Chapter 9

by Undecisivepsycho

Jeff's POV

I was sitting on the couch with BEN, playing COD online, when Masky came down and went in the kitchen to talk to Hoodie.

"So, did ya do it?" I heard hoodie ask. Do what though?

"Don't make it sound like it was a bet, but yeah, I did. I ended up doing a little more than that as well" Masky answered. Do what you bastards?!

"Whaddya mean you ended up doing a little more? All you said you were gonna do was give her the ar- where's your sketchpad? You never go anywhere without it." The ar? Did he mean art? They were talking about Zhi weren't they? What did Masky do besides give her some sort of art...

"Exactly" I could practically hear the grin on his face, "she heard me in the ceiling and found me drawing more of her since I was dumb enough to not pay attention to what she was actually doing. After I realized I was caught I ended up uh... 'closing the gap' and bringing us back down. My sketchpad sorta fell apart and scattered around the room. I shocked her and she just stood there, so I left her to catch up to what happened and said I'd be back."

"Dude you kissed her?! I thought you'd chicken out with just the art. Wait. You left your whole sketchpad in her room? Even the uh...?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Masky had the gall to actually kiss her? I'm going to fucking murder him.

"No, no. that's in a folder of its own, the sketchpad was all her and just some random sketches of objects." Masky's phone went off, interrupting him, "Oh, here, she ended up writing in a digital diary about it and her computer posted it to a private tumblr I set up. Did you know she's got x-ray goggles?"

"A private tumblr? You got an account dude? Is it cool?" Hoodie asked, probably moving to see the phone by now.

"Oh yeah, tumblr's downright awesome. It's got just about everything I'm interested in and much more." Masky confirmed.

"I'll have to get on some ti- NO WAY! We've got a fanbase?! Who's ' '?"

"Some narrator for our site apparently. You wouldn't believe how many accounts there are impersonating and drawing us. You should see Zhi's blog, she occasionally puts out text posts about stuff."

I couldn't just sit there and listen any longer, I dropped my controller and stormed to the kitchen, slamming Masky into the wall as I came in.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing to here, you bastard!" I growled.

"What the hell is your problem, Jeff? She's not yours, you just happened to bring her here. Besides, at 25 you're like 6 years older than her, I'm only a year older than her." He replied calmly.

"Just back off and shut the fuck up!" I yelled.

"Excuse me? You're not the one being held against a wall here. It's up to her who she chooses, I just made it known that I'm interested. I'll back off if she asks me to, but I'm not doing that just because you have issues"

Hoodie suddenly wrapped his arms around me and dragged me back, I tried to fight him, but I had been caught off guard and with an arm around my neck and chest I couldn't do much.

"Calm down dude, you know we all have equal rights to go after her. She's not an object so it's all up to her." Hoodie was trying to talk some sense into me (hindsight 20/20 right?), in response I jerked forward hard enough to get a swing at Masky with my fist, cracking his mask and making his nose pop and start gushing blood.

"Son of a Bitch! Hoodie try to keep him here a bit longer..."

"'mon it bro, you may want to hurry though." Hoodie pleaded, and with that Masky ran upstairs. Hoodie held me tightly for about five minutes before letting go. As soon as I was free I tore up the stairs and down the hall to Zhi's room to pound on her door.

"Let me in Zhi! I've got business to finish with that masked bastard!"

"Go the fuck away Jeff! You've done enough damage today!" She hollered back

"LET ME IN NOW!"

I heard the click of her lock before she ripped the door open. I was met with her nail gun pressed to the underside of my jaw and hr looking up at me furiously with his mask resting on her head.

"I thought I told you to fuck off" she growled, Masky smirking at me from behind the protection she provided, his nose still bleeding and the area around his eyes starting to bruise.

"why the fuck do you have his mask on?!"

"That's not important right now. What is important is you've hurt him for no good reason." she pressed the 'gun' up a little harder.

"I have a damn good reason. Take the mask off." I challenged

"Maybe I don't want to Jeffrey. Now about you being before me. Leave. Now." She demanded.

"Fine, but don't think he's safe when he leaves. If you're gonna be with him then don't expect anything from me." I finalized, backing away and returning downstairs. I would end up winning BEN and I several COD matches that night...

Zhi's POV

I shut and relocked my door once Jeff was out of sight and went to sit in front of Masky again. I was having trouble getting his nose to stop bleeding and go back into place. I was certainly no doctor, but I seemed to be the only one able to help right now.

"Jesus Christ he did a lot of damage. He doesn't really look like someone with a hard punch." I remarked, holding the bridge of his nose between my fingers with a rag and gently moving it around. From what I could tell, Jeff hadn't broken his nose, just dislocated it somehow.

"Yeah I- FUCK!" Masky yelped as I finally got his nose in place. The bleeding stopped soon after.

"There we go! Here, put this on your face, it's starting to swell." I said, handing him an ice pack before taking his mask off and inspecting it.

"Go ahead and throw that out, I'll have to get a new one anyway."

"Are you sure you can't fix it? Super glue or plaster maybe?" I asked.

"It's just better to replace it. Do whatever you want with that one." He waved his hand dismissively. Apparently the mask wasn't something sentimental, just a replaceable tool.

"I think I'll keep it." I started to get up to put it some where when my computer chimed, scaring me half to death just to notify me that...1N-D4-H00D13 was following me. Normally I would have blown it off as a fan blog following for what I post, but this was too suspicious. I set the mask on my dresser and sat back down to check out the blog.

"Did Hoodie get a Tumblr?" I don't know why I asked, the first post was literally a picture of our Hooded friend holding Jeff back from murdering Masky.

"Probably, I showed him some things and he said he would have to try it out. He works fast with computers, I'll say that." He nodded, praising what seemed to be his best friend. "By the way, what is Megatokyo about? I've tried reading along when you do, but you're too fast and I cant find the site."

"It's hard for me to explain, I'll just send you the link later. I suppose I should apologize though."

"Apologize for what? Jeff?"

"No, for you being such a slow reader!" I teased, sticking my tongue out at him.

Author's Notes

I told you I'd be putting out the next chapter soon! I finished typing this the same night I put up chapter 8! Though it helped that there was a lot of pointless and stupid fluff I decided to cut out of this chapter. It was literally just stupid chatter between Zhi and Masky about a couple of movies.