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Wemmbu could barely stand, he was so tired. Tired of being used, tired of fighting, and especially tired of underground civilisations… the thought of Rejoice crept into his mind.
No
He shouldn’t think of that, he failed
He failed to save him-
A lost cause
“You promised you’ll give me a fight where you’re actually trying?” Flame’s voice broke through his thoughts, he looked up to face his friend, ally, rival,
Right.. their fight.
“I- uhh, yea.” His voice didn’t sound like his own, distant and dismissive, “I promise bro, I’ll give you your fight once I uhh, get Egg back..-“
“Wemmbu. Look at me bro”
Wemmbu looked up, when did he look down? It was hard to tell what Flame was thinking with his blindfold but, he didn’t seem mad. Wemmbu expected anger, or did he? What did he expect from flame? He didn’t know anymore
What does he know?
He can feel Flame’s stare as if it were burning him, engraving itself into his skin, why was he looking at him, stop staring, he doesn’t like this he feels vulnerable stop it, stop!
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
(HE SAID THE THING! HE SAID THE THING!)
“Wemmbu.. are you like, okay bro?”
What.
Was he okay? He hasn’t been okay for awhile not since Egg was taken. Being trapped in an underground civilisation isn’t really good for your mental health, maybe that’s why, yeah, probably. He just want Egg back.
Maybe it’d be better if Egg stayed here, I mean he wouldn’t be captured and held hostage, he had a nice room, he gets fed. He’s safe here, maybe it’d isn’t so bad…
“WEMMBU!”
“What!?” Wemmbu snaps, he can’t help but feel like Flame looks hurt, maybe not hurt, but concerned.? He steps closer towards Wemmbu, he doesn’t know what to do.
“Wemmbu bro.. like, you’re not yourself bro.. I know we’re enemies an all’at, but you know you can tell me if somethings wrong like..”
“I’m fine.”
“You don’t seem fine, like bro, you keep zoning out.. like this is not what you would call a fight! You’ve been acting strange for so long bro!”
Wemmbu couldn’t see, his eyes were going blurry, his eyes felt wet, he backed into the cobweb, bad idea, the sticky sensation stuck to his legs and arms, Spider civilisation, they took Egg- his best friend- he’s being blackmailed.. stop it. Stop.
He’s so tired, he’s angry and sad and hurt and tired, why can’t he just catch a break these days?
Time after time where’d he try to start anew, a fresh page, a blank slate someone or something comes about and ruins everything!
Warm, wet, heavy tears run down his pale cheeks, he misses Egg, he misses Minute, he misses rejoice, he misses Mane. He just wishes that times were simpler, the whole point of faking his death! And everyone knows how that ended out, ugh! All he wanted was to live on the server like a normal player, but he couldn’t even have that, he couldn’t even protect his best friend, couldn’t protect his empire, couldn’t protect his friendships, Wheat Village is burnt to the ground now, Arachnid made him break all his relationships with his allies.
He feels his legs collapse beneath him, his knees hitting the harsh, solid wood. Warm arms wrap around his body, a strong contrast to his cold skin. Flame is muttering something he can’t quite hear, does it even matter anymore.? How far has he fell? Crying in his rivals arms.. how pathetic, Mane would be so disappointed.
“Wemmbu bro, like, I don’t know what’s going no on, but you’re clearly not okay, if I just knew what was wrong, I can help you bro-
I don’t leave my friends when they need help”
Did he.? Did he hear that right.? Friends? He and Flame were friends? Did he really think that? He didn’t care anymore.
“I-I miss Egg! He’s gone and they keep threatening his life and they’re making me betray Parrot and work for them- I’m so tired.. I’m scared, I don’t know what to do-!”
He cried, sobbing his heart out, every time he bottled his sad little thoughts were spilling out onto Flame’s shoulder as he hold onto him tighter. Flame rubbed soft circles into his back, unknowing what else to do.