#hidenseektrio

[cl0wn-k0za]

cooking :3cc

[dantetel1028]

I’m going sane over hideandseek trio

pac and fit romantic and mike qp with both of them

[wowieeitsisa]

THEY MEAN SOO MUCH TO ME AUGH

[sillygh0st]

a VERY good angst potential would be madagio saying to qfit that he will never be the number one person of qpac and qpac would always chose qmike If he had to chose between him and qfit lets all just kill ourselves

[cl0wn-k0za]

meu trio

i miss them i miss them so much ueueue o(-(

[cl0wn-k0za]

a cute little headcanon of mine :3cc

Fit is well known on 2b as a veteran and historian, but he was also kind of a radio host, just talking into a radio, to entertain himself somehow and not lose his mind in that anarchist wasteland somehow, Pac e Mike found one of the frequencies used by Fit and instantly became fans of his, and the stories he told and maaaybe Pac developed a little crush on this faceless radio host

and now on Quesadilla, Pac e Mike became friends with Fit they constantly reassure Fit they want to spend time with him, that he's not a bother because they realised just how lonely Fit must have been back on 2b TazerCraft cannot fathom being without each other, and yet Fit spend his life basically alone with no one to truly trust and rely on

[dantetel1028]

I made this for my ghost au but I got lazy and didn’t finish it but here

[cl0wn-k0za]

mini pre qsmp, Fitcentric fic inspired by @rotomo10281 and anon, beware angst :3c

Sudden radio static startles TazerCraft, they hurry to the makeshift radio to tune it onto the right wavelength, to properly hear words they don't quite understand yet.

Their favourite radio host has been silent for almost two weeks now and they were extatic to listen to the broadcast. A mysterious guy from 2b2t, they can remember his name being "Fit" or something like that.

Although they can't fully understand him, both Pac e Mike loved listening to his voice, recalling all the weird and crazy happenings of the anarchy wasteland, as they tinker and work on their things. White noise filling the silence, but also a great help with improving their english! Even with static, man's pronunciation and articulation is very clear. Not to mention the interesting and wacky stories told every time entertaining the two scientists.

But this time, there's something wrong.

The broadcast started, but there's no low voice reciting history, just a sound of laboured breathing and gravel under heavy boots. Unfamiliar shouts in the background.

TazerCraft look at each other, and back to the radio. Did "Fit" start broadcasting by an accident? They can recognise the chain of swears, and then a loud THUD.

There's screaming, taunts and insults. Is he fighting with someone? Pac e Mike were aware that 2b wasn't exactly peaceful, but they weren't expecting to ever hear it first hand.

It sounds bad, REALLY bad, there are multiple voices, sound of metal clashing and totems popping. Another loud thud, the sound of a body hitting the ground. They can finally make out the words.

"Keep him down KEEP HIM DOWN. HOLD HIM" unfamiliar voice shouts.

"LET GO! LET ME GO YOU FUCKING BASTARDS!" that's "Fit", they are sure of it. He's closer to the radio. "Hey- HEY! We can- WE CAN TALK IT OUT- heYHEYHEY! WHAT ARE YOU-" the words are off cut by a scream.

TazerCraft's blood runs cold. It's terrifying, it's loud and guttural. There's laughter in the background, mocking, like hyenas above their pray.

They grow more and more distant, as "Fit"'s screams continue, ocassionally, broken by sobs, hiccups and desperate breaths.

Pac e Mike just stand there, staring at the radio, their tasks long forgotten. It feels like hours have passed, when the screams finally quiet down. They hear gravel rustling, someone shifting positions, they hoped. There are no more cries, just heavy breathing. Sound of potion bottle breaking, then quiet grunts and shuffling of fabric.

Transmission cuts just as abruptly as it started, leaving TazerCraft stunned, frozen in place. What the actual fuck did they just hear. Did "Fit" knowingly started the broadcast? Just to have someone, anyone willing to listen, to know of his fate?

Was it just a missclick? No, surely not. Broadcasting requires preparation, it's not like you just click one button and done unknowingly.

Pac e Mike return to their work, still shaken, still filled with many questions that will stay unanswered until the next broadcast.

That is, IF it comes at all.