Boldly
a spacebutter story yeee
Rules of this weird alternate universe I've created:
-Austin's real height is 6.2", and Jeff's real height is unknown. In this story, Jeff is around 6.3" and relatively lanky, while Austin's height is 5.11" and he's a skinny boy.
-I don't actually play Asagao Academy, and none of the people in this story actually attend it, but somehow, the Hidden Block members and the Normal Boots members are all friends and in the exact same town.
All of them have normal YouTube lives, so yeah.
-they all live in frickin Pennsylvania because I'm tired
-constructive criticism is wanted
Thank you.
Chapter 1
Jeff sighed. He was rather bored, desperately wishing for social interaction. You see, Jeff had been away from his home on a vacation with his family when an uncle or cousin had fallen ill with a extremely contagious and deadly disease unknown to Jeff, ruining the vacation for everyone. Jeff decided to leave, as looking at mountains and rivers wasn't exactly has thing. He'd rather be climbing those mountains, sailing across those rivers. So there he was, sitting calmly, staring out the window of an old boring train. He pulled out his phone and skimmed through his social media, checking Flitter and such. He scrolled through his contacts until he came across one that made him smile 'PuhBuGuh' and for company 'Esdesesdesessesr', more formally known as Austin Hargrave, could always make him smile. They had been best friends for a long time, sharing a pastime of Nario Kart and Zilda. One reason he had come back is because of a new Zilda game coming out, and the little gamer guy had practically begged Jeff to play it with him if either of them happened to get their hands on it. He sighed in satisfaction.
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11:34 am
Joof: Hey bro!
PuhBuGuh: Oh, hi! I wasn't expecting a text, especially from you. How's your trip going?
:3
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Of course he would already be using emoticons on the first text he got from him all day.
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Joof: Actually, we had to sorta cancel. A relative got sick really bad, or something.
PuhBuGuh: Or something?
Joof: Looking at scenery isn't my thing. I'd rather be climbing all over the scenery, and plus, no one I actually liked was there.
PuhBuGuh: No one? :
Josh: Yep. No one. But, you're cool, so that's why I'm here, texting you.
PuhBuGuh: You're coming back soon, right? .3.
Joof: Already on a train to there. Have you gotten the new Zilda game yet?
PuhBuGuh: No, it looks really expensive. I probably won't be able to afford it, at least for now. It's really high-priced, or impossible to find. •~•
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Oh. That sentence kinda made Jeff frown, he could sense his friends sadness and disappointment through the text, even with the cute emoticons to hide it. He rubbed the back of his neck before replying.
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Joof: I'm sure it'll be okay! Who knows, maybe we can find it! Or, we could go to Goodwill and find something just as good for $2.00?
PuhBuGuh: Heh, yeah I'm sure 'Elmo's Number Adventure' would be just as good as Zilda.
Joof: I have strayed away from the 4-67 area, maybe I need it.
PuhBuGuh: Pshh- sure you do. You're great Joof. :D
Joof: I try! :D
PuhBuGuh: YOU DID THE EMOTICON-
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Jeff smiled as he listened to Austin's electronic outburst. After chatting with Austin for a while, he said he needed 'to do a thing' and Peebs, being ever-supportive, let him off at that. Jeff had a sneaking suspicion that Austin had other business to attend to, being that it was almost time for a date with Hana. He supported PBG for liking her, but Jeff had acquired a distaste for her in the past few years.
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Joof: Don't you have a date soon?
PuhBuGuh: OH CRAP. I guess I just got caught up talking with you, seeing I'm excited that you'll be back.
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Jeff laughed aloud, getting strange looks from fellow passengers. He rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. He had a long wait until the train got to his stop, so he sighed and tried to fall asleep. He reached into his pocket and set a Location and Time alarm, hoping it would be loud enough to wake him up, setting it to triple the average urgency.
After a moment or two of awkward shifting, he nestled into the seat and let the calming sounds of wheel against track lull him into a light, dreamless sleep.
