MCYT Oneshots

I'm in a Field of Dandelions (SkepHalo)

*wakes up from month long writing coma* h-hello—

WOAH
WHO
HOW
WJAHG

hello, dear readers
IM BACK
DID
DID ANYONE MISS ME
no- ok-
nah I'm kidding
maybe

N E WAY BEFORE I RAMBLE TO U ABT LIFE BC UR ALL PRETTY POGGERS LETS HAVE A FUN CHAT SHALL WE

random notes:
- IVE HAD SO MANY MUFFINS DURING MY UNINTENTIONAL HIATUS ITS AMAZING
- ty to my irl friend plus my online bsf for helping me out with writing <3
- that same irl friend is trying to get me into fortnite using a fish
- i wanna chug jug w u
- today i zoomed with sum friends and played music for us and since two of em are fucking kpop stannies i played some kpop (astro's a pretty good band ngl) and now my recommendations are fucking ruined
- it's like 1:40 and i have school tmrw/today what are my life choices
- i bit my tongue while eating these smarties i got for my birthday and it's bugging me now :(
- i have a love hate relationship with the dsmp lore
- i'm posting from my phone for the first time omg r u proud of me
- GIVE THE SKEPHALO TAG MORE LOVE CRIES

anyway i hope you enjoy this!!!! :D (btw if any of u were wondering: no fourteen days is not over and also i'm writing a dnf oneshot so hopefully u will stick around for that too ok ty ily bye)

~donut :>

"Aw, he did it," he says softly, smiling stupidly at his computer screen.

He can feel Bad rolling his eyes on his side of the call. "Of course I did, Skeppy," he replies, "And I'm still here, y'know."

Skeppy nods. "Yeah, I know."

They sit in silence for a little while, save for the sounds of Rat barking in the background. Bad calls out to her, going into that high pitched voice that he only does for Rat and whomever is lucky enough to be listening along. Skeppy knows that he's someone who gets to hear it every day (there isn't one call that they're in where Rat doesn't interrupt their conversations), and he can't help but feel extremely lucky that he gets to hear it more than most people. It's funny how something so miniscule as that can make him feel so giddy inside, but he supposes that's one of the side-effects that comes with falling in love with your best friend.

He also knows that he's the only one that Bad tolerates to be all clingy and flirty with. He knows it's always for the content, but he can't help but feel a sense of pride when Quackity makes a remark that makes Bad grumble in that way that he does when he's annoyed. He knows it's stupid to feel special for these small things, things that mean absolutely nothing to Bad but everything to him, but he still holds them close to heart.

He loves the way that he gets to make Bad all flustered and defensive with flirty and suggestive remarks. He loves the way that Bad talks so animatedly with his hands and his facial expressions, even the way that Bad can say so much in just the way he moves his Minecraft character around. He loves the fact that he's the only one who can discern each and every single one of Bad's little grumbles that he makes. He loves the way that Bad makes him feel special and loved and cared for, in a way that no one has before.

He loves Bad's personality and the way he's always so kind to everyone who he meets. He loves the way that Bad sees the best in others, and the way that he's a firm believer in second chances. He loves the fact that Bad loves in personality and not gender, because it makes him wonder if maybe he has a chance with his best friend-- his best friend who is so perfect, and kind, and wonderful in all the right ways.

He adores the title of "BadBoyHalo's Best Friend." It doesn't matter what anyone else says, because deep down, he and Bad both know that he will always come first (unless he's competing against Rat).