Hey, uh, remember that "Loser meets Nine" fanfic I promised like 2 weeks ago? Well, I finally finished that, so have a read!
Your biggest fan
Another day began in Goiky as usual. The Sun rose, gracing the grounds of the planet with its light and warmth.
Battle For BFB ended a while ago and its contestants scattered all around the place, everyone having their own adventures. Loser, an ivory-colored cube-shaped former contestant, who was very well known for his tremendous popularity all across the Earth and even beyond it, was taking a morning stroll. He was enjoying the fresh morning breeze and whenever he passed by a fellow contestant he greeted everyone. Despite him losing his status as everyone's idol cube a lot of people still liked him quite a lot and Loser was still everyone's good buddy, if not best friend. And so, he walked, humming a simple melody to himself. All was great.
Just as Loser was passing another tree on his way, suddenly, a bright flash of light appeared right in front of him. It was so white and so bright that it almost blinded the little cube, forcing him to cover his eyes. And out of that flash came out something, or rather, someone. When Loser could finally open his eyes he saw the person in front of him: a white-colored number 9, who was noticably taller than Loser, who was already kind of short even compared to others of his own kind. The number appeared to be wearing sunglasses and a wide smirk on its face. It was pretty obvious that this stranger came from another world, but were they dangerous? Loser wondered. Just as he was about to ask the strange being, they spoke first, " Yo, top of the morning to ya! Do ya know if, like, Loser is around?"
Loser? That number beast was looking for him?
"Oh, I'm Loser", Loser replied.
Upon hearing that sentence the stranger lifted their sunglasses to take a better look and almost immidiately, their smirk turned into a wide grin, exposing their prominent fangs.
" Yoooo, Loser!! This really you, no way!", they exclamed happily.
" Do we know each other?", Loser asked, bewildered by the reaction.
" Like, yeah, of course you gotta know me! I'm your biggest fan!"
Loser was still confused about the situation he was currently in. Yes, he was aware of just how huge his popularity was and that its levels stretched beyond the planet he lives on. But he never actually had a chance to meet his otherwordly fans. That was, until the current moment. As he was still standing silent, the alien number approached him and stretched out their arm, presenting their four-fingered hand to Loser.
" Oh, you want my autograph?", Loser asked, much less suprised now. He was used to writing his name of his fans' bodyparts.
" Heck yeah, gimme!", Nine replied happily.
Just as Loser was about to note that he doesn't have anything to write with him, the alien snapped their fingers and out of their hand a marker came out. Loser eagerly took the offering and signed Nine's palm with his preffered signature.
" "From Loser to his biggest fan". Sweet!", Nine exclaimed. Loser smiled delightfully, happy to learn that his popularity attracts beings from other dimensions as well.
