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One Fresh, No Fresh (Chapter 3)

Hey guys! Here is chapter 3! I don’t have anything to say about this story without any spoilers (sadly) But without any delay, lets get into the story.

Fresh, Geno, and Error belong to @loverofpiggies

MommaCQ and herself belong to @alainaprana

Other characters and story belong to me, @leiselpizzatale

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“F-fresh?”

Fresh looked up, seeing Geno lying on the couch. The T.V. across them was on, but Fresh couldn’t see or hear the show that was on, somehow.

“Yea brah? Whatcha need?”

Geno coughed a bit, before saying, “I t-think it’s time f-for my medicine. Can you g-get it for *cough* me?”

Fresh smiled, saying, “Sure brah! One bottle of pills, coming right up!”

Geno giggled. “Maybe not a w-whole bottle, hehe. Maybe just two, w-with some water?”

“Sure brah! Let me get dem pills and water. I’ll be right back!”

After a bit of struggle, he finally got the pills and a glass of water, and went to the living room. “Here Geno, I got… your…” Fresh said, dropping the pills and water.

In front of him was Geno, but he looked different. For one, he looked like an adult, not a ten-almost-eleven year old. Secondly, he had a red streak that ran across his chest, and it only took a couple seconds for Fresh to find out that it was a cut, and the red of it was blood. Looking up, he saw that the scarf he was wearing had a bit of dust. Monster dust, Fresh realizes. Geno also saw that there was a bit of blood in his teeth too.

“Why did you hit me Fresh?!” Adult-Geno yelled. His voice was different too, more baritone than Geno’s high pitched voice. “Why did you hurt me?! Why don’t you kill me while your at it!”

Fresh couldn’t speak, couldn’t move. He was too frightened of seeing Adult-Geno to do anything.

Adult-Geno started chuckling, closing his eye sockets, before opening them again. In the eye socket was a blue and red Iris, and with an angry tone, Adult-Geno finale words were,

“Well, why don’t I just return the favor?”

And with that, a demon skull appeared in front of Adult-Geno, before blasting a beam of white light at Fresh, before Fresh’s sight blacked out. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“NO!” Fresh yelled, sitting up on his bed. He looked around. He wasn’t in his old house. Instead, he was in Alaina’s, in the guest-turned-into-his bedroom. Fresh pressed his knees to his rib cage, a sob escaping him as he placed his skull onto his kneecaps.

For a while, Fresh did nothing but cry. A couple times, Fresh would even whisper, “I’m sorry Geno,”. Soon enough, Fresh’s sobs became small whimpers, and he found out that he was surrounded by a bunch of arms, belonging to Alaina and her parents.

Softly, Alaina’s mother said to Fresh, “Let’s get you some hot chocolate, shall we?”

Fresh nodded. He really wanted something to drink, so why not hot chocolate? They headed down the Living Room, where Fresh sat down on the couch, a blanket covering his shoulders. Alaina sat next to him, rubbing his back as he looked down.

Soon enough, Alaina’s mom walked in, carrying a mug full of hot chocolate. With a small, “Thank You,“ Fresh took the cup, taking small sips. It was quiet for a while. The only noises there were was the ticking of the clock, which when Fresh looked up, read 3:51, everyone’s breathing, and Fresh drinking his hot chocolate.

Finally, Alaina, in a small voice, asked, “So Fresh, can you tell me what your nightmare was about?”

Fresh flinched, which Alaina quickly replied, “I’m sorry! You don’t have to answer if you do-“ “No”.

Everyone looked at Fresh, who had a serious look toward Alaina. He put down his hot chocolate, took Alaina’s hands, saying, “When someone proposes, and the person getting proposed agrees, that means that they trust each other, and that they want to be together for the rest of eternity. And you can’t trust someone if they lie or don’t tell you something repeatedly, “.

Fresh looked away, saying, "And for the entire time we’ve known each other, you knew NOTHING about me, except simple things like my favorite food or movie. Well, “Fresh looked back, a determined look on his face, "I’m going to tell you everything about my life before meeting you,”.

“Now you hold on a second there, “Alaina’s mom said, "It’s very late, and I know that we are all exhausted. So why don’t we all head to bed, and get to hear Fresh’s life story tomorrow, once everyone is out of work,”.

Fresh and Alaina looked at each other. It was true that they were all tired, and they could all wait until tomorrow. So after saying goodnight to everyone, Fresh took his hot chocolate, drank the rest of it, and put it in the sink, before heading to bed. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Fresh was nervous. He was on the bus, heading home, and he couldn’t stop shaking. He’s never been this nervous. Not even when he proposed to Alaina almost three weeks ago. He was about to tell everyone about where he came from. A shiver ran through his body just thinking of it. Finally, Fresh though as he pulled the rope.

When he got home, he saw Alaina and her parents on the couch. They turned to him, small but supporting smiles on their faces. Fresh gave a small smile as well, before sitting on the chair across them.

“Are ya ready?” Fresh asked.

Alaina’s mother answered, “We should be asking you that!”

Fresh shook his head, “Nah. I’ve been ready since early this morning. Just a bit nervous as all,“. Fresh breathed in, held his breath, before breathing out. “Alright, let’s get this over with, “.

And with that, Fresh talked about his family. He talked about CQ, how she was the best artist he’s ever seen, and how amazing her drawings were. He talked about Error, who apparently cried the first time he got to see Fresh, because of how scary Fresh’s eyes were. He told about how he was emotionless for quite a while, the answer to why was unknown.

Then, with a heavy heart, he talked about Geno. He talked about how he had such a big heart to anyone and everyone. He talked about how Geno was always going in between their house and the hospital, due to his illness that was probably impossible to cure. He told them that no matter how hard Geno bounced into the hospital, he would always keep on smiling.

Finally, he told of the incident. Fresh tried, he really did, but every time he’d start telling them, he would burst out crying. It took him about half an hour to get through the entire story.

And through the entire thing, Alaina and her parents were supportive, holding him whenever he started crying again. ‘I’m so happy that I proposed to the right woman’ Fresh thought.

After they calmed down, Alaina’s mom asked quietly, "You know what you should do now?”. Confused, Fresh shook his head. Alaina’s mom suddenly bursting with joy, saying, “You should go home! You could take a big trip, going all the way to… uh, where did you say you lived?”

After getting over the shock of Alaina’s mom’s outburst, he replied, “New Mexico.”

“Wow! That’s so far away! Anyway, you could get some time off from the lab, pack up, bring Alaina, and meet your family after so many years!”

While Alaina’s mom kept talking, Fresh felt a deep burning inside him. Before he could recognize it, he yelled, “IT’S NOT THAT FUNKING EASY!”

Fresh looked around, teeth clenched tightly. Both Alaina and her parents were in shock. Through the entire time they’ve known Fresh, he’s never swore. Fresh gave a big huff, before stomping up to his room, slamming the door.

Omg, this is so funny! I wonder if @loverofpiggies has seen this before.

One Fresh, No Fresh (Chapter 7)

Hey Guys! I’m sorry I haven’t got to write a story all year (lol, new year pun) but I couldn’t get this chapter done, due to my dad having surgery. He’s fine now, and now I got the courage to write the story again. Oh, and the nightmare was based off of Alaina’s comic, MommaCQ. This page is where it is based off from. Now without further ado, lets get in the story!

Asy belongs to @furgemancs

Fresh, Geno, and Error belong to @loverofpiggies

MommaCQ and herself belong to @alainaprana

Other characters and story belong to me, @leiselpizzatale

After crying for 20 minutes, CQ and Fresh separated, both beaming in joy. Chuckling, CQ turned to Asy, saying, "You were right. I would like one of your guests."

Asy couldn't help himself, he laughed, falling on the ground while doing so. He tried speaking, but couldn't. Shaking her head, CQ pointed to Alaina, asking Asy, "And who is she? A friend of yours?"

Knowing that Asy wouldn't get up, Fresh walked toward Alaina, saying, "Nah, ma. Uncle Asy barely knows her. Actually," He picks up Alaina's hand, which has her engagement ring on her finger, "She's my fiancée."

CQ's jaw dropped, her face in complete shock. Then, she squealed, running up to the couple, saying, "Oh my gosh, really? Congrats! When's the wedding?"

Fresh and Alaina looked at each other, before turning toward CQ, saying, "We don't know."

"Really? Well, don't worry. I could help.. uhh..."

"Alaina," Alaina replied, going up to the mother to shake her hand, "Alaina Prana."

"Crayon Queen, but you can call me CQ."

Alaina, after she was done shaking CQ's hand, said, "So, your the one who took care of Fresh, huh?"

CQ giggled, saying, "Yup. He's my youngest, out of three boys. His brother's names are-"

"Yeah, I know," Alaina interrupted, "Error and Geno, right?" She turned back to Fresh, who nodded. "Yeah, I've heard them before. Fresh told me before we came here."

"Oh, okay." CQ said, smiling. Then, she gasped. "Oh, Fresh? When are you thinking of meeting your brothers?"

Fresh's eye sockets widened. He forgot all about that. Then, he shrugged.

Alaina looked at Fresh, before turning to CQ, saying, "We haven't planned that either. Sometime soon, we hope."

After a few more minutes of talking, they decided that they were going to have Fresh meet them the next night. They would've done it earlier, but Fresh didn't feel like it, (He actually was so nervous about it, that even Alaina could hear his bones rattling) so they decided to reschedule it. They were going to do something to Error and Geno, similar to how they introduced Fresh to CQ.

After planning the meeting, Fresh, Alaina, and Asy went home. Then, after dinner and watching a movie, Asy told them that it was time to take his pills, and since they made him drowsy, he was going to go to bed. After saying goodnight, Fresh made sure that the TV was turned down lower, before he snuggled up with Alaina.

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Fresh looked around. Where was he? Blackness surrounded him. Why was he here?

Suddenly, he felt something push him, and he fell on the... carpet? He looked up, seeing Error with glitches in his eye sockets. He was getting closer and closer.

Soon enough, Error was right in front of him, his fist raised, yelling out, "You dirty rotten-" But before he could finish, Geno suddenly walked behind Error, holding Error's hand still, whimpering, "P-please. Stop."

Error gave a sigh, before saying, "Okay, Geno, you win."

Fresh went to stand up, but saw Geno falling down. He went to catch him, but he couldn't move. He saw Error turning around, asking if he was okay, and what should he do.

Suddenly, Fresh heard Geno give a pained yell, before suddenly turning to dust. He sat there, staring at his dust.

"YOU!"

Fresh jumped, seeing Error, errors covering his eyes.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!"

Error starting hitting and kicking Fresh. Fresh didn't want to fight his brother, so he covered his head, hoping to have some protection.

"HE WILL STILL BE ALIVE IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU!"

"USELESS"

A kick, cracking his ribs and sternum. Fresh can't breath.

"STUPID"

A punch on his skull.

"SOULLESS"

A foot stomps on his arm.

"Wake up Fresh, wake up!"

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"AHHH!" Fresh yelled, scrambling to get out of his captors hold.

"Fresh, it's okay. It's me, it's Uncle Asy!"

Blind by his panic, he didn't know that it was his Uncle, so he kept flailing.

Asy saw this, and started to hug Fresh tightly so he wouldn’t hurt Asy or himself, while Alaina (who told him about Fresh having a nightmare) started whispering to Fresh, telling him that everything was okay.

Soon, Fresh stopped struggling, just stayed still, sobbing in Asy's shoulder.

"Hey Alaina," Asy asked, "can you go make some tea? The tea bags are in the cupboards next to the refrigerator, the kettle is already on the stove."

After nodding, Alaina walked to the kitchen, starting on the tea. While waiting for the water to boil, Alaina sat down on a chair, thinking, 'What is his dream about this time? He was afraid of Asy, if the thrashing had anything to do about it. Maybe he had a nightmare about his brothers?'

Alaina's thoughts came to a halt when the whistle of the kettle started. After pouring the hot water in a cup that says 'be proud of the scars', she put the tea bag in the cup. A couple minutes later, she took the bag out, before using the string to empty out the water in the bag.

Walking out of the kitchen with the tea in her hand, Alaina walked toward Fresh and Asy, who were both talking to each other, giggling here and there. Placing the tea on the coffee table, Alaina says, "What are you guys talking about? Here's your tea, by the way."

Fresh took the cup, taking a sip. Placing it down, he swallowed, saying, "Thanks Alaina."

"We were talking about how Fresh was as a kid. Oh, you've should've seen him!" Asy replied to her question.

"Hey!" Fresh said, "What was I suppose to do? Lay around, hoping that I'll feel something?" Even though he sounded angry, a smile was still on his face.

Ignoring him, Asy told Alaina, "Everyday, no matter what, he would watch anything on TV. And when I meant anything, I mean ANYTHING. One day, he would watch a documentary about poisonous spiders, the next he would watch SpongeBob!"

While Fresh covered his face, a purple blush on his face, Alaina giggled at the though of a tiny Fresh watching a documentary on a dangerous creature, and laughed even more. After a few minutes of laughing and finishing tea, Fresh and Alaina started getting tired, so after Asy bid them a good rest of the night, Alaina cuddled with Fresh, falling asleep for the rest of the night with no nightmares.

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wait do you guys actually carry purses/bags everywhere you go i really need to know

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happy wednesday to all my fellow aroace folks

I wish I knew about this before!

Masquerade mask for glasses wearers

Cheap but effective if you don’t own contacts. I made small hooks that should fall on your glasses if you measure it right. Since it lands on your glasses it shouldn’t scratch you. This only works with really light masks though

I'm from Pennsylvania, and I sleep with my door mostly closed, cause I sleep right next to the furnace, and it's super loud, but I have to keep it slightly open cause my cat would scream and try to open the door if I don't.

wait people sleep with their doors closed????