My name is Rock Light. I'm socially awkward. I'm short and skinny and No girl, Wait no, No human would ever want to go anywhere near me. Even my own twin Sister Roll doesn't give me the time of day anymore. Now that I'm 17 years old I just stopped trying. I have no friends. None. Not even that one person that says hi out of pity. I never talk. Well I talk...just not to people who breathe. There's one thing that gives me motivation to keep going everyday. And that's this talk show that comes on TV every morning. It's called "Add it up" I watch it religiously. No matter what. It's sort of an OCD thing I have. You might wonder why a 17 year old boy even watches some awkward morning talk show? Well that's because the most amazing person ever Interviews all sorts of celebrities every single day at approximately 5:00 am. His name is Axl. No one knows his real name or if that's really his name. He's a comedian but he does serious interviews sometimes. He also reviews games, anime, romantic comedy movies, to hentai. All of it. Everything under the sun that interests him. The guy is awesome. He's completely off the wall and inspiring at the same time. But there's more to it.

Not only does this guy have a epic sense of humor and judgement, I'm not going to sugar coat this, The guy is freaking gorgeous. To his messy spikey hair that always looks good no matter what, to his X scar mark between his eyes that shine in such a epic intense green manner. Am I gushing? Yes. Yes I am. Am I ashamed? No. Never. On top of his good looks and his amazing body and face, the guy also dresses great too. I am highly infatuated. So much so that I have a Axl plushy. The deadpool edition. With the cute little deadpool logo shirt and plaid red pants and a blazer. I carry it everywhere. I've had it for about two years now.

Now this may be creepy but sometimes I just sit and talk to it. I don't know. For some reason I feel like it listens. This is the part where you stop reading the story because you're freaked out because the main character is such a creep huh? Well go ahead. But honestly I don't know there's something about this doll. I believe it. I take it everywhere with me. It's alway in my back pack or in my pocket. Now don't get me wrong. I don't do weird shit with it. That's disrespectful to Axl.

My family knows of my obsession and they think I'm silly. Which I agree I am. But this obsession floats my boat. I would be pretty damn emo if I didn't have this uplift. Now I'm not talking about emo dressing. No I'm talking straight up depression. Not that scene kid stuff. Those kids need jesus. Anyways, our story doesn't start here.

It starts in a boring sad place, My AP English class. It was first hour. School hadn't been in session all that long. Maybe 13 minutes or so. I was taking intense notes about the lecture that our teacher was giving about the summary of the play when suddenly I heard some talking in the background.

"Did you hear about that brutal murder?" I heard one girl say with a valley girl accent. She was pretty loud about it so everyone noticed. Even the teacher stopped talking and looked in her direction. She spoke.

"Excuse me Layla. Would you be so kind as to tell the class more about this brutal murder?" The teacher said with sarcasm. The girl stood up and walked in front of the class. The teacher was awestruck like she didn't think the girl was actually going to stand up and talk. She faced the class and cleared her throat. Then she spoke. I thought it was going to be pretty stupid so I wasn't looking at her, I was still writing the sentence I started before the interruption. When she spoke these words came out of her mouth.

"'Like, The show host of "Add it up" Was found brutally murdered just 35 minutes ago." She said as if it were nothing. I heard a few "OMG" and "Oh no" I felt everything feel cold like frostbite in my feeling. What? At that point somehow my pencil was broken. I didn't want to be here right now. I needed to go home. I needed to be in my own space. At the back of my mind it was "Why are you getting upset? You don't even know the guy." I know this. But I just felt so utterly sad at that moment.

I stood up suddenly and walked out the classroom. The teacher called after me "Rock!" I ignored it and kept walking even faster. I went to my locker grabbed my stuff and just straight up left. My house was about 3 miles away. At this point I needed the walk to calm down some. I was being irrational.

The word "Dead" Just went through my mind. Along with a bunch of lively and memorable screen shots of Axl from the past two years. I've never missed one show so my mind was exploding with them. In my heart I just felt disappointed in some sort of way. I don't know why. Somehow I was just in shock I didn't want to believe it. I had watched this morning's episode and nothing seemed off. I clenched my fist in memory of it. I felt warm streams go down my face. I stopped walking for a second and wiped my tears.

I was a good distance from the school at this point. I had to go through the forest when I was walking towards it. Suddenly I heard a beep. I looked up and saw one of my Dad's friends. I looked back down and wiped some more of my tears. I really didn't want to look like I was crying in the middle of the day walking home. This friend of my Dad's was Dr. Cossack. He was also a doctor at the clinic where my dad worked. He was a family friend. My twin sister Roll and I knew his daughter pretty good. But she stopped talking to me as soon as we all hit puberty. Her and Roll are still BFFs and I'm pretty sure she has a ginormous crush on our Older brother Blues. Who's in college right now. She constantly grills Roll for information. It's pretty funny actually. But her dad is a pretty good dude. But not someone you want to be seen crying in front of.

He pulled up and stopped right in front of me. He tilted his head at me and I'm pretty sure I made some sort of embarrassed face. I didn't really feel like having this interaction. He spoke after observing me for one second and a half.

"Rock why aren't you in school? and have you been crying? You're not getting picked on are you?" Dr. Cossack asked with a concerned face. I wanted facepalm so hard. But all of a sudden seeing Dr. Cossack so serious all of a sudden while his folk music was playing in the background made me laugh for some reason.

"No I felt like I really needed to go home is all." I said. Dr. Cossack nodded his head.

"I see. Sometimes a man has to go off on his own and get in his own element to get enlightened. Is what I would say if you weren't crying" Dr. Cossack said with a small smile. I realized that no matter if my tears weren't there my eyes and face were probably red from crying. I smiled.

"I'm fine Dr. Cossack." I said with a smile. I wasn't fine. I bet he could see through my lie.

"Hop in kid. I'm not going to let a doe eyed fellow like yourself walk home and get kidnapped by some old creep." Dr. Cossack said. I nodded.

"I just don't think anyone would want me Dr. Cossack." I said with some sarcasm as I got in the front seat.

"Honestly kid you start walking with a switch and stuff your shirt and put on a wig you could pull off being your sister." said with a chuckle. I laughed.

"That. Okay...I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or not." I said squinting my eyes a little imagining it. Dr. Cossack laughed and slapped me on the back.

"I would." He said as he turned on the corner. It got quiet and my mind went right back on Axl being dead. I felt Dr. Cossack looked over and spoke suddenly.

"Kid, you heard about that incident didn't you?" He said. I just nodded.

"You really liked that show huh?" He said. I nodded once more.

"Well don't worry. One day there'd be another awesome one that'll be the next craze. You'll see." Dr. Cossack said stopping in front of my house. I got out the car and closed the door. Dr. Cossack didn't get it. It wasn't the loss of the show that upset. It was Axl himself being off this planet. But I just smile and nodded.

"Yeah you're right Dr. Cossack." I said. I smiled and nodded as he drove off. I got out my house key and opened the door. I turned on the light of the house. No one was home. Everything was in perfect order as usual. Mom always kept things clean. Constantly. Well except for our rooms we were responsible for that. I walked through it to find my my room at the end of a long hallway. I opened it. Everything was just as I left it. Included my TV still on the channel that Add it up came on. I sat down and clicked on the TV. I put my book bag down. I took off my school uniform. Which consisted of a blue blazer and a stripped pink tie a white shirt and khaki pants. Although I always wore skinnies instead of the regular baggy dress pants. Yeah it was a catholic school. I hated it. If I were more ambitious and demonic I would be that kid to come in with a chainsaw and attack everyone I didn't like. Roll was the opposite. She thrived off of school and popularity. Still couldn't hate my sister. She wasn't like them. Even though she fit in.

Finally all done with undressing I took my Axl plushie out of my book bag and set it right next to me. I got up for a second to get some marmalade and crackers and sherbet icecream and some tea and anything else I saw. I was going to sit in my room all day and be a depressed bum and watch old reruns of "Add It Up".

I remember looking at my plushie one last time before I walked out of my room. I left the door open. I was in the kitchen making all my comfort food and what not. When I started to hear crashes like someone was in the house. I got a little bit scared. So I took the teapot with me. I figured I could knock someone out with it. It was a stupid idea at the time. I eased in the room with the teapot ready to strike at anytime. When I opened the door I saw some really bizarre stuff. Get this.

My plushie was walking around and it was moving around as if it was looking around the room frantically and freaking out. I heard a voice come out of it.

"Oh shitshitshitshitshitshit. What!" It said. I knew that voice right away. That was Axl's. I started walking towards the plushie. It turned around and jumped.

I suddenly yelped and jumped back. The plushie turned to me and looked. It whistled when it saw me. I jumped back again. I was at a loss for words. The Axl plushie looked down at it's body and out of nowhere The plushie started growing. The clothes growing with it. It became a full sized person. Suddenly it looked like Axl was standing right before me. At this moment I fainted. I was freaked the heck out. I could hear Axl's voice faintly in the background.

So I take it you're a fan huh? Got a lot of my merch in here. Is that my face in a heart over there? I'm flattered. Reaally flattered." I heard Axl say outloud. I shot up from where I was laying. Looks like I got moved to my bed. I started freaking out.

"W-WHY ARE YOU HERE YOU'RE DEAD!?" I cried out suddenly. Axl made his signature confused face. I blushed. I can't believe I was really seeing this. I fought back squealing. So hard. I would not make more of a fool of myself. Axl shrugged.

"Well ya see kid, I have no idea. I thought for sure I was dead myself." Axl said.

"What happened to you?" I asked suddenly. Axl sighed like he didn't want to go back on it.

"Well I was at this underground coffee shop that I always go to and like suddenly this big ass dude is like "Here's your coffee bro" and I was all like "Thanks dude" So like I drink it and out of nowhere I pass out ya know? Right? So then I wake up and the dude tortures me to death while I'm in some have awake half comatose state. The end. This marks the end of Axl as we know him" He said. I took the story in. It was really painful to picture.

"Do you know why you were murdered?" I asked. Axl shook his head no.

"I don't think I had any enemies." Axl said with a pause as if he was in thought. He put on his serious face. I was pretty sure I was blushing.

"C-Can I hug you?" I asked suddenly throwing myself off guard. Axl looked like he didn't process it at first then he put on a smirk.

"Well sure, I probably need one anyways." Axl said getting slightly close to my face. I lost it at that moment that squeal finally came out and I grabbed the nearest pillow. Axl laughed. I got that hug as Axl pulled me into it. Yep it was official. This was the best day of my life.

"So what's your name. Can't go around calling you kid." Axl said leaning back on my bed. I may never wash these sheets again. I spoke.

"I-It's Rock." I said.

"That...is...a...cool name. I want it. Last name?" Axl said.

"Light." I said.

"Dude you sound like the main character of something. What kind of life do you lead with such a epic name?" Axl asked there was intrest in his eyes. This was officially the best day of my short and pathetic life.

"I'm socially awkward and I have no friends and I'm a shut in nerd." I said. Axl made a "pffft" noise.

"Seriously? With those looks and that name? No way dude." Axl said bluntly.

"Yes way." I said.

"Real talk?" Axl asked.

"Realest talk" I said.

"Cereal?" Axl asked.

"Only the fruitest pebbles." I said.

"On the Gs?" Axl said in response with a smile.

"On my momma" I responded.

"I think I like you Rock. I don't know why I'm here...but it has to be for a reason. Can I hang here since I'm technically considered a dead man?" Axl said flopping down in my bed.

"Sure I think so. Even if my parents say no you can hide in that plushie form right?" I said. Axl picked up the plushie and looked it over.

"So it's clear you like me, so I gotta ask...you don't do any thing wierd with this plushie do you?" Axl asked with a innocent but cautious grin.

"NO! Pervert. God that'd just be immoral and disrespectful." I said.

"So you cuddle with it?" Axl asked with another grin. I'm pretty sure my face was some sort of intense pink.

"N-No" I said. Axl gave me a suspicious look.

"Y-Yes." I said looking down. Axl made a satisfied cat like face.

"Soooo in short you dream of cuddling with me." Axl said

"Erm...well." I said I was officially embarrassed out of my mind. Axl giggled.

"No use denying it. I noticed the heart picture on the wall." Axl said with an innocent grin again. I was speechless. I couldn't say a thing.

"I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. You just look so cute and innocent I had to mess with you. I think by far you're the cutest fanboy I've ever seen. You'd be amazed by some of the creeps I come across. I don't exactly appeal to the nice looking fanbase." Axl said with a sigh.

"I-It's fine." I said. He really just said that to me. My god...I can go the rest of my life without taking a compliment from just that moment.

"This whole day has just been insane though" Axl said looking up at my ceiling.

"I bet getting murdered by an big dude doesn't sound too appealing" I said leaning back on the ledge of my bed.

"Yeah. Honestly I'm still a little shaken." Axl said.

"Are you okay?" I asked looking Axl in the face. I was getting a little better at talking to him.

"It feels like one big nightmare. This is just the part that's supposed to be compensation I bet." Axl said.

"Compensation?" I asked.

"Yeah being here with like my biggest fan who happens to be really nice looking is a pretty nice way to get over the fact that you've been brutally murdered about 2 hours ago." Axl said looking off into the distance.

"Ah...okay?" I said still being confused.

"Yeah I don't know" Axl said. Suddenly Axl spoke again.

"So Rock how old are you?" He asked.

"17." I answered.

"Ouch." Axl said.

"Why ouch?"

"Nothing. Just that you're not legal is all." Axl said.

"L-Legal for what?" I stammered out of my mouth.

"NOTHING.*cough* Soooooo I'm going to raid your kitchen now." Axl said before suddenly walking out the door. I raised an eyebrow. Axl walked backwards back into the room.

"So where's your kitchen?" He asked withed a confused smile face. I just ended up directing him to it.

We ended up eating that marmalade and that tea and the other cupcakes and stuff I had out. I didn't know how to cook or anything. Turns out Axl had no idea either. He ended up burning all the popcorn that we tried to make. How I don't know. After that we ended up having Idle talk and I ended up asking Axl every single question I've ever wanted to ask him.

"So that one time you had Ninja Sex Party on the show did you really keep Danny's Kimono afterwards?"

"I did. I still sleep in it sometimes." He said with a grin.

"Did that chun-li cosplayer really kick you in the face for real?" I asked.

"Yeah I apparently offended her by asking if she'd consider posing with a Cammy White cosplayer while I took erotic pictures. That kick hurt like hell." Axl said.

"There was that one show where Tyler the Creator kidnapped you and put you in the Odd Future van. Did you really drive off with them?" I asked.

"No actually that one was scripted Tyler asked first because he didn't want to freak me out. I did actually drive off for about a good hour with him though. We talked about the anthropic theorm and space time." He said.

"Wow." I said with stars in my eyes.

This went on for awhile until randomly we started talking about life itself.

"Yeah I don't have parents...only a mentor that adopted me when I was thirteen." Axl said.

"I can't imagine what it's like. I have siblings and adult figures coming out the ear."

"Maybe that's why you're such a good kid." Axl said. I shrugged.

"Most likely, What's your mentor like?" I asked.

"His name is red and he's a producer apparently he saw something in me and adopted me. He never really felt like a dad more like someone I randomly go to for guidance. But he never has the time anymore ever since I've been doing this show. All he cares about is stats and results nowadays." Axl said.

"That sounds rough." I said. Axl shrugged.

"I can't really complain though. I'm doing something that I love doing with out many limits. So being ignored is okay. It's not like I need him all the time anyways. I'm 19 now. Can't cling forever." Axl said with a reminiscent smile.

"Still everyone needs some sort of parental figure in their life. Can't just shrug it off." I said. Axl looked up at me.

"Maaaaaaaan I like talking to you. You say sensible stuff." Axl said.

"Thanks that means alot." I said I blushed a little bit.

"So after meeting me do you still think that I'm crazy awesome?" Axl asked.

"Well, after talking to you you're not a godly being anymore, you're more of a person now. I still think you're crazy awesome though. I feel like this is some dream I'm going to take up from." I said.

"Oh yay. But gosh I hope this is a dream. I just don't feel like being dead." Axl said grimly. That's when an idea popped in my head.

"Axl...do you think you were brought back for a reason?" I said suddenly. Axl sighed.

"Yeah I feel that way. Honestly if my hunch is right I probably have to figure out why I've been murdered or someshit." Axl said.

"What makes you have that hunch?" I asked.

"Don't know...call it dead man sense or something like that." Axl said with a shrug.

"So how are you going to find your murderer?" I asked.

"Well...lets see...Haven't you ever played Miles Edgeworth Investigations man?" Axl said. That got a laugh out of me.

"Yep. Beat it playing 12 hours straight" I said.

"Well then you know what time it is." Axl said.

"What time is it? Time to put on a caveat and walk around in magenta suits?" Rock said.

"No man. But that sounds appealing...I mean lets go investigate the crime scene." Axl said getting up from where he was sitting looking like he was about to go somewhere. Suddenly a thought popped in my head. There was no way we could just go and investigate. One everyone thinks Axl is dead a riot could get caused. Two the crime scene is probably super closed off, three...He could potentially get killed again. I had to stop him.

"Wait! You can't go out in public." I said suddenly. Axl stopped in his tracks.

"Oh god...you're right. What should I do?" Axl said. I thought for a second. Wasn't Axl in that plushie form before he changed into a person?

"Do you think you could change back into a plushie?" I asked. Axl nodded. Then he closed his eyes and out of nowhere the plushie moved on the bed moved and it got up. It was sooo cute. That plushie was even cuter when it moved. Axl spoke.

"This feels really stiff." Axl said moving his tiny plushie arm around.

"But on the upside, those button eyes really do something for you." I said with a smirk.

"Oh foreal?" Axl flipped his plushie hair which didn't flip right. Then he continued "Maybe she's born with it. Maybe it's maybellene" Axl said in a sinister tone. I laughed.

"Axl get in my backpack." I said. Plushie Axl sprinted over and started climbing inside the backpack. Or atleast he attempted to. He ended up falling on his face. He looked so pitafully cute on the the floor face down. So I just picked him up and set him in there.

"Alright lets do this" I said walking out the door. But not before leaving a note for my family. I jotted down something about having an adventure and being back later in the day. It was about 1:23 pm when we left.

"So where's the crime scene anyway?"

"It's at this place on the other side of town called "Black Sunshine"" Axl said.

"Like that white zombie song?"

"Yeppers. Do you have a way to get us there?" Axl asked suddenly.

"Ha. No. I don't have a car." I said realizing how silly I was.

"Ouch. What are we gonna do...wait nope I got this. Time to call someone." Axl pulled out a cell phone. I was a little shocked. He then jumped out of the backpack and grew full sized.

"When you die your cell phone comes with you?" I said in a little disbelief.

"Apparently man...all the stuff I had in my pockets and jacket are still here too." Axl said.

"That's really wierd." I said. Axl nodded after he dialed the number.

"Hey X. Are you still in the city?" Axl said into the phone. Suddenly I heard yelling in through the phone. I couldn't make out what the words were.

"Calm down. This isn't a prank call. Real talk. It's really me." He said. The voice got quieter. Axl sighed.

"Well if you don't believe me I'll just tell you something only I know." Axl said into the phone. The voice on the phone said something.

"Pfft okay then. Remember that time back in highschool , I found your collection of "you know what" and didn't tell a soul even though it was awkward as hell? Yes. I remember it all." Axl said. Suddenly I heard the phone cry out "OH MY GOD IT IS YOU!"

"Good you believe me. Now listen here I need a huge favor." Axl said.

Axl then proceeded to give the address and then more thanks and then he hung up. Axl sighed. I was curious as to who was coming.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"Oh it was this guy I know named X." Axl said.

"You mean the book critic/actor X?" I asked.

"Yep he's one of my best friends I've known him since middle school. Went to the same performing arts school." Axl said.

"Is it really true that he's dating that one model lady?" I asked.

"PFFFFFFFFFFFFFT. No." Axl said as if something like that was inconceivable.

"Still he's really cool." I said.

A good 5 minutes later X pulled up in one of those mini coopers. He got out the car and glomped Axl. It was a really really touching moment.

"Axl I was so sad about you dying." X said. I looked him over and he was definitely in mourning clothes. Black everywhere. His face was also red. I could tell he cried for a long time. Poor guy.

"X stahp, Rock still thinks you're a cool person don't kill his dreams." Axl said as he was getting the life squeezed out of him. X let go and Axl comically fell to the pavement.

"So Axl...who's this?" X asked looking in my direction.

"Oh this is Rock Light. It's a long story...sorta but for some reason I became this plushie that he had and I can change from plushie to human...it's wierd." Axl said while he messed with his hair a little.

"Rock you've got a cool name, Nice to meet you. Thanks for babysitting Axl." X said shaking my hand. I was at a loss for words. Axl was making a poutface upon hearing the word "Babysitting"

"T-Thanks it's epic to meet you." I stammered out.

"Yeah." X said flashing me a charming smile that probably gives all of his fanbase a nose bleed everytime he makes it.

"Alright so no times wasting we've gotta find my killer~!" Axl said getting in the car's back seat. X sighed as we both walked to the car where it was parked.

"He only got murdered less than 6 hours ago and he's already full of energy again." X said with a small smile. I laughed a little.

"Was he always like this?" I asked.

"Always." X said getting in the car.

There started my adventure with two people I'd never thought I'd be in a car with. I sat there on the was wondering if we'd ever find the murderer and if we found it would we even know what to do with him?

To be continued.

So I want an Axl plushie. So this story is about an Axl plushie. Eat a dick Luke.