Faded Smile (A6dream Fanfiction) COMPLETED

Chapter Eight | Dammit..

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You can basically tell by the chapter name something bad is gonna happen

WAIT I MADE IT TOO OBVIOUS

"Sup Vincent! I'm just waiting on Clay." Nick greeted the baguette man.

The two waited outside of the very fancy restaurant. It was called Chuck E Cheese. Sadly, they were about to go out of business.

Eventually, Clay arrived so they all sat down. "I'm gonna get us some pizza, you two can do whatever it is you like to do." Nick said, walking away.

"So, what's up Frenchie?" "This nickname- like- why and how did you come up with that?" Vincent asked.

"I mean, it's pretty easy. Just take your native language and add 'ie' to the end."

"But why?"

"Vincent is too long."

"Bruh-"

"Oh wait, Vincent is shorter."

Vincent facepalmed.

"So, what's up?" Clay asked again.

"Not much, you?"

"Not much either."

This conversation is dry as hell Vincent though to himself.

Clay thought the same thing. It was weird, they could speak for hours in a call but.. real life was just weird.

It's because he knows I have depression now.

Or is it because he's never seen my face?

I bet he thinks I'm ugly.

He's probably ju-

"PIZZAAAA!" Nick yelled, getting a few weird looks. They had been getting a bunch of weird looks, actually. They didn't exactly bring a child to a restaurant basically designed for children. It was just 3 grown men.

The three were quiet the entire time, but then again why would people need to talk when there's food?

"Well, I'm full." Clay said, leaning back on his chair.

It seemed that he was the only one that was full. Nick and Vincent could eat pizza for hours.

Clay rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna play some arcade games then."

With only the two of them sitting across from each other, it sort of seemed like a date. At a very shitty location. Seriously though don't have any dates at Chuck E Cheese

Trigger warning: Vincent turns into a Yandere Simulator character.

"Hey Nick, can you follow me for a second?" Vincent asked.

O h b o y

They went outside of the restaurant, to a shady alleyway.

"Uh, why'd you take me here?" Nick asked.

Vincent pulled out his pocket knife. "I want to make this short and painful, Nick. So don't move an inch." He threatened, moving closer.

Nick was too shocked to move. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He barely knew this guy, why was he about to kill him?