he watched Canadian Chespin give tiny shy glances to him, probably confused about this gesture. Chespin still knew and saw the expression on its face, still upset. “Uh, Y’know it's pretty easy to know when you're upset, right?” Canadian Chespin huffed not appreciating being read so easily by someone it hated. “Did I do something, again?” Chespin said, trying to get an answer from it. “What do you think?”

 

Chespin sighed as he took that upset response as a very clear yes, but he was slightly curious if it was about Braixen or that whole Mudkip and Dr Sylveon situation, or just something new entirely, I mean Canadian Chespin practically knew everything about him, and liked pointing out every little flaw within Chespin. Before it could start ranting again Canadian Chespin got up and slowly moved over to sit next to Chespin.

“Are you getting less shy?” Chespin mumbled teasing him but unfortunately Canadian Chespin did hear it with its ears perking up in result. “..Sorry” Chespin managed to murmur out. Instead Canadian Chespin reluctantly leaned right next to him, his head resting on his shoulder. Chespin stared at this action and of course, questioned him. “.. Wow uh, why are you..” “Just shut up.” Chespin thought for a moment, technically he was making this happen, what the hell.

 

“It’s not like I want this to happen.” Canadian Chespin grumbled, the room filling with awkwardness. Chespin hesitantly slowly reached his hand out and patted him on the back, two times. “Is that really your war of affection?” “Well, I didn’t really expect this!” He said a bit too loud, he cursed at himself in his mind for not being quiet since he wasn’t alone at home like he was before. “Why are you even doing this??” Canadian Chespin didn’t answer that.

Chespin laid down accidentally causing the other to bump its head onto the bed frame.”Rude much?” Canadian Chespin said before giving Chespin a slight nudge for not answering quickly. Even then, Chespin stared at the ceiling before realizing it probably wanted an apology. “Oh uh sorry.” Chespin thought to himself that he probably seemed so crazy just talking to a hallucination, even if it was a hallucination he felt safe with it, somehow. 

 

Canadian Chespin kinda reminded him of a specific water type. I mean, they once shared an intimate moment like this, romantic or not, “Why are you all quiet now?” Canadian Chespin looking furious for some reason, Chespin snapped out of his trance because of it. Chespin apologized but even how annoying he found Canadian Chespin to be he still remained good hearted and kind to the hallucination. 

In a way, the hallucination reminded him of mudkip. I mean the aggressively Canadian look is a big clue but, this also reminded him when he and music would be intimate like this, in private. Of course.  Canadian Chespin laid down beside Chespin and turned to his side facing Chespin  eye to eye. He then gave Chespin a quick peck on his forehead. “Whuh..” Chespin recoiled slightly, and stared at Canadian Chespin. He did NOT expect that at all.

 

“Why did you..-""I know what you're thinking about, loser. You're thinking about him right.” Chespin immediately shushed him not wanting to hear anymore, This cannot be my gay awakening. Chespin sighed preparing to explain himself, but he stumbled over his words. “How did- Listen, uh. Why, and how did you even know what I was..” He remembered that his hallucination was literally a part of him so obviously it would know what he was thinking.

“I don't appreciate you comparing me to him.” Chespin just stared, like he’d be doing this entire time. You're really pathetic, y’know?” Canadian Chespin said, making sure to insult him once more, Chespin grumbled and his ears went flat against his head. “Uh huh, I know.” God this feels gay, probably because it was. Canadian chespin reluctantly pet his head, which in reality it was Chespin's mind making him pet himself on the head, since he felt it. 

 

Chespin hugged him tightly, “I wish this wasn’t just me hugging a pillow y’know..” Canadian Chespin didn’t answer, he sure did like giving him silent treatment just like how mudkip did sometimes. “Maybe if you did something Mudkip would still be with you.” “..Alright.” Of course that insult was a reminder that the hallucination hated him. “Can you be a little nicer?” “Why would I?” Canadian chespin said snapping back almost immediately, but chespin still hugged him.

He needed someone right now and it didn’t really matter who was with him at this point, he’s become so desperate for any attention. “I just.. I need you to calm down.” He felt less tension next to him but it still wasn’t very comforting. “Better.” “I guess.” “Ungrateful too?” Chespin just accepted the insults and hugged him even tighter. He began closing his eyes ready to sleep but he decided to stay up just a little longer, which didn’t really work as he fell asleep anyways.

 



 

The next morning. . . .

Chespin woke up, his eyes slowly opening as the sun pierced through his curtains. He felt a bit groggy, but better. He was curious if that hallucination was still there but as he sat up he saw a pillow that was being hugged the entire night. A pillow? That’d make sense, but jeez. I reached a new low last night.. He yawned, and got up. Going to check on his injury from that situation, again.

 

 

 

 

Notes:

wrote this in school. mydedication and my autism go hand in hand