(YOURE Z)

Regect was incredibly bored. He was waiting for you to make an episode, but instead, you just seemed so- tired. He hated it. Absolutely hated it.

Your relationship with Regect was.. complicated. You hated him and he just hardcore teased you, but sometimes he’d make you feel something you didn’t know you could feel.

Anyway, back with Regect, he was flying around, killing a bunch of mobs, and getting extremely bored by the second. He tried to hang out with Moe, but she was taking a nap at the moment.

So that left only Z.

He teleported to the house, specifically Z’s bedroom.

“ Boo! “

He scared no one. No trace of Z in his bed. Regect huffed.

He then opened the door and walked downstairs like a normal person, and then looked over at the couch.

There you were, Z, curled up on the couch clutching yourself together. It was something to get used to, that’s for sure. Z always has this week. Every month. Every time. Where he didn’t want to make videos and just laid around like a lazy person.

“ Dude, what the hell is wrong with you? “

When you didn’t respond, and just shook slightly, he raised a nonexistent brow.

“ Come on, we have to make a video, let’s go, get the fuck up!!! “

He clapped, which only caused you to curl up more, covering your head.

He stopped.

He sat down beside your curled up form.

“ Hey.. dude.. you okay..? “

He asked.

Not sarcastically.

Not insultingly.

But instead.. concerned.