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"This is just sad bro."
The clock ticked once, then twice, then it continued onto the 6th tick. Wemmbu stayed silent throughout the seconds.
"I know."
He finally responded.
The two plates with slices of chocolate cake sat there pathetically. They were all mushy and collapsing into themselves.
It was December 31st, Wemmbu's birthday. But as tradition goes, it was also, unsurprisingly, the day of New Years.
Which also meant no one would bother to hangout with him because they had other plans for New Years-- unless you counted Eggchan ofcourse.
So nonetheless, this entire 'Happy Birthday' deal was stupid, and dumb, and idiotic.
I guess that made the wound sting worse than being shot in the arm three times in a row. (Which Wemmbu is thankful that he doesnt know what that exactly feels like)
"Hey, the good news is that we get more cake for ourselves, right?" Eggchan suggests.
Wemmbu doesn't ponder much onto what Egg's comment could be implying, hes pretty sure that'd only just sour his mood more than it already has.. And most likely make him frown more, which by doing that, will already make his existing frown turn into a scowl and make his mouth start to hurt.
"We havent even eaten our first slices that are now currently melting into our plates bro."
Eggchan stares at his bestfriend (The best he could do with the bandages covering his eyes atleast)
"It was worth a try."
Wemmbu scoffs and leans back in his chair, the old wood creaking under his weight.
"Its the same every year, someones too busy, someones spending time with family.. Great, thats awesome! But the LEAST you could do is send me a text message like 'hey happy birthday!'"
Wemmbu grumbles at the very thought. Folding his arms as he bows his head in frustration.
"What can you even do about it bro?" Eggchan replies.
"Nothing, I guess."
A long pause.
...Like a really long pause.
The silence is broken by Wemmbus heavy sigh, straightening himself in his chair.
"I guess Dad has a good reason for not being here, since hes stuck doing his job and all.. But I dont know-- Spoke, Jaden, hell Id even take someone like Flame to come around and stay awhile."
"...Guess not." Wemmbu grumbles.
"I think your letting it get into your head to much, yo." Eggchan's eyebrows furrow, concern replacing his usual nonchalance.
"Maybe." Wemmbu replies. He sighs once more before tilting his head away from Eggchan to look out the window.
It was raining, and it was awfully dark, with the constant bursts of colors and frizzling dying fireworks outside of his blurry, cloudy fogged up window.
Thats December 31st for you.
Wemmbu makes a long drawl of complaint. Groaning.
"Im so booooored, Egg!" Wemmbu complains, suddenly standing up from the old, if to guess, near falling apart chair. Leaning over the table with elbows on the surface and hands hiding over his head.
"Dude, theres atleast gotta be something for my birthday that'll keep me enter-"
Knock. Knock, knock.
"Helloooo? Anyone home? I mean.. youve got lights on so I would only assume."
The muffled outsiders voice chimes through the door, cutting off Wemmbu's newest rant for the day. The 6th time atleast.
"What?! Who the hell is over here, at my door, at litterally 1:24- something A.M!" Wemmbu marches over to his door with enough force that if he were Godzilla, there'd be atleast 3 earthquakes happening.
"Chill out bro, its probably nobody." Eggchan deadpans, shifting his hands into his lap to take his book and place it on the table. Grasping an ink quilt he made just seconds pior.
"Nobody my ass.." The ticked off Draconian clicks the lock off of the door handle and prys the actual door open
"What?" He chastises.
- - -
Rejoicin hesitates at seeing the human equivalent of an angry hissing cat, especially on a certain purple reptile that he considers his best buddy.
He waves awkwardly with a crooked smile instead. Covered in soft, pure, and fluffy snow, Rejoice practically forces himself into the abode of both Wemmbu and Eggchan's.
The latter has to take a backwards sidestep involuntarily. He looks more bewildered compared to just a few heartbeats ago.
"Rejoice? Why-- Dude, what are you doing here?"
"To come visit bro? Its your birthday, duh, I aint gonna leave you hanging!"
"My-- Wait wait... Hold up, bro. Dont you, like.. have plans? Its- Its New Years."
"Im aware."
Rejoice makes himself at home on the living rooms more than needed clean couch. The cushions softening his leisurely fall. He pulls his arms up and over the back of the couch and crosses one leg over the others knee.
Eggchan has to take a moment from writing to sideglance towards the familiar voice. Although he doesn't mention anything, he does offer a wide wave.
The blonde repeats the gesture with an even wider wave, and grin.
What in Admins name just happened? Pause, backtrack for a moment.. Is what Wemmbu would be thinking, if he still wasn't just staring-- and standing out in the open space like a moron.
"You- Why? Why the hell would you come to my birthday? Theres not even a birthday PARTY bro!"
"Yeaaaahh.. I know! Are you thinking that I have bad memory or something?
"I- Well, sometimes yeah. I do think that."
"..."
"..."
"Ay, welcome to the lustrous abode of your humble comrades, brother." Eggchan grins from over across the room.
The cold and still air between everyone is broken into that familiar warmth and comfort by the sounds of snuffed out snickers and giggles.
Wemmbu boastfully laughs in response when he cant hold his voice back anymore. Louder than the other two, which, in turn, are just as equally as loud.
When all three of them have finally calmed down, ofcourse not without tears prying at the corner of their eyes, Wemmbu shuts and locks the front door before it can let in anymore of the winter air.
"D'alright.. So bro.. care to explain? Like, properly dude."
"Well.. Its pretty down to Earth, really." The blonde starts.
"What any part of this is in your description of 'Down to Earth?'" Wemmbu retorts.
"Woah woah, hold your horses buddy!" Rejoice raises his hands above his head with a sheepish smirk.
"Look- I dont know why your so upset- well no, I do know but.. I felt bad, and I wanted to come and visit you for your birthday, Wemmbu!"
Wemmbu stays silent for a long time. Most likely processing Rejoices words, or just doesnt know how to respond. Truthfully, its gonna be that.
Eventually he sighs and walks back over to the kitchen table and plops himself right back down on that old rickety chair.
"T'whatever. Thanks, I guess."
Eggchan only watches Wemmbu, then meets eye contact with Rejoice and shrugs.
- - -
Rejoice was eventually added to the fancy dinner table to be the mercy of both Wemmbu and Eggchan's stomaches. That said, being the only one who would eat store bought chocolate cake which looks more like a soggy salad covered in horse dung. Willingly too.
I guess being stuck underground in an abandoned orphanage in a once glorious kingdom sinced ravaged by Wardens and thieves alike, with the only safe companions the place outta got being your now deceased older brother, really messes with your brain.
And common sense.
And apparently proper eating etiquette too.
Within approximately 7 minutes, the entire chocolate cake (Save for the existing ones on the latters plates), the entire thing was gone with only crumbs left over.
Wemmbu would adamantly believe that the cake had just floated into space for the aliens to savor instead of his friend being the convinced aliens.
"Woah, brother, I think your gonna get a sugar high off of that." Eggchan proclaims, his face scrunched up in either worry or disgust.
"Mmhp-?" Rejoice wipes his face off first with a few swipes of his back hand, then he licks the remaining chocolate off of his golden tan skin.
"Sugar hi- what now?"
"Yo dude, I think we've already lost him."
Wemmbu can only roll his eyes with a scoffing laugh budging through his teeth.
"Yeah, I can see that. Im not blind like you are."
- - -
After the short conversation, Wemmbu opted to try and invite both Codmaster and Loppezz at one time to see if they were up for some midnight gaming.
Neither of them responded.
So he tried Yungy instead.
Again, the man didnt respond. That also went for Jaden too.
It was a last ditch effort, sure. But you have to give a man some credit here! Its his birthday for Admin's sake.
Wemmbu isnt particularly mad about the endeavor however. He actually figured this would happen.
Besides, in contrast to all the others that couldve been here, he's got two of his most treasured friends that hes known for practically forever. Eggchan and Rejoice.
Wemmbu sets his phone down and decides its probably time he calls it quits and just has fun for the birthday night hes got.
It may not be the biggest party ever, let alone even one at all. But thats alright.
His bestfriends are good enough for him.
- { ○ } -
W - ACT 1.5 : The Aether's Observe
Eggchan has noticed how precarious Wemmbu's friend Spoke is. Although he doesnt care much for him or what he inherently does with his life, Egg cant help but feel that the Voidus's mental state is horrible.
And thats saying lot from a person that gets dragged alongside Wemmbu all day.
Other than that, the chaos that had transcribed last night- With Rejoice and all- Had left Eggchan rather exhausted. As such, hed want nothing more than to kick back and relax.
If anything however, it seems that fate is definitely not on Eggchans side for today. Or ever.
How so, you may ask?
Hes been lugged over like a log of wood to watch a PVP competition between Wemmbu and some other competitors when he could be doing some much more productive things, like fishing for example!
He couldnt really argue despite his best wishes, mainly because he was supposed to be a nonchalant king, but also because Minutetech had also come along to watch. Same with some of Eggchan's other friends. And that weird SpongeBob SquarePants guy with the blue goggles.
Eggchan has seen weirder things in his life, but hes gotta hand it to the living sponge. Hes got quite the stamina to be able to cheer for an hour straight.
Being an Aetherie is not for the weak, Egg's got to say.
- - -
"What are you writing, Egg?"
Eggchan nearly jumps out of his own skin at the question. Fluttering his ear wings, he turns his head counter clockwise to the individual beside him. Slightly irritated.
The person is Lomedy! The dark toned farmer peers at the other curiously with his dark hair shading partially of his face away from the suns harsh rays. Yellow eyes meet with white bandages.
"A book."
"...Yeeaaaah? I see that. Better question, what kind of book?"
"A book with a genre."
Lomedys polite smile falters for a moment as his eyes squint. It passes within a second, but Eggchan notices. His eye sees all, keep that in consideration.
"-Is that all to it, bro?" The farmer questions half absent-mindedly.
"Yes."
A pair of soft yet calloused void fingers reach themselves upwards to ruffle Eggchans pristine dusty-white locks with fatherly affection.
"I admire your careful calligraphy and well thought out stories, Egg." Minutetech praises him.
Eggchan only rolls his shoulders in a light shrug and brushes off the pats, with a quick on a whim smoothing down of his hair. The angel shuts his book closed with a gentle 'snap'.
"Thank you bro. I take great pride in my work."
The Aetherie humbly smiles.
Minutetech copies after Egg, his pure eyes crinkling in joy.
Lomedy's already existing smile turns into a grin with a faint blush. Probably from the sun.
A loud boastful applaud of cheers, screams, clapping, and disappointed virtues erupt all around the large stadium. Maybe even some fanboy and fangirling ringing from out too.
Well, seems like someone won the duel. Good for them, whoever they may be. (Egg could really care less)
- - -
"Congrats on winning the competition, bro. Now pay up, we made a deal yo."
Eggchan extends out a lending hand to Wemmbu with an all than greedy grin. And he looks damn PROUD of himself too!
Wemmbu clicks his tongue in silence and tosses an 'INFINITY' enchantment book at the angels hands without a care in the world.
Eggchan almost drops it more than twice in a row, when he does finally manage to catch it within his grasp without it slipping- He does a twirl and hauls the poor enchantment book into the air with one hand and a big boastful grin. His wings fluttering outwardly to make himself appear bigger than he actually is.
"AHA! With this great treasure.. I summon-!"
"No- No dont do that bro, this isnt Jujustu Kaisen."
"Way to be a killjoy.." Eggchan lowers the book down and scrunches into himself, pouting like a sad hamster in the rain.
Wemmbu only sighs and rolls his eyes, a shrug and a quick motion of his arms does he cross them over and stare boredly at his bestfriend.
"Anyways.. Now that youve got that.."
The purple Draconian chucks down a shulker full of diamond blocks thats probably worth millions in the stock market, whats worse? HES FUCKING GRINNING WITH A CRAZY ASS GLINT IN HIS EYES!!
"IM DAMN SWIMMING IN LUXURY BABY!!!!! You couldn't even catch this much money with your DAMN LIFE!! HAHAHAHAH!"
Eggchans never felt more betrayed in his everlasting life since today.