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It was a bright sunny day, the clouds leaving the sky as they clear up.
Eraser and Pen are sitting at the picnic tables just talking like usual nothing bad is gonna happen.. Right?.
As they have their conversation Teardrop comes to their table, Pen noticed first
“Oh hey teardrop!” Pen looks down at Teardrop, TD waves at Pen turning back to Eraser tapping his shoulder
“Oh hey TD, oh shoot I forgot we were supposed to go to the arcade my bad.” Eraser gets up to stand beside TD not before looking at Pen
“Sorry Pen, I forgot I promised TD that we would hangout. Is it cool if we talk later?” Eraser rubs his neck
“Oh yeah thats fine! Have fun!” Pen said. Eraser doesn’t say anything as he walks away with Teardrop to the arcade.
Pen stays there for a bit, watching them walk away from him. He wasn’t jealous or anything, I think. He hops off of the seat walking away from the picnic table, TD didnt do anything wrong! He just has bad jealousy issues sometimes..
But now that he really thinks of it. Eraser has been distant ever since hes been talking about Teardrop, always saying how “cool” she is! Teardrop is fine I guess but I wouldnt say cool!
Pen thinks to himself suddenly with a plan in mind before suddenly sighs
“I shouldn’t.. That’s just, mean.” Pen stays silent for a bit before officially leaving to the apartments
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Pen unlocks the door to him and Pencils (and Markers) apartment to see Pencil scrolling on her phone while eating food with Match to the side of her eating. Pen doesn’t say anything as he locks the door slips off his shoes and opens the refrigerator which gets Pencil’s attention
“We don’t have fruitopia.” Pencil said
“Awe man.. Really?” Pen sighs but still looks anyways to see Pencil being right. Closing the refrigerator to walk to the pantry
“Is your friendgroup coming here today?” Pen said still looking into the pantry
“Yes why, is your friends coming?” Pencil questions
“No they aren’t actually. I’m just asking..” Pen takes out nothing. Closing the pantry walking to his room
Pencil doesn’t answer and just continues to eat her food
Match quickly speaks up “Hey look I like, don’t know Pen that well but like.. Isn’t it like weird?”
“What do you mean?” Pencil looks at Match in confusion
Match puts her fork down and starts speaking “I mean like, he’s kinda sad? I don’t know like I can’t really like explain.. But I promise, you gotta talk to him, something is clearly like off..” Match mumbles the last words as she now continues to eat
“I mean.. I can’t really do anything.. It’s his problem and he won’t talk to me about it.. And why do you care anyways it’s not like you’re the problem.” Pencil sighs
“Pencil just like, talk to him? I guess i’m just like worried..” Match looks at Pencil
“Match no. You’ve been on this empathy thing for a while and it’s getting annoying.” Pencil said not saying anything else turning away more so like guilt
“Fine, i’ll talk to him again.. We can argue like later.” Match sits up from her chair and walks to Pen’s room
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Meanwhile Pen is tucked into his bed unfortunately doom scrolling and bedrotting as the softly dimed lights glow and the music playing slow, as his door opens and he turns to his side (facing the door) to see Match at the door?
“Look Pen, i guess im speaking on Pencils behalf because she’s not that good of a.. Comforter.” Match walks forward towards Pen’s bed which Pen doesn’t say anything and turns to his other side so Match is facing his back. Match takes a another step to Pen’s bed before settling down onto the edge
“Did something happen?” The room is quiet as the soft breeze from the window pours into the room
“Yeah.” Pen mumbles not getting up from his spot
Match waits a few seconds before answering.
“Do you… wanna like, tell me?”
Pen lets out a small sigh.
“I don’t even know.” Pen puts his phone down to face the ceiling
Match sits properly, her legs dangling from the bed and her fingers holding onto her phone “Well, we should start somewhere.”
Pen stays silent
“Is this about Eraser?” Match glances at Pen. He’s staring blankly at the ceiling
“Yeah..” Pen’s voice cracks, hoping Match doesn’t notice
Match puts her phone down beside her onto the mattress. “Did some argument happen?”
“No.. It’s so stupid” Pen covers his face with his hands, a sudden wave of emotions comes crashing down on him
“I promise it won’t.” Match smiles a bit, as an attempt to make him happy too. Even though he isn’t looking at her
Pen stays quiet for a few seconds. His breath uneven but not noticeable
“I mean.. I just feel like I’m getting..” Pen sighs, his voice quieter “replaced..”
Match slightly tilts her head
“Replaced you?“ Match raises an eyebrow making her legs crisscrossed
Pen stays silent, a quiet sigh coming with it
“I was hanging out with.. Eraser, and like we were just talking! But turns out that him and Teardrop had other plans..” Pen uncovers his face and
“So you’re saying?” Match rubs the side of her neck
“.. I’m saying that, I just feel like he’s like happier with her than me.. I know it’s not her fault, she doesn’t mean anything wrong!” Pen uses gestures to explain
“Maybe he just doesn’t want me anymore..” Pen sighs, sitting up straight
Match frowns a bit “Pen..”
“It’s fucking stupid I know! But he keeps talking about how cool she is! I’m cool too, why does she get all the praise from Eraser? Why not me?” Pen grips the blanket, tears forming from his eyes
“Pen.. Listen-“ Match crosses her arms
“No! He hates me Match, he hates me!” Pen raises his voice lets go of the blanket
“What?.. Eraser like, doesn’t-“
Pen realizes what he just said, laying back down and turning away to face the wall
Match sighs softly “Do you really like, believe he hates you?” puts her hands on the mattress
There’s this silent moment, as the only sound is the breeze coming out from the open window
“No..” Pen said
“Pen.. Do you mind telling-“ Match unfortunately gets cut off by a loud voice
“MATCH! Are you coming or not?” Pencil said, her voice coming from the kitchen
Pen slightly turns his head toward Match
“Match sighs in annoyance “Yeah. I better get going.. You know how she is.” Match gets up from her spot on the mattress, taking her phone as she walks towards the door before stopping in her tracks to look at Pen
“Hey”
Pen stays quiet
“I’m always here, okay?” Match says softly
“..Okay.” Pen quietly said
“Okay.” Match turns back to the door, leaving the room
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(bonus 😁)
Match walks to the kitchen to see a annoyed Pencil
“Finally your done.” Pencil said grabbing her keys
“Pence Pence that’s like, rude.” Match crosses her arms
“Oh come on Matchy! You were taking forever!” Pencil puts her phone in her pocket to unlock the door but Match takes Pencil’s hands away from the doorknob
“Pen needed support! You can’t just dismiss that!” Match takes away Pencil’s keys
“I can’t fix it! You know how Pen doesn’t talk about his feelings to me!” Pencil grabs her keys again but Match doesn’t let go
“You don’t understand Pencil!” Match pulls the keys towards her which Pencil pulls it back towards herself too
“I do understand! Why should I fix something that i don’t even know anything about!” Pencil raises her voice
Match rolls her eyes “Because it’s the right thing to do!” Match suddenly lets go of the key to Pencil looks at Match in confusion but the silence moment is so loud but so quiet
Pencil holds her keys in her hands, gripping them tight “Match, you’ve been on this whole “empathy” thing for so long.. Can’t you just, let go and we can go on our date now?..” Pencil lets go of the keys with her right hand, holding out her hand to Match’s shoulder. Match steps away
“No! I’m always fixing YOUR problems! “Match can you help me, Ruby is being sad again” or “Match can i vent?” I’m DONE Pencil! I can’t fix everything!” Match sighs and unlocks the front door
“Maybe.. We should have some distance for awhile.” Match sighs, tears forming from her eyes
“Wait Match, I didn’t mea-“ Pencil gets cut off by the slam of the door.
“maybe I shouldn’t have yelled.”