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John hadn’t been all that interested in the new Tomodachi Life game at first. Sure, he saw all the dumb internet memes and Mii drama flying around the internet. He saw the insane dialogue and art in the game, since apparently it had no filter.
Deciding to see what all the excitement was about, John downloaded the demo version on his Switch. And, boy, did he get sucked in.
John felt like a god playing this game. He could do literally anything he wanted. There actually was no filter. At first he thought it was edited, or a mod, but it was actually real.
He giggled as he made his Smitty Mii call him “Hot and Sexy.” Laughed out loud as he made Mii Smitty and Mii Matt talk about “having gay sex” together to become friends. Forcing them to say the most heinous shit as catchphrases for their happiness level ups. This game was fucking fun.
John was given the option to make a third Mii. Considering it for a moment, he decided to make himself. The other guys would be lonely on the island if he added them. And he didn’t want the wrong Miis getting too close to each other. So, the best option was to make a Mii of himself. He’d have to add himself eventually anyways, right? So why not now?
As he was playing through the demo more, having all of them interact and get to know each other, he saw that there was these purple lines coming from his Mii in the Mii menu. Clicking on himself, John saw that John Mii had tripped and fell on his face and couldn’t get up. Of course.
He had the option to help or get another Mii. Hm, I’ll bring over Smitty Mii and they can become closer to each other, John thought. Foolproof, right?
Uh… not really.
A cutscene played he didn’t recognize, where it started focusing on Mii Smitty. And then. Uh. John Mii started blushing.
I think I’m in love with Smitty!
-It’s all your imagination.
-It must be love!
”…what the fuck.”
John was shocked. The romantic music was playing and the background was pink with flower petals floating around. John Mii was blushing like crazy. Did this game read his mind?
John had been crushing on Smitty for a while. Like, the real life Smitty. Not the Mii one. He’d realized when the gang had all decided to move in together. John had knew he was pretty fucked from the start. It was so hard to be genuine when for the past decade they’d been making the most insane gay jokes with each other. How would Smitty know it wasn’t another stupid bit, but an actual love confession? Or maybe John was stupid and overthinking. Which he probably was. But still.
Giving in to the temptation, he told John Mii it was a crush. Now, whenever John Mii was even in the vicinity of Smitty Mii, John Mii became a blushing mess. And, of course, Smitty Mii was fucking oblivious.
How is he even stupider in this game than in real life? John thought to himself. Fuck. He hoped things would go better for John Mii than John in real life. But it looked like he was even worse off.
Doomed yaoi in every universe.
The demo ended after John bought Smitty Mii clothes. He understood the lobotomy memes now. They literally turned into corporate zombies, spouting about how, in the full version you can have up to 70 Miis! Or how you can make your own custom designs! It was annoyingly funny.
“John!!” Smitty yelled (real life Smitty, that is), and threw open his door, causing John to jump a bit. He looked kind of pissed.
”We have a recording session and everyone’s waiting for you,” Smitty glared.
”Oh, fuck,” John said, “really?”
”Yes, idiot. Even Pezzy’s on time for once,” Smitty teased. “Hurry up.”
”I’m gonna tell him you said that,” John snickered as he powered off his Switch and threw it onto the bed, moving over to his desk to power on his PC.
”I don’t care what you tell him, as long as you hurry your ass up and join the session,” Smitty sassed.
”Do I have any motivation?”
”If you’re ready to go in the next five minutes, then I’ll give you a big ol’ kiss on the mouth.”
“Wha-“
”These lips are waiting!” Smitty trilled, already half way down the hall. John was standing there, a little red in the face with his mind racing.
I changed my mind, John thought. Maybe Mii John is better off than me.