Chapter Two - No Use in Here
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Tags - fluff, romance, SMG34, love confessions, missing pet, SMG4
Summary - After SMG3 reveals the disappearance of his pet EggDog, Both him and SMG4 look for the lost pet. But instead of finding him, they end up getting lost themselves.
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As SMG4 headed out of the house, the rain suddenly got louder, thunder crashing from afar. SMG4 shivered from the cold as he grabbed his jacket from the coat rack. As he shrugged it on, he glanced at the other beside him.
SMG3 stood there, his eyes fixated on the ground. He seemed deep in thought, obviously worried sick for Eggdog. SMG4 had felt guilty. He approached his partner and put a hand on his arm.
“Hey, you ok?”
He asked, the concern in his mouth clear and dripping.
“I'm fine, scrub..”
SMG3 muttered, shrugging away from his partner. SMG4 sighed at him as he finished knotting his shoes, taking a while to do so. SMG3 scoffed at the stupidity of the blue meme guardian, pushing SMG4 a bit to the side to tie his shoe.
SMG4 blushed softly— Wait. Why was he blushing? This was his ex-rival for God’s sake. He stared at him for a moment, the blush way too visible on his face.
“What? Embarrassed that you can't tie your own shoelace, and got found out? No shame, asshole.”
SMG3 remarked at him, his pride brighter than the sun. SMG4 scoffed at him, the blush fading slightly. He stood up, brushing off the dust on his chest. He stretched his limbs, trying to get the boredom out of his system.
“So.. Where should we start?”
Asked SMG4.
“Well.. I guess we could start around the cafe…?”
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The two meme guardians entered the dreary cafe as SMG4 flipped on a light switch. The cafe lit up for a moment before the electricity decided to cut itself off, making SMG3 groan in annoyance.
“Out of all the times to cut the power, they choose now..??”
“Who's they??”
“The power company, duh. Get with the times, scrub.”
SMG4 looked at him, disproval across his face. He grabbed a flashlight he had brought before and switched it on, it's small light illuminating a part of the cafe. Both partners searched around, from flipping tables over, to even opening the coffee machine, with left SMG4 dumbfounded.
“Why the coffee machine??”
“He likes to nap in here…”
SMG3 smiled softly, which was a rare sight, which made SMG4’s heart flutter. He blushed softly, before shaking it off and staring down. He coughed, before speaking.
“Well.. He isn't here, let's look in your roo- secret lair. I meant lair..!”
He added abruptly. He knew how much his purple partner had specifically wanted it to be called ‘Secret Lair’, which he thought was dumb, obviously. He looked back at his friend, a shy expression on his face.
“...Yeah.. “
The two entered the back door as SMG3 walked to his secret elevator. (Well not really, but who are you to judge?) The two descended in silence, not giving each other a single glance. The only sound in the elevator was their soft breathing. The doors pried open to reveal SMG3’s, surprisingly, clean room.
“You've been uh.. cleaning the place?”
Said SMG4, looking to SMG3 with a friendly smile on his face. SMG3 looked at him with a bored expression before scoffing.
“What? You think I don't clean my room? I have average human hygiene, you know. Unlike someone next to me..”
He scoffed, as he walked before him. SMG4 stood there, mouth agape. He had basic human hygiene! What was SMG3 even talking about!?!? He groaned before catching up with the other's search.
After flipping the entire room over, with no avail or trail of where EggDog could be, SMG3 rubbed his temple.
“God Fucking dammit!! Where could he have gone!?”
He grumbled in annoyance, he was seething in rage and worry. SMG4 looked at him with guilt in his eyes, the man was devastated at losing his pet.
“... It'll- be okay! Don't- don't worry! Maybe he snuck out, you know!”
He exclaimed, hoping to get the other's hope's up. SMG3 sneered at him as he stomped out of the room. SMG4 rubbed the back of his head as he watched his friend walk out the door.
“I… should leave him be..”
SMG4 sighed as he sat on the bed.
