DO YOU LOVE ME???

❤💗❣💗💕💟💓💘💓❣💓💕💓💕💗❣💗 (A blog just for my South Park OC. You may interact regardless if you're OC or Canon!) (Follow from @thenyaner6000)

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Made a moodboard for @thenyaner6000’s oc Freddy Dean :3c

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

???: ...

FREDDY(?): ...Um...

FREDDY(?): Hhhhhhhhhhi? ...Are you going to hurt me..? I’d really uh, like it if you.. uh, didn’t. See, Freddy wouldn’t be very happy and we..-

???: What.

???: the FUCK? This was your big thing? Changing your eye color? That’s it???

FREDDY(?): What..?

???: That’s REALLY fucking lame, Freddy. Even for you.

FREDDY(?): Wait, Freddy? I’m not Freddy.

???: Of course you’re Freddy, who else would you be?

FREDDY(?): Fredrick. Fredrick Dean.

???: That’s. Literally Freddy, but longer.

FREDRICK: I know, it was so funny when he told me. What’s your name then, since I told you?

???: ...My name is too vampiric for you, the mere thought if it would make you shriek. Besides, names are unnecessary for someone akin to me, the-

FREDRICK: Ok, but what is it.

???: ...

???: ........Tyler.

FREDRICK: Nice to meet you, Tyler. Now.. Why were you trying to stab us?

TYLER: Us????

FREDRICK: Freddy and I.

TYLER: What??? But there’s only one of you I thought..

FREDRICK: No, it’s me and Freddy.

FREDRICK: ...Man this jacket’s hot...

TYLER: I’m confused. His blog has only ever showed him and his friends, surely if something was astray I would have picked up on it... Or at least one of my minions would have noticed...

FREDRICK: Freddy has a blog?

TYLER: That’s what you’re choosing to think about??

FREDRICK: Well, yes. Freddy said we aren’t allowed to have a phone in case someone found us online.

TYLER: Found??? You???

TYLER: I need to think, shut your fucking mouth for a minute, will you?

FREDRICK: Sorry.

FREDRICK: (Wow, he really does have a blog. Why didn’t he tell me about this?)

FREDRICK: (Maybe it’s super new and he was gonna tell me before Tyler threatened us?)

FREDRICK: (What would he even do with a blog...? I didn’t know he knew how to use phones..?)

TYLER: This doesn’t make sense, there’s been no paranormal activity in South Park for years...

FREDRICK: (Looks like he uses it to answer questions? I wonder if I can ask questions, too..?)

FREDRICK: Hey Tyler, can I ask questions on Freddy’s account?

TYLER: Do whatever the fuck you want with it, just keep your fucking mouth shut.

TYLER: ...Wait a second. That’s a good idea.

TYLER: Then maybe you can tell us what’s going on. Do it.

FREDRICK: Okay.

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

//who put the gdrc 

//(featuring Gale from @wintersgale and Polter and Cédric of @gay-ginger)

[bunny-rps]

🔪 ?(@yourfavoritebeanfreddydean)

@yourfavoritebeanfreddydean It was the weekend, bringing a lack of school for Cédric and extracurricular activities. So, being a bit bored, the young man decided to take a walk. He was strolling about town, walking casually when he had an idea. He decided to return home, taking out his phone and sending one of his best friends text in his best English. It was... strange how natural it felt speaking and writing in perfect English. Ever since a particular meeting with Freddy at his workshop, it was as if Cédric had had the language sent directly into his brain, like a programming of sorts. His family were dumbfound and so were most of his teachers and peers, but after a few weeks life carried off as normal. But that was a while ago, so here he was. “Freddy! I’m available all day today, would you like to come over and spend the evening at my house? You can even stay the night if you’d like!” He hit send, and waited. 

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

Ahh, the relaxation that was the weekend. Freddy never knew quite what to do with himself with all this free time, school could be a lot more interesting to him than just lounging around doing absolutely nothing. In fact, he was currently hanging out on the playground that belonged to South Park Elementary. He sat on the swing, leaning against the chains holding the seat up, his face squished up against it. What to do, what to do... He could be hanging out with a friend! That’s it! He had lots of friends around town who he loved very much, surely one of them would be available?

He hopped off his swing, and made his way through the empty school from the playground. The quietness felt incredibly jarring and eerie to him, especially after constantly seeing students running around, making a very large scene or being incredibly loud. He sure loved the kids here. He loved his friends just a little bit more, he felt his phone buzz in his pocket and took it out to see. It was Cédric! One of his best friend in the whole world!

And he was speaking English! How wonderful! He thought for a moment on when he first met Cédric, not being able to understand a word he said. It didn’t matter to Freddy, as Cédric had always been a very.. loyal friend, but still. He was so sad that he couldn’t talk to him... but one day when they were hanging out he was finally able to! It was like magic!

“Yes please, Cédric!!! I’d love to, I’ll be over soon! Love you!!!!!! 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 ” Freddy excitedly sent his message, a new light in him, and out the school doors he ran, ready to see Cédric! This would be fun!

[bunny-rps]

Cédric smiled, immediately going to type a reply.  “Sounds wonderful, remember to bring a change of clothes and any other necessities you’ll need, A friend is borrowing my other set of pajamas already so I won’t have a spare set.”  After that, he pocketed his phone again, deciding to give some preparation for Freddy’s arrival. First things first, he alerted his mother he was having a friend over, then checked his sister’s room briefly. Fortunately, she seemed to be out for the evening. Perfect. Cédric took the time to spiffy up his room and other important rooms of the house, picking out some snacks to bring to his room and imagining what sorts of games the two would get up to. His sister often bothered him for his obsession with presentation, but he brushed it off. Cédric was well aware of the villain persona he had adopted when he moved to South Park, and one major defining feature of every memorable villain in his book was presentation. It was the entire reason he dressed the way he did! Styled his hair the way he did- spoke the way he did! He shook his head, finding himself distracted with his internal banter. Freddy should be over any minute or so... One last thing before he was done. He opened a drawer in his desk and tossed a fat stack of papers and books into it, shutting it with some struggle. Personal projects and such.

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

Freddy read the response from his friend, looking at the screen and back at his current wardrobe as he scurried along. He stopped, what would he tell Cédric when he showed with no supplies and no pajamas or spare clothes? That he forgotten them? Lost them? His clothes were dirty? That he just wore the same clothes everyday so it didn’t even really matter? Oh man. Guess he’d have to face that conversation, but for now he would rehearse it in his head.

He walked on the sidewalk, watching little puffs of warm air escape from his nose and mouth whenever he’d greet someone walking by, since he practically knew everyone in town. South Park wasn’t big but it was big enough. Apparently big enough he could lose himself in the town trying to find his friend’s house. He could have sworn he had seen his friend go into one of these houses once... Maybe.. this one was the right one.

Nnnnnope. Next one over, that was the one.

Freddy knocked on the door, standing and waiting for an answer. It was either the cold shaking him or he was incredibly excited! Probably both! He thought about what the two might do together, tell stories, play games, maybe they could even watch a movie! That would be the best night ever in Freddy’s eyes. The daydreaming gave him a real big goofy grin on his face as he awaited his friend.

[bunny-rps]

🔪 ?(@yourfavoritebeanfreddydean)

@yourfavoritebeanfreddydean It was the weekend, bringing a lack of school for Cédric and extracurricular activities. So, being a bit bored, the young man decided to take a walk. He was strolling about town, walking casually when he had an idea. He decided to return home, taking out his phone and sending one of his best friends text in his best English. It was... strange how natural it felt speaking and writing in perfect English. Ever since a particular meeting with Freddy at his workshop, it was as if Cédric had had the language sent directly into his brain, like a programming of sorts. His family were dumbfound and so were most of his teachers and peers, but after a few weeks life carried off as normal. But that was a while ago, so here he was. “Freddy! I’m available all day today, would you like to come over and spend the evening at my house? You can even stay the night if you’d like!” He hit send, and waited. 

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

Ahh, the relaxation that was the weekend. Freddy never knew quite what to do with himself with all this free time, school could be a lot more interesting to him than just lounging around doing absolutely nothing. In fact, he was currently hanging out on the playground that belonged to South Park Elementary. He sat on the swing, leaning against the chains holding the seat up, his face squished up against it. What to do, what to do... He could be hanging out with a friend! That’s it! He had lots of friends around town who he loved very much, surely one of them would be available?

He hopped off his swing, and made his way through the empty school from the playground. The quietness felt incredibly jarring and eerie to him, especially after constantly seeing students running around, making a very large scene or being incredibly loud. He sure loved the kids here. He loved his friends just a little bit more, he felt his phone buzz in his pocket and took it out to see. It was Cédric! One of his best friend in the whole world!

And he was speaking English! How wonderful! He thought for a moment on when he first met Cédric, not being able to understand a word he said. It didn’t matter to Freddy, as Cédric had always been a very.. loyal friend, but still. He was so sad that he couldn’t talk to him... but one day when they were hanging out he was finally able to! It was like magic!

“Yes please, Cédric!!! I’d love to, I’ll be over soon! Love you!!!!!! 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 💗 ” Freddy excitedly sent his message, a new light in him, and out the school doors he ran, ready to see Cédric! This would be fun!

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

NOOOOOOO Freddy!

???: In fact... I think it should be happening right about...

???: Now.

FREDDY: ....

FREDDY: .....

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

???: Alright, alright. You’ve got me. Just as a spider in the web.

???: But truly, am I the spider, or you?

???: You’ve found me out, no thanks to your own intellect. You can thank your little following. I’ve been waiting for this day, Freddy Dean. All the watching and waiting... you wouldn’t believe the difficulty I have following you. School hours are... difficult. Thankfully my minions of darkness are already on the inside.

FREDDY: (A seventh grader...!)

???: I figured we finally needed to... talk. Face to face.

FREDDY: ...But, the knife?

???: Self defense, in case you decide I’m... a problem. Teeth can only do so much, and I don’t quite feel like explaining the stains to anyone who asks.

???: Don’t look so mortified of me Dean, I don’t want your blood, I just have some.... questions.

FREDDY: This... really isn’t a good time for questions, see, I gotta get home, it’s way past my bedtime and-

???: What a coincidence. I was going to ask you about just that.

???: You tell so many stories of your house and your mom, all the escapades you have with her, making sweets and being the most perfect family.

???: And yet nobody has ever visited? Surely with your large mass of ‘friends’, you would surely be hanging out with somebody on the regular, no? Why is it that nobody has had time to visit?

FREDDY: Well... We’ve been busy unpacking! Mom doesn’t want the place to look dirty, and-

???: You’ve been here for how long? And you still somehow manage the time to make messes far superior than a box of toys?

FREDDY: I-

???: Shut the fuck up. I’m not done talking. It’s especially confusing for me, see, because...

???: I’ve watched you come here every night for the past week to this exact pond and sleep on the bench. Wouldn’t your mother want you home at night in a warm bed? Assuming of course... that there even is a home, or a mother to begin with.

???: Does your following know about this? I doubt it.

???: You’re a horrible liar, Freddy Dean. You just can’t keep your story straight, can you?

FREDDY: I...

???: How is it that so many children and adults can believe you? Can fall for your constantly changing tales? Mortals aren’t always so stupid, I know this from the kid in the orange coat. Surely someone could figure it out? That is of course...

???: If they were in their right mind.

FREDDY: ...What.. are you implying..?

???: I’m saying you’re not so innocent as you try to make yourself out to be. You seem to have a very strong.. influence over them... Even the Cartman boy...

FREDDY: Eric just... Needed to be nicer, that’s all...

???: Just him? It sure does seem like that whole elementary school is wrapped around your little finger. And from my... minions, a lot of the school seems to have a terrible case of... ‘pink eye’. It all rounds back to when you first got here, Dean.

FREDDY: I don’t have anything to do with that! I’d feel awful if I got them sick!

???: REALLY? Because it sure does all seem awfully fucking suspicious.

???: You know what’s more suspicious?

???: That every night after you fall asleep on that bench, you wake back up and start talking to yourself in third person, like you’re some... totally different fucking person.

???: “Oh Freddy, I’m so worried! Oh Freddy, what if they don’t like us? Oh Freddy, are you sure this is going to work??”

???: Or does your following not know about that one either?

???: Strangely enough, it always seems to happen at night once the moon is out. And would you just look at her tonight...

???: I’m sure they’ll all see what I’m talking about any second now. I don’t need this knife, look at yourself tremble. How pathetic. Why don’t you let us all see, hm? Show us the real Freddy.

FREDDY: Please- I need to go, I-

???: I don’t quite think you get it? I’ve got you now, and you’re not going anywhere.

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

FREDDY: What?? A guy with a knife??? Oh man, that’s so scary...

FREDDY: GRR! Guys! I think I’m just getting so... fricking mad!! I’m sorry for the language I am just NOT HAPPY RIGHT NOW!

FREDDY: Today has been SO BAD!!! First Kenny beats me up, I’m late to be going home mom is gonna be so mad, and now a guy with a knife!!! I hope he doesn’t see me...

FREDDY: Where could he be?? I don’t want him to hurt me... I want him to be my friend if anything, oh PLEASE be a nice guy who just so happens to have a knife.....

FREDDY: Wait, what’s that...?

-- MEANWHILE, ACROSS STARK’S POND --

???: Nice guy? I could almost consider it adorable. Almost. Anyways, back to you.

???: You mortals just do not know how to keep quiet, do you? You’ve startled it into a panic. Mortals are so easy to startle like that. Now it knows my whereabouts and this strike will be useless because of you.

???: Fucking hell.

???: Can’t you keep quiet? Your mouths shut? I’m doing this in your favor??

???: How stupid of you.

???: Seems the kid in the orange coat is the only one here who has some brains, aside from one of my fellow Vampire.. but I’m rambling.

???: I suppose it knows no better. Quite a foolish mistake, putting oneself out on the internet like that so blindly, making it out like you can’t be seen just because the devices are off. Like you’re so... innocent. No child in South Park, Colorado is that innocent. Doesn’t that spark your interest?

???: Of course it should, suspicious people have been shamed for even questioning the morality of it all. You should have seen the fat kid and booked it... Let me explain.

???: The coincidences of sudden positivity and talk of a ‘new kid’ have been all that’s been talked about. Even those of some adults are all about it. I knew something was wrong.

???: I’ve been tracking this... child. Following his day to day activities for quite some time now, planning and devising, as a true Vampire should. If I could just stay hidden for a moment more, you could all see what I’m talking about... But no, my work is wasted.

???: All thrown down the drain. Why? Do you care for the child..? Is that what it is?

???: If that’s the case I should have done this much sooner. It’s worse than I thought. If random strangers can pour undivided love and attention and care for... that, then we might as well all already be fucked.

???: Well, it hasn’t seen me yet, so maybe this can still work after all-

FREDDY: HEY!!! SCARY GUY WITH A KNIFE!!! MY NAME IS FREDDY DEAN AND I CAN HEAR YOU OVER THERE!!!!! You’re talking out loud to askers just like me! I know for fact that that is NOT quiet, buster!!! Stop hiding and come out!! And don’t stab me!!! Please? This coat is new!

???: ...

FREDDY: I CAN SEE YOU, COME OUT AND FACE ME!!!! Because I’m definitely not scared of YOU!!!

???: god.

???: fucking.

???: DAMMIT. Guess I’m doing this the slow way.

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

How do you think you'd react if your parents somehow legally adopted Butters and he became your new older brother?

FREDDY: That’s.... uh.

FREDDY: A really specific question. What are the odds of that happening?

FREDDY: Not that I would complain! Butters is one of my bestest friends!! But I don’t know if mom would do that, because Butters has parents... I think they’d be really sad if he wasn’t their kid anymore. His mom and dad are really nice!

FREDDY: (Wait... IS Butters older than me...?)

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

Well hello there Freddy! You can call me Rowan! Have you by chance seen a two headed ball python anywhere? He's my trusty partner in crime but I can't seem to find him anywhere..

FREDDY: Snake?!

FREDDY: No, nooooo! I’m scared of snakes!!!!! What if it’s hungry?? What if it wants to bite me???? I hope it’s not here!!!! I’m super sorry Rowan, but I can NOT help you!!!!!!! :((((

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

Hey Freddy! I’m super happy u made a new friend! though like, why was he by himself?

FREDDY: Why would I know that? He seems nice, though!

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

//New pfp for the blog! Expect this blog to come back soon!

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

My man Freddy better be safe 🥺

//he's fine! Dw!

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

(winks in @wintersgale) The sound of heavy boots on the snow making their way to Stark's Pond could be heard. These past couple of weeks have been increasingly stressful on Gale - he got harassed by a kid with pink hair, nearly stabbed by someone who worked for said kid, and had to confront his feelings about said guy who stabbed him. He needed a break. So, he headed to Stark's pond with his guitar and began to play. Let's hope nothing bothers him this time...

(Winks in wink)

Freddy Dean was playing on his lonesome at the rim of Stark’s Pond, a surprising feat considering he was almost always surrounded by at least five people. He sat in some mud, not really caring that he was going to get dirty, holding a multitude of sticks, some were in the mud, and some were in his gloved hands. Seemed like a game he was very interested in. Wonder if anybody would come to play?

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

“Oh no, Gale…!” Freddy squeaked, a fearful tone in his voice and a look on his face as he watched Gale’s reaction unfold. Watching a normally relaxed Individual panic like that sent a small shiver down his spine. Freddy knew Gale wanted to be left alone, but he couldn’t help but reach out and touch him on the arm. It was soft and gentle, as though nothing were even touching him.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

[wintersgale]

Even though it was supposed to feel like nothing, Gale felt it all the same.

His reaction was sudden - he quickly sat up and lashed out, grabbing Freddy’s wrist and twisting it hard enough to hurt. He free hand reared back and turned into a fist, ready to swing. Gale looked at Freddy with wide eyes, almost as if he was realizing what he was doing.

“I-” He dropped Freddy’s wrist. “I’m- I-” He let out a shout and stood up, grabbing his guitar case. “JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!”

And then, he ran off.

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

"I... Gale!" He watched as Gale ran away. He'd gone too far, goddamnit. What was wrong with him? All Freddy wanted to do was help Gale feel better, and he felt awful for upsetting him. He didn't care that Gale had almost attacked him, he just. Felt bad. He held his wrist, it was already so tiny, but he felt like Gale had crushed it. But Gale was hurting so badly, he didn't care...

He'd make sure Gale was first, when the time was right.

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

(winks in @wintersgale) The sound of heavy boots on the snow making their way to Stark's Pond could be heard. These past couple of weeks have been increasingly stressful on Gale - he got harassed by a kid with pink hair, nearly stabbed by someone who worked for said kid, and had to confront his feelings about said guy who stabbed him. He needed a break. So, he headed to Stark's pond with his guitar and began to play. Let's hope nothing bothers him this time...

(Winks in wink)

Freddy Dean was playing on his lonesome at the rim of Stark’s Pond, a surprising feat considering he was almost always surrounded by at least five people. He sat in some mud, not really caring that he was going to get dirty, holding a multitude of sticks, some were in the mud, and some were in his gloved hands. Seemed like a game he was very interested in. Wonder if anybody would come to play?

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

"Oh no, Gale...!" Freddy squeaked, a fearful tone in his voice and a look on his face as he watched Gale's reaction unfold. Watching a normally relaxed Individual panic like that sent a small shiver down his spine. Freddy knew Gale wanted to be left alone, but he couldn't help but reach out and touch him on the arm. It was soft and gentle, as though nothing were even touching him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

(winks in @wintersgale) The sound of heavy boots on the snow making their way to Stark's Pond could be heard. These past couple of weeks have been increasingly stressful on Gale - he got harassed by a kid with pink hair, nearly stabbed by someone who worked for said kid, and had to confront his feelings about said guy who stabbed him. He needed a break. So, he headed to Stark's pond with his guitar and began to play. Let's hope nothing bothers him this time...

(Winks in wink)

Freddy Dean was playing on his lonesome at the rim of Stark’s Pond, a surprising feat considering he was almost always surrounded by at least five people. He sat in some mud, not really caring that he was going to get dirty, holding a multitude of sticks, some were in the mud, and some were in his gloved hands. Seemed like a game he was very interested in. Wonder if anybody would come to play?

[wintersgale]

As Gale made his way to the nearest bench and sat down, he caught a bright pink coat in the corner of his vision. Growing tense, he turned his head fully to see if his suspicions were true.

“Oh, great…” He whispered as he took his guitar out of its case. Maybe if he didn’t say anything, Freddy wouldn’t notice him or try to come over and talk to him.

He slung the strap of his guitar around his neck and began to play, humming along to the tune. However, he kept a close eye on Freddy, just to make sure he wouldn’t try anything.

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

Freddy’s head flung up at the sound of the guitar, it was Gale! One of his bestest friends in the whole world! He threw his sticks into the ocean, watching them float on the water for just a moment too long.

“GALE! Gale! It’s me, Freddy Dean!!!” He waved as he stood up, mud covering his bright blue jeans and some of his bright pink jacket. His heart eyes shone with excitement as he ran over to meet with the hooded individual. He looked surprised, “You can play GUITAR??? That’s so super incredible!!!!” His voice was lit with splendor.

[wintersgale]

Gale’s guitar made an uncomfortable twang as he hit a wrong note and let out an exasperated groan. Oh god dammit-

“Didn’t I tell you to leave me alone?” The boy snapped, glaring down at Freddy. “I don’t like you, we’re not friends, go away.” Gale looked tired as it is, he doesn’t want or need to deal with this right now.

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

“Oh! Yeah, I was hoping we could maybe try again…!” Freddy hopped up and down, mud falling off of his clothes. He inspected the guitar, it was very pretty in his eyes, and it sounded wonderful. Well, from what he heard.

“You look tired, did you get enough sleep last night!!!” He asked, a grumpy tone in his voice

[wintersgale]

“It’s none of your goddamn business.” Gale grumbled, looking out into the pond and sinking into his seat. God, he wished he could just disappear right now. “I don’t want to be friends with you. You’re annoying. Leave me alone and go… play with your fucking sticks or something. I don’t know.”

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

Freddy took a seat on the bench next to Gale, kicking his legs as they dangled off the edge of the bench. He kept a bit of space between the two, of course, that could simply just be the guitar.

“Hmm.. Well, am I being too much? Mom tells me sometimes I need to slow down so other people can understand me. I really do want us to be friends, Gale. ‘Gozie already hates me, and that makes me very sad.” The look of his face fell from a smile to a very sad frown, his eyes wide like a puppy’s.

[wintersgale]

Gale scoffed, even laughing a bit.

“Too much? That’s a fucking understatement,” Gale started, scooting as far as he possibly could away from Freddy. “You literally bother me for most of my lunch period, embarrass me in front of a bunch of people, and then you send a guy to try and fucking kill me!” Gale laughed some more, almost looking a bit hysterical.

“So yeah, you are a bit too much, Freddy. Just fuck off.”

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

Freddy felt his heart drop into his stomach.

“Whaaaaat!!! I would never send somebody to hurt you, Gale!!! What on earth are you talking about?!” His frown only grew, sure, he had made mention to a certain Canadian friend that Gale had upset him, but he would never tell Cédric to kill him!

“I’m sorry, Gale! I didn’t want Cédric to hurt you, just talk!! I promise!! I didn’t want to make you embarrassed or anything…! I just.. I’m not used to having friends yet..!” He twiddled his fingers as he spoke, his voice quieting down, looking back and forth between Gale and the ground.

[wintersgale]

“But you still sent him after me even after I told you I wanted to be left alone!” Gale snarled, pointing a finger at Freddy. “And then I stayed after school with him, and now I don’t know how to feel about him, and- AUGH!” He nearly pulled on his hair, but instead ran a hand through it to calm himself down instead.

“And you cannot tell me you’re ‘not used to having friends’-” He said in a mocking tone, “because you’re friends with practically everyone in this entire fucking town!” Gale let out a heaving sigh after he was done, turning away and resting his chin in his hand.

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

“Gale will you listen to me! I didn’t even SEND Cédric to you! I vented out my frustration of not understanding why you would want to be lonely, and he must have… I don’t know!!” Freddy gripped at his hair, he looked stressed. Anything that wasn’t happy looked wrong on his face, “I don’t know why Cédric did that to you. I’m sorry,” He curled up in a ball on the bench, making him look even smaller than he was, “Of course I can be not used to having friends. South Park people are a lot nicer than New Mexico people…” He looked at Gale, sadly, “I’m surprised people aren’t making fun of me. I’m just excited.”

[wintersgale]

Gale found himself stunned at Freddy’s sudden change of tone, body tensing up and eyes growing wide. What the fuck even was that? He removed his guitar from his shoulders and watched Freddy as he put it back in its case, wishing that this bench was longer so he could just get as far away from… whatever the fuck just happened.

“I… you…” He stuttered. “How could you even say that? Everyone in South Park is awful! They’re all so hateful towards each other, and rude, and disgusting, and they… they…” Gale looked away.

“… They remind me of my dad.”

He let out a shaky sigh, preemptively wiping his eyes. “I just wanted to be left alone. I didn’t want to deal with anything or anyone. Now, I’m being… roped into everything. I didn’t want to make friends, but now I feel so… fond of Cédric. I just… I never wanted to live here. I just want to go home.”

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

Freddy's eyes widened a bit as he watched Gale. He couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He scoot just an inch closer, leaning back against the bench. Even with such a thick coat on it felt cold on his back. He wasn't used to the cold yet, he felt as though he'd never be used to it.

"They're nicer than the people in the town I lived in," He rested his arm on one of his legs, eyes null, watching the water with a sort of intensity, "I never really felt safe. Because I'm smaller, my eyes, the works. That's why we moved here, yknow. So people would leave me be. I still enjoy it here, now people will talk to me... and not threaten me for anything. It's nice.. Your eyes, they sort of reminded me of mine for a moment. Different, and sad," He looked up at Gale, "Maybe.. You'll find somebody who can be what this town was for me. Maybe someday this town will be home for you."

He let out a small sigh, watching the water again. He felt his hands twitch from nerves before asking quietly, "What's it like... Having a dad?"

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

(winks in @wintersgale) The sound of heavy boots on the snow making their way to Stark's Pond could be heard. These past couple of weeks have been increasingly stressful on Gale - he got harassed by a kid with pink hair, nearly stabbed by someone who worked for said kid, and had to confront his feelings about said guy who stabbed him. He needed a break. So, he headed to Stark's pond with his guitar and began to play. Let's hope nothing bothers him this time...

(Winks in wink)

Freddy Dean was playing on his lonesome at the rim of Stark’s Pond, a surprising feat considering he was almost always surrounded by at least five people. He sat in some mud, not really caring that he was going to get dirty, holding a multitude of sticks, some were in the mud, and some were in his gloved hands. Seemed like a game he was very interested in. Wonder if anybody would come to play?

[wintersgale]

As Gale made his way to the nearest bench and sat down, he caught a bright pink coat in the corner of his vision. Growing tense, he turned his head fully to see if his suspicions were true.

“Oh, great…” He whispered as he took his guitar out of its case. Maybe if he didn’t say anything, Freddy wouldn’t notice him or try to come over and talk to him.

He slung the strap of his guitar around his neck and began to play, humming along to the tune. However, he kept a close eye on Freddy, just to make sure he wouldn’t try anything.

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

Freddy’s head flung up at the sound of the guitar, it was Gale! One of his bestest friends in the whole world! He threw his sticks into the ocean, watching them float on the water for just a moment too long.

“GALE! Gale! It’s me, Freddy Dean!!!” He waved as he stood up, mud covering his bright blue jeans and some of his bright pink jacket. His heart eyes shone with excitement as he ran over to meet with the hooded individual. He looked surprised, “You can play GUITAR??? That’s so super incredible!!!!” His voice was lit with splendor.

[wintersgale]

Gale’s guitar made an uncomfortable twang as he hit a wrong note and let out an exasperated groan. Oh god dammit-

“Didn’t I tell you to leave me alone?” The boy snapped, glaring down at Freddy. “I don’t like you, we’re not friends, go away.” Gale looked tired as it is, he doesn’t want or need to deal with this right now.

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

“Oh! Yeah, I was hoping we could maybe try again…!” Freddy hopped up and down, mud falling off of his clothes. He inspected the guitar, it was very pretty in his eyes, and it sounded wonderful. Well, from what he heard.

“You look tired, did you get enough sleep last night!!!” He asked, a grumpy tone in his voice

[wintersgale]

“It’s none of your goddamn business.” Gale grumbled, looking out into the pond and sinking into his seat. God, he wished he could just disappear right now. “I don’t want to be friends with you. You’re annoying. Leave me alone and go… play with your fucking sticks or something. I don’t know.”

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

Freddy took a seat on the bench next to Gale, kicking his legs as they dangled off the edge of the bench. He kept a bit of space between the two, of course, that could simply just be the guitar.

“Hmm.. Well, am I being too much? Mom tells me sometimes I need to slow down so other people can understand me. I really do want us to be friends, Gale. ‘Gozie already hates me, and that makes me very sad.” The look of his face fell from a smile to a very sad frown, his eyes wide like a puppy’s.

[wintersgale]

Gale scoffed, even laughing a bit.

“Too much? That’s a fucking understatement,” Gale started, scooting as far as he possibly could away from Freddy. “You literally bother me for most of my lunch period, embarrass me in front of a bunch of people, and then you send a guy to try and fucking kill me!” Gale laughed some more, almost looking a bit hysterical.

“So yeah, you are a bit too much, Freddy. Just fuck off.”

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

Freddy felt his heart drop into his stomach.

“Whaaaaat!!! I would never send somebody to hurt you, Gale!!! What on earth are you talking about?!” His frown only grew, sure, he had made mention to a certain Canadian friend that Gale had upset him, but he would never tell Cédric to kill him!

“I’m sorry, Gale! I didn’t want Cédric to hurt you, just talk!! I promise!! I didn’t want to make you embarrassed or anything…! I just.. I’m not used to having friends yet..!” He twiddled his fingers as he spoke, his voice quieting down, looking back and forth between Gale and the ground.

[wintersgale]

“But you still sent him after me even after I told you I wanted to be left alone!” Gale snarled, pointing a finger at Freddy. “And then I stayed after school with him, and now I don’t know how to feel about him, and- AUGH!” He nearly pulled on his hair, but instead ran a hand through it to calm himself down instead.

“And you cannot tell me you’re ‘not used to having friends’-” He said in a mocking tone, “because you’re friends with practically everyone in this entire fucking town!” Gale let out a heaving sigh after he was done, turning away and resting his chin in his hand.

[yourfavoritebeanfreddydean]

"Gale will you listen to me! I didn't even SEND Cédric to you! I vented out my frustration of not understanding why you would want to be lonely, and he must have... I don't know!!" Freddy gripped at his hair, he looked stressed. Anything that wasn't happy looked wrong on his face, "I don't know why Cédric did that to you. I'm sorry," He curled up in a ball on the bench, making him look even smaller than he was, "Of course I can be not used to having friends. South Park people are a lot nicer than New Mexico people..." He looked at Gale, sadly, "I'm surprised people aren't making fun of me. I'm just excited."