-Hello Lovely people of the fanfic world! I'm Fizzlesmirk, and this is my first fanfic I'm posting online. It's going to actually match up with the summary soon, I swear! The second chapter is already in-progress, so keep looking out for more of me! I'm so excited that you're reading my work! I have most of the ideas planned out for how this little story is going to blossom. Feel free to review me, (even if I'm scared you all will hate me o~o''') Enjoy~!-

Homestar Runner had served to be his worst nightmare. All it took now, after having so many negative conotations tacked onto the man, was mentioning his name before he felt like he needed to leave the room out of frustration. Many of his friends thought he exaggerated, but they didn't understand how much he abhored him.

It was just a regular day in Free Country, and Strong Bad was out in the sun, leaning against the small brick wall outside Marzipan's house. He waited until there was a point where Homestar was out of their so he could speak privately with Marzipan. Even if he didn't hate her boyfriend to such an extent, he was there on pretty secret terms: baking. The only people that knew he could bake other than Marzipan was his brothers, since he usually just ordered the youngest one to throw something together, the lack of variety didn't always suffice, and he'd have to put his hands to it himself. Even without that, if people knew Marzipan and he were alone together on a regular basis, people would get suspicious. Both of them had decided a long time ago, though, that they simply weren't each other's type, and that they didn't bond over and agree on too many things at all, so just swapping tips about cooking in a friendly manner would be as far as their interactions would go.

That time had came and went, and here he was by that brick wall waiting for The Cheat to show up. He'd called him telling him that he'd stolen a cake from Marzipan, trying to make himself look cool about how he'd acquired his new incentive for being a pretty awesome friend recently, when in reality he'd baked and even iced it himself. He smirked when the short little boy came running up in his yellow hoodie with those black splotches all over it. "You got something for me SB~?" He smiled wide, showing a missing tooth in his grin, having lost one recently, Strong Bad himself actually having to fill in as the 'Tooth Fairy'.

Strong Bad nodded in affirmation and ruffled the other's hair. "Here you go, little guy, pineapple upside down! I know you like it a lot." The Cheat looked at it in awe. "Whoa~! Strong Bad, you're the coolest! I can really have the whole thing? You're good to me! Mom would have never gotten me something so nice. I'm happy I live with you now instead~" He started to turn around to run back home, but the other male grabbed his shoulder. "Whaddaya say?" The Cheat looked back at him, a faint sheepish blush appearing on his cheeks. "Oh...! Thank you, sir." Strong Bad patted him on the back. "There's a good kiddo. Don't run off too fast. You'll trip on something and drop the whole thing." The Cheat nodded vehemently and speed walked back home.

Strong Bad felt like he was being almost disgustingly sweet today. He had a reputation to keep up that he was some pretty tough stuff! He decided to just walk home. There, the most likely person he'd run into would be his little brother, and he was on bad terms with him as usual, so making fun of him would be almost a reflex. No more baking, no more taking care of the little adopted kiddo: just videogames and/or picking on Strong Sad for the rest of the day. Way to equal out his inner manly quota for the day.

Strong Bad arrived home and realized just where Homestar had been the entire time he'd been spending time with Marzipan. He'd broken into the house just like he always managed to do, and he was just bumbling around the house like usual. When the mentioned man took notice that the door had opened, he turned around and smiled. "Stwo Bwo~" The taller man chirped happily. Strong Bad narrowed his eyes. This man...the last person he wanted to see was in his house. He pushed him out of the way, heading for the basement. He was not up for the peppy, not up for the stupid, not up for that dumb propellor hat on his stupid head! He took a deep breath and started up a game of Snake Boxer Five. Homestar sadly leaned against the counter. "Aw...what did I even do?" The Cheat looked over at him from his seat at the table. "That guy likes to keep a lot of stuff inside is all. I really don't think it's healthy for 'im." He remarked between bites of cake.

Strong Bad had too many memories flood to him and had to put his videogame controller aside. He reflected on how the other had slowly chipped away at him. He broke into his house constantly, today only adding to the count. He'd bother him to death every opportunity he'd get, and he always seemed to be perfectly in his way so that he wouldn't know that a plan he'd make had been accidentally foiled by that stupid boy until it was too late.

He decided today was a good a day as any to finally tell him. Maybe he'd actually be warded off for good this time? A man could hope. He stormed up the stairs and had a stern look on his face. "Homestar, let me talk to you for a minute." The paler boy gladly walked over, smiling happily. Strong Bad looked up at him and crossed his arms. "I really don't get your problem. You need to stay away from me. I don't want to be straight up rude but being around you just makes me so frustrated and I'm just sick of it! Get a life, man!"

Homestar stared back at him, a bit confused. "Huh? But I twy to talk to you all the time because I want to be your friend! I have a life...it's just one I want to have a guy like you in...! I mean...we hang out sometimes-" The smaller male stomped his foot and shouted. "-I tolerate you and hope you go away but you never do! You can't barge into people's lives. Not everyone is going to think you're cool! I want you out of my house! You're an idiot, and I hate you, Homestar!"

The man he yelled at stiffened and his hands played with the collar of his shirt, a bit nervous and scared of the other's shouting. When he calmed down, Strong Bad spoke again. "Listen. You seem nice enough, but you seriously just aren't the kind of person I can tolerate. Please, leave me alone." Homestar bit his lip nodded after a moment. "Of couwse...sowwy to be a bothew..." He complied, mumbling sadly causing his lisp to be extra predominant, head slightly hung as he walked out the door.