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"-The fuck?" Ze muttered, slapping a pillow on his face. Its 4 in the FUCKING morning, what could they (as in Moe and Fuckgect) could possibly be screaming about??
He pushed the blanket on his arm away, and tried listening to the muffled talking. "Happy", "Exited", "Planning", was all he could translate.
Slowly, he got up from his warm...suspiciously comfortable bed, and headed down the stairs. With every loud creak, the voices became quieter. He got down the stairs, and there they were. Fucking Regect and Moe.
"Wassup. Why are you awake this early chud?", Regect asked, leaning against the kitchen counter.
"Maybe if you werent BEING SO FUCKING LOUD AT 4 IN THE MORNING, I WOULD BE ASLEEP RIGHT NOW" Ze shouted as Regct mouthed: "Chillaxxxxxx...."
"Honk honk... Honk honk honk? Honk honk honk!" Мое beamed. (Translation: "Calm down, did you dream about something again? Also, we have great news!")
Ze raised an eyebrow, ignoring the first question and instead eyeing Regect, Then moe, then regect again, then moe again, but keeping his eye on Regect.
No, its not a fucking orbital strike cannon again." Regect huffed, wincing at the memory. "Honk honk honk honk honk honk honk!!" (Translation: "We got tickets to go to an Island!)
What? Literally how. They live in the middle of nowhere, plus where even is the nearest airpor-
"ZE BE HAPPY I WENT THROUGH HELL AND BACK FOR THOSE TICKETS DAWG Regect, who noticed Ze's expression, shaked Zes shoulders back and fourth. After Ze pushed him off, he started:
"Where even is the nearest airport? When even is the plane leaving? Where is this island? Is it even safe? How did we get the tickets? Is it legit?" He went on and on and on.
"Dude, none of that matters, the point is we have to get ready." Regect rolled his eyes.
"When is the flight?", Ze asked, looking at the time. His phone beamed: 4:30 AM.
With the most nonchalant, the most monotone, careless voice ever, Regect shrugged and mumbled: "At like, 6."
"WHAT? THATS IN LIKE AN HOUR AND A HALF, I DONT HAVE ANYTHING PACKED YET THE FUCK???"
"CALM THE FUCK DOWN ITS 4 IN THE MORNING"
"DONT FUCKING TELL ME TO CALM DOWN, WE'RE GOING TO BE SO LATE OMFG."
After a whole 8 minutes of bickering, Ze spent another 45 minutes packing his and helped packing moes belongings, in some suitcases he found in Wakafante's basement. Yes he left Regect to deal with his shit becuase hes a fucking entity who can fly and shit.
After finaly getting the car ready, the drive there was... Comfortably silent? It was almost 6 AM, the sun was rising, it was still a bit cold from Winter, but summer peeking around the corner.
The light sunshine covered the rather empty highway, in a warm, cozy embrace. Maybe the two were silent becuase of how early it is? Probably not.
It was nice, driving in the sun. Yes they were going to be 5 minutes late (all fucking regects fault) And yes he kind of dosent know where their heading, but he should enjoy this, he reminds himself.
"If i go back in time and impregnate my grandfather and then go back in the present what family member would I be bro." Said the fucking philosopher, hands on his chin, head full of empty thoughts.
Not even 10 fucking minutes passed
"Moe what do you think.", Ze really didn't want to talk to this chud anymore. After a while of discussing the matter between the two (He had to pay attention to the road), they finaly arrived.
Ze parked the car, wondering if it should stay in the empty parking lot. Oh well, whatever. He opened his door, and opened moes door for her. Once the trio got out, Regect (after a whole winning session) dragged the luggage out.
"Where the fuck is Gate C dawg." Complained the entity, while walking through endless malls, shops and very weird people...
"Yo I think I see it." Ze claimed, looking at the very obvious, big letter sign. "Honk?" Moe asked. (Translation: "Where?) Ze pointed to the sign, Which made moe smile in tiredness. Hm... they've been walking for a while huh?...
Passport checks, Tsa pat down, metal detector door thing, their luggage being taken away for the time being, just boring stuff. They sat down, after Moe caught their luggage again.
Suddenly, a voice came through the intercom. "Flight 888, boarding in 5 minutes." Said a lady with a rather smooth voice. He almost fell asleep, of how comforting it was. MAYBE if he had slept more, he would act normal right now.
Getting on the plane was tiring. The hall to the plane was long as heck. Why dont they just bring the plane closer? Ze looked over at the two, who seemed to be thinking the same.
The seats were... Seats. Not comfortable, but not disgustingly horrific either. Comfy enough to fall asleep in for 4 Hours. Outside, the sun was still shining, lightly. The field full of tiny, little flowers. On the right (window seat), Was Ze. In the middle was Regect, and on the left side was Moe, who already got comfortable and is watching a film with a neck cushion.
Regect was flipping through the recommendation list, skipping whichever one that looked way too "Boring" for him. And Ze was...Fighting not to fall asleep. Fuck it was getting harder not to close his eyelids each second.
"You tired?" Asked the entity, looking over at him. "Yea, I wonder why." He said, sarcastically. "Whatever. Good night." Regect said quietly, focusing back on the screen. Ze closed his eyelids, letting his head drop and rest on Regect's shoulder.
He felt Regect tense a little, turning over to him and looking at Ze with confusion mixed with shock. Ze felt him slowly turning his head to the screen, adjusting his head so that they both are comfortably snuggling (?) together.
After a couple minutes of breathing in and out, his eyes closed before he could realize it, and he fell asleep. (He is so going to regret this, oh well.)