okay i am not lying when i say the reviews on I'm Cute! literally made my day. because of that, my dear friends, i grant you the one, the only...
SOON TO BE VERY LONG ONE SHOT BOOK!
featuring... THE FRICKING WARNER SIBLINGS! OMGGGGG!!!!!
jokes aside, i thank all of you for the reviews on I'm Cute, and i hope you enjoy this ongoing one-shot book!
who knows, maybe we'll make it to 2024. that is, if sonic 3 doesnt kick in my hedgehog antics again.
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- Anxiety -
I wasn't the only one who had noticed. The twitching. The beads of sweat. The screams at night... The Yakko we knew had changed. Immensely. But me and Dot would get him back, one layer at a time.
We had a plan. We would not sleep tonight. We'd make sure Yakko "slept", before sneaking up quietly and watching what he did.
And the plan was working. We crept out of bed quietly, and watched what he did. He was just staring at nothingness. He hugged his pillow. Me and Dot watched carefully, not wanting to miss a single movement or sound. We heard sniffles. We watched him curl into a ball. Me and Dot looked at each other with scared and worried expressions.
"It's too hard..." We heard Yakko whisper. "Too much..." What was too much? "Please, mom, dad... help." Mom? Dad? Weren't they dead? Me and Dot nodded at each other.
"Yakko?" We both quietly said. He gasped, and looked up from the pillow. His eyes were red and puffy, and black bags sat under his eyes. "Y-You guys are supposed to be aslee-"
"We know." We said in unison. "Yakko, we're worried." Dot whispered. "You guys, I'm fine." We couldn't do it.
"YOU'RE FINE!?" I yelled, I stood up. He definitely was not fine. "Yakko, you cry and scream at night. That's not 'fine'." Dot said. Yakko looked down, before just crying. Nothing but crying. Me and Dot made our signal, and lunged into him for a hug. After a couple of minutes, which felt like hours, Dot asked the question we had all been waiting for.
"Why are you so miserable, big bro?" Dot asked, her head in the crook of Yakko's shoulder. Said name had stopped crying by then. "N-Not to be rude... but sometimes it's- it's hard taking care of you guys. And sometimes I feel like if I fail I-" We stopped him there. "Yakko, why did you never tell us this?" I asked.
"Because, you guys don't need to-" "No. No, Yakko. We are your siblings, and we deserve to know when our big brother is sad." Dot said, being the voice of reason. I nodded my head. "Yakko, we really do love you. You are literally the most well accomplished big brother in all of California." I said. "And the Republic Dominican." He gave a watery chuckle at that. "Thanks, you guys."
"No problem."
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We took Yakko to some therapy sessions with Scratchy. Apparently, he had anxiety. We still loved him, of course. Me and Dot decided to be calm with him for the next couple of days, not wanting to trigger an anxiety attack. Me and Dot still had something to confront him about, though.
"What was that about mom and dad?" Well, we took it a little bit calm, I guess. He froze. "I-I guess I just, y'know, wanted help." He muttered, barely audible. Me and Dot looked at each other, and then back at Yakko. "It's okay. You don't have to be ashamed about it." Dot said. "But it's stupid, I should be able to take care of myself. I'm 13, for crying out loud!"-
"Don't you always say 'age is just a number'?" I asked. "Yeah, but-"
"NO BUTS!" Me and Dot said together. "Yakko, we love you. So, so much. And we don't want you so.. so miserable. Please, you don't have to hide anything. We're right here." I pleaded. Yakko, the talking, witty, and snarky brother. Was crying. Again...
"Awh, Yakko we didn't mean to-"
"No, no it's-it's not your guys' fault." He sniffled. "I'm just being a big baby."
"Sometimes we all have to be big babies." Dot said. "Trust me, I know." Dot was right. Everyone had their moments, even Yakko. We wrapped our arms around him. "Let it all out." I whispered. And he did. He told us everything. From the loss of mom and dad, to the anxiety that built up over the years. "I-I'm just scared I'm not being a good enough older brother." He concluded. He looked up at us, expecting there to be a reply. But me and Dot were stunned. We had never knew this, and he never told us. How were we supposed to react to that?
"Yakko, why didn't you tell us?" Dot asked. "I didn't want to put a burden on you." He answered. "That's not a burden, big bro. It's your feelings. You don't need to hide those." I put a hand on his shoulder. "You sure?"
"We are very, very sure." Dot said. I nodded my head. "What would I do without you guys?"-
"Be miserable because you have no cuteness in your life." Dot joked. Yakko chuckled. "Yeah, sure." He replied. "Oh, and you wouldn't be able to empty out the fridge." I said. Yakko laughed. "Yeah, I wouldn't."
"C'mere." Yakko opened his arms. Me and Dot got the message and hugged him back.
A few minutes had passed, before something horrible happened...
"TICKLE FIGHT!!"
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im genuinely proud of this, lol. if u guys want more yakko anxiety one-shots, im always open. also- i am very sick, ive been sick the entire time i was writing this. that may be why its so short, hehe. dont forget to review!