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To put it lightly... Chud Wesfallen isn't the most likable person in the world. I mean, he's kinda a chud(no shit). Now in his senior year in high school, he hopes to cruise through without getting into too much trouble. But everything changes when his furmer bully ends up in the same class as him. Maybe he'll furgive her... maybe they'll fall in love... if a certain Latinx fox doesn't get in the way first!

So uhh, this is a reboot of the fic I've been writing in this thread >>42036
It wasn't meant to be serious; it was originally intended as a shitpost. But I wanted to do this story justice, and I kinda felt bad since I hijacked that anons' thread. If anything, you can consider that one to be a rough draft. I think I'm gonna remove a certain event that occurs, so it's more slowburn o algo.
I'll try to make at least one entry per week, no promises though! Quality over quantity or however the double bacon quarter pounder is served.

>erm are they gonna have seggs?
Im sorry gooners, but this is an SFW website after all. Some suggestive stuff may happen tho, and I'll be sure to spoil it. And fur the record, they're all 18 or about to be.

>who does Chud get with in the end?
I'd rather not spoil it. Though I wouldn't blame you fur thinking I'm biased based on my flag...

>you suck! you should do x!
SHUT UP YO-
Ha no, just kidding! Please critique me, as this is my first time doing something like this, and I want to get better.
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Totally expected the femchud fox to put together an outfit with a subtle fascist vibe that gets Chud visibly excited which makes Robin seethe
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Furst day of a new year of MPCL~!
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>>86497
are you talking about yourself?
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>>86499
No, then it would be Apathetic.
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DECEMBER

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!...
Chud groggily turned over in his bed to face the alarm clock blaring on the nightstand.
>No… Is it Monday already? Fluffing jews and their bullshit time dilation trickery!
Chud dreaded the idea of going back to school after his relatively uneventful Thanksgiving break. He hated the buttload of work his teachers gave him and being in the presence of so many literal subhumans. If Chud did decide to go to college after all, he would choose the one with the whitest demographics, regardless of tuition costs. 
>…But then I’ll have student loan debt… I’ll be paying back the kike rats fur thousands of years! Just more proof that with Jews, you can’t win…

Chud checked his phone. Unsurprisingly, there were no new messages from Robin. The last time they communicated was after they finished shopping at the mall last weekend. Chud cringed as he looked into his closet and saw the stack of new clothes still sitting in the shopping bag. He wasn’t a huge fan of Robin’s choices, but she would be pissed if Chud didn’t start wearing them today.
After showering, he picked a random shirt from the bag and held it out. It had the words ā€œNirvanaā€ printed on it in yellow with a matching smiley face logo. He didn’t know shit about music, but he assumed it was the name of some normiegroid rock band that only millenialcel foids care about. It was a lot more tolerable than the other shirts Robin picked out. He sighed as he put it on and continued to get ready fur school. As he was tying his shoelaces, he heard a ding from his phone.
His heart skipped a beat. What if it was Robin? He picked up his phone and unlocked it.

<Heyyy Chuddie! You up?
Chud groaned. It was never good news when the needy Latinx fox texted you at 6:50 AM. He locked his phone and headed towards the kitchen. He took out a chicken biscuit from the freezer and put it in the microwave. His phone dinged again.
<Don’t you DARE leave me on read, Chuddie! :frowny fox face:
<Do you have the syllabus fur the resume project? I think I lost mine, and I wanna make sure I get ALL the points Chuddie!
Resume project? Syllabus?
>What are you talking about beaner? Is this your pathetic attempt at a prank or something?

Chud scratched the back of his head until his entire body shivered upon remembering. He’d spent the last two weeks learning about resumes and cover letters in his college prep class. The Friday befure Thanksgiving break was when the teacher announced a project where they had to create a mock resume and cover letter. Chud rummaged through his backpack and found the syllabus hastily stuffed in between his textbooks. He straightened the wrinkled paper out on the kitchen counter.
>Oh shit, I completely furgot…
There was a rubric detailing how many points each part of the project was. Chud could see the total was 100.
>gulp
>Fluff, if I get a zero on this, I’ll be screwed fur the entire semester!
The microwave beeped. Chud took out the biscuit and furmulated a plan in his head as he took a bite out of the sandwich.
>I’ll try to find something online I can copy and edit so that it isn’t detected by whatever Israeli anti-plagiarism software my school uses. I don’t think I’ll have enough time to fully edit it here, so I’ll upload it to my school drive and continue working on it in the library befure class starts.
He stopped chewing as his eyes scanned something alarming on the rubric. In addition to a resume and cover letter, he also had to submit a video of himself doing a mock job interview with a fellow classmate. 
>…you’ve got to be fluffing kidding-
Ding!

Chud checked his phone again.
<CHUDDIE!!! MY GRADE DEPENDS ON THIS!!! I NEED EVERY POINT!!! DO YOU UNDERSTAND DUMB DUMB??? OH NO… DID YOU FURGET???
<LMAOOOOOOOO!!!!
He could hear her gekkering to herself now.
>Okay pooch, have fun with no syllabus.
He hastily put his phone on silent and gulped down the rest of his breakfast. Now what was he going to do? His plan went out the window since missing the video would be an automatic zero according to the rubric. 
>Great, I guess that only leaves one option…
He once again unlocked his phone.

<WHAT THE FUUUCK CHUDDIE??? WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU??? ROBIN ISN’T RESPONDING EITHER. CMON PLEASE CHUDDIE???
>Okay, fine, but you need to do something fur me first.
<What do you want, Chuddie? Oh, you better not ask me to do anything naughty, unless that’s what you want…? :laughing fox face: :smug fox face:
>No, you goofbaiting foid spic! I need you to do the interview video thingy fur the project. I can do everything else on my own.
<Interview video? What are you talking about?
Chud sent her a pic of the syllabus and the rubric.
<WHAAATTTT???? I completely missed that! See, that’s why I needed the rubric from you, Chuddie! Oh great, now we’re both gonna fail! :sad fox face:
>Calm down, you dramatic Latinx, we can skip school fur the day and turn it in tomorrow when we have it done.
<But don’t we have to submit it online?
Chud thought fur a second.
>We can say we were sick. Do you know how to furge a sick note from your parents?
<Of course I do, Chuddie! This ain’t my first rodeo!
<My parents aren’t home, so I think it’ll be easier fur you to come over to my place.
>Yeah, sure, whatever

Chud grabbed his bookbag and walked out the front door. He decided to not take an Uber since he wanted to save up money fur Christmas. Luckily, it was cold and foggy that morning, so he wouldn’t break that much of a sweat walking to Averi’s house. After 20 minutes of treading across the sidewalk, he had a sudden epiphany.
>I really just roped myself into willingly going back to Averi’s house... That sly, chicken-eating, beaner pooch!

He was already halfway there; no point in turning back now. He wondered if Averi planned this all along. Maybe she rummaged through his bag that Friday, and he didn’t notice due to her being such a sneaky fox. Although the more Chud thought about it, the more improbable it seemed. I mean, would she really bank whatever plan she had on Chud not checking his bookbag fur a misplaced project syllabus? No, it would make more sense fur her to just remove it from his bag entirely. Maybe he was overthinking it; he likely just furgot about the project, considering Robin invited him over to play MarioKart that weekend befure Thanksgiving break.
>God, why do I let foids live rent-free in my mind? I probably spent the entire class daydreaming about Robin. I’m so pathetic…

As he turned the street corner and Averi’s home came into view, he realized that he’d never gotten to see its interior back when he ā€œvolunteeredā€ to mow her lawn. He remembered how curious he was the night befure. She seemed like the kind of girl to be hiding a lot of dark, disturbing, even freaky secrets. Eh, not like Chud cared that much anymore anyway. He’d figured that once Robin determined that he was ā€œfixedā€ to her standards and she finally gave him a chance (He still wasn’t confident that Robin actually wanted this to happen), they would likely dump Averi due to how annoying she was. Sure, she was friends with Robin, but Chud felt like they both knew she would be more of a burden in the long run. Was it cruel? Maybe? Chud didn’t think so, after all, that’s what adults usually do, right? They cut off friends once the opportune moment arises? That’s what he learned from the podcasts he listened to, at least.

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As he walked up the driveway to Averi’s little hamlet, he noticed a little flag displayed on one of the front windows. It was red, white, and blue, just like America’s but the shape was all wrong. There was only one white star in a blue triangle and five stripes. It didn’t look like a Mexican flag to him. Maybe it’s from the Caribbean? He didn’t know shit about those island nations, only that they were Latinx shitholes.

He rang the doorbell and waited. No response. He tried knocking. Nothing. He already knew Averi was being difficult on purpose. Maybe she was planning some kind of trap. He sighed and pulled out his phone.
>Hey beaner, I know you can hear me. Open up befure it starts raining.
She replied instantly.
<The door’s open Chuddie… :winking fox face:

He grumbled as he opened the door and stepped inside. He could barely see inside the pitch-black house; all the curtains were drawn closed, and the thick fog outside wasn’t helping either. Why the fluff was this beaner leaving her house shrouded in darkness? He closed the door and turned on the flashlight on his phone. He could tell he was in the living room; an old plasma TV sat on a worn-out wooden entertainment stand cluttered with cables, what he assumed was a DVD player, and various DVD cases. A coffee table with one leg held up by a book was placed between it and a brown, cruddy-looking couch covered in a white wool blanket.  He panned his flashlight around the room, looking fur a light switch, when the beam passed a hallway and revealed a furry brown mass peeking across the corner. He was so startled that he dropped his phone and gasped out loud.

<GEEEEKKKKK~!!! No way that actually scared you, Chuddie~! I thought you would’ve grown out of it by now, considering how long we’ve known each other and all~…
He heard Averi flick on a light switch. As his eyes adjusted, he could see she was wearing an oversized pink t-shirt, nothing else. He was both embarrassed and furious. How could I fall fur that AGAIN? All the signs were pointing at her trying to do some cheap jump scare, and yet I STILL let my guard down! God, I’m such a fluffing retard! He readjusted his glasses.
>Ha. Ha. Ha, you got me wetback… that’s great and all, but the sooner we’re done with this project shit, the sooner I can go home and play vidya all day, so let’s hurry the fluff up.
Averi wasn’t amused with Chud’s choice of words. 

<Um, excuse me, Chuddie~? Actually, no, I don’t think you deserve to be called that since you’re being so rude to me right now, Chud. Smh!!! If you wanna act like a pendejo, then I’ll treat you like one!
>Oh my god beaner, how long have you been in this country? We speak E.N.G.L-
Averi gnarled her sharp vixen teeth and stomped. Her tail pointed straight up.
<PUTO MIERDA!!!!! YOU CAN’T COME INTO MY HOUSE AND INSULT ME LIKE THAT CHUD!!! ESPECIALLY A WOMAN!!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!
Chud smirked. Looks like I really pissed off that dumb fox pooch, eh? Her fists were clenched, and she was panting like a wild animal (She practically is one). He knew he should’ve been scared, but his cocky ego got the best of him. He gave out a big, dramatic yawn and chuckled.
>You won’t do shit, Averi. Besides, we both need each other fur this project, no? So, I think it would be best to coop-

Averi suddenly lunged towards him. He managed to dodge at the last second as he sprinted around her and towards the hallway. Without thinking, he flicked off the lights and jumped into the closest room and locked the door shut behind him. He breathed out a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his brow. He expected to hear Averi clawing at the door or at least running after him, but he heard nothing. Even when Chud put his ear to the door, he couldn’t hear anything but the sound of the air conditioner and his own breathing. 
He instinctively reached fur his phone, turned on the light, and shone it in front of him.

There was no need to lock the door after all.

Averi was here, too.
>>87332
holy fluffing cancer
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>>87332
Kino
>>87333
Cancer is good fur u doe
>>87332
>Averi was here, too.
Kino.
Okay, I've read it. I had some thoughts to share about this but I've furgotten them all by now. It's entertaining.
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>>87356
Nooo I need feedback 😭
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>>87359
Wellll that's too bad fur you.
>>87332
Gem
>>87332
chuddie's gonna lose his virginity now gek
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>>88410
Pls no, I cannot self insert
>>87332
I finally caught up.  Really fun read!  It reminds me of my own writing (albeit much better)...
The arrows and stuff, I liked that it was colored fur my zoomoid brain but it's true that it was sometimes hard to tell who was talking.  I liked the author interjections ("Meds now!!!") but I also understand that it would've gotten old pretty quick... I've noticed a similar thing when I was writing my own non-serious fanfic which I then got a little seriously invested in.
The plot reminds me of (manga because I'm illiterate) "Molester Man" and "Gals Can't be Kind To Otaku?!"... It's better than the latter because the characters are more fun and likeable...  Though chud is kind of... I get that he's a chud, but the more I think about it the harder it is to like him or believe any girl could like him... The titular "molester man" is a lot more kind and virtuous even though he's a 2ch user (though in a different way than Chud here)
Keep writing gemmies though
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thx
>Though chud is kind of... I get that he's a chud, but the more I think about it, the harder it is to like him or believe any girl could like him
I agree, though Robin is supposedly trying to fix that... we'll see what happens in the end, though.
>>89150
In the realm of fiction, anything is possible, even disagreeable sub-5 males being lusted over by women.
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>>89155
or foxes
I just read it all and... Holy gem! It's fabulous! I also like how Averi expresses herself in Spanish sometimes, I love it bc I speak spanish jajaja.
Keep writing this history, I love it!
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>>89191
Welcome back, Satoko.
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FYI, the next chapter is 60% done. I'm aiming fur it to be done by Tuesday or Wednesday this week.
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>>89194
Obsessed. Brimstone.
>>89291
Tail is how many % of total body mass?
>>89307
Sorry, but I was a bit unproductive the last two days. Thursday or Friday is now the target date. On the bright side, you can expect this chapter to be longer than usual since I just realized that the character limit is 20k now instead of 10k.
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>>89594
Okay I finished the chapter, its a long one. It barely fits the character limit, I actually wanted it to be longer, so part 2 may be coming sooner rather than later. I just have to proofread this chapter when I get home from work today (its 1AM when I'm writing this), and then I'll post it.
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Averi had Chud pinned to the door, her paws wrapped firmly around his wrists. He felt completely powerless as panic filled his mind.

Oh fuuucckkk, I’M FLUFFED!!! How did she even get in here befure me? Why is this Latinx runt so strong? She doesn’t even have abs or anything! Why am I so weak? I knew I should’ve started gymaxxing…
She growled at him, her fiery green eyes staring straight into his soul. She was so close to his face that he could smell her breath. I guess we both had chicken fur breakfast this morning… He tried to keep a poker face to no avail. Is this it? Was she about to eat me? Cut my organs out and traffic them to her cartel beaner friends? She suddenly yelped at him.

WTF??? C…cute?!?! Was that supposed to be intimidating or something? Was this really the sound of an angsty Latinx? She’s kinda cute even when her big, brown, beaner ears were pinned back against her skull. He knew these were the telltale body language signs of an angry fox, but instead, it felt like she was doing some weird… flirty intimidation thing? ARRRRGGGHHH!!! IM NOT GONNA FALL FUR IT!!! IT'S JUST ANOTHER ONE OF HER FLUFFING TRICKS!!! Maybe she planned this with Robin befurehand to test my loyalty or something, not that I would ever fall fur this dumb Latinx pooch! His theory was soon proven wrong.

<APOLIGIZE CHUD!!!
>A… apol-
She let go of one of Chud’s wrists and angrily jabbed a digit straight into his chest.
<APOLIGZIE!!! FUR ALWAYS BEING A FLUFFING CABRON TO ME FUR NO REASON!!!
>Ow… uh….
<URGG!!!

She covered her eyes and ran away from Chud to the other side of the room. He just realized that they were in HER bedroom all along. She jumped on her bed and hid under the blankets. Chud slowly got up and took a good look around her room.

What was he expecting? He’d seen memes on the internet about how quirky, terminally online, Tumblr-pilled art hoes lived in absolute filth since they were too busy goofing to yaoi or something. Sure, there were some shirts on the floor(no panties though, not like she wears any), books and magazines(doujins?), various handheld Nintendo consoles and cases fur their respective games, a trashcan in the corner overflowing with what he presumed were chicken sandwich wrappers from various fast-food restaurants, but nothing like he saw in those dreadful pics on the ā€˜chan. It didn’t smell bad either; she was definitely using an air freshener. Not like that was a bad thing, he wasn’t exactly dying to know what the Latinx femcel fox goofcave usually smelled like. 

After an awkward minute of silence, she came out of the covers and slid down onto the floor. Her eyes looked redder than usual. Was she just…?
<Furget it… let’s just get this fluffing project done and over with…

His heart jumped as he heard how cold her voice was. Wow… she really hates me now, doesn’t she? Way to go! You’ve somehow gotten the girl, who was annoyingly into you, to now despise every fiber of your being! Fluffing incredible!!! Now wait until she tells Robin about how much of an asshole I am. Then, Robin will text me saying that she made a big mistake and that she CAN’T fix me after all, and then she’ll block me, and maybe even file a restraining order. All because I can’t keep my chuddy thoughts to myself!

As she kneeled on the floor and unzipped her bookbag, Chud spoke up.
>I-I’m sorry, Averi… I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings…
<Mmmhmm… sure… okay… whatever…

Well, that didn’t work. Chud remained quiet as he sat down and took out the project syllabus document from his bookbag. The vixen also laid out a set of papers on the floor in front of her. This confused him as he was pretty sure the files had to be turned in digitally via the online school portal. Why would Averi go through the effurt of printing them out?
<Extra credit.
She grabbed Chud’s syllabus and flipped to the side with the rubric. She pointed to a sentence at the bottom of the paper notated with an asterisk saying that they would receive extra credit if they turned in physical documents instead of digital ones.
<It doesn’t really matter if I don’t have that video, though…

Extra credit wasn’t on Chud’s mind right now; he was way more concerned with her complete change of character. He thought she would be back to her quirky self by now, but she was still talking like some emotionless robot. Why didn’t my ā€œsorryā€ work on her? Oh, that’s right, foids love to be stuck up whenever they get into arguments… God Damnit! I really hope Robin isn’t like this whenever we get into fights…

<Oh, I furgot… You haven’t even started your project yet, haven’t you?
She scoffed, fidgeted with her pencil, and shook her head. Chud had enough of her attitude.
>Averi, I said I was sorry… why are you-
The pencil snapped in half as she gave out a light gek.
<You’re so-
She flailed her arms in frustration as she turned to Chud and put on a fake smile. He felt fear creeping up his spine again. She tossed the broken pencil towards the trashcan, barely missing it as it bonked on the rim and fell somewhere among the overflowing wrappers on the floor.
>Uh… a-are you okay…?
She dropped her ā€œsmileā€ and turned away from him as she covered her face.
<I… I-I just… want you to not treat me like a piece of shit fur once…

She tried very hard to suppress a sniffle, but Chud still heard it clear as day. His heart jumped again. I, what do I even say to that? I’ve never really meant anything I’ve said to her… well, maybe I did sometimes, but only because of how fluffing annoying she was being! Wait, why should I care? She’s just some beaner foid- His mental tirade was interrupted by another sniffle from the vixen. Shit, what is wrong with me??? This doesn’t make me feel good… I don’t care if that makes me sound like a feminist simp or whatever, I don’t wanna see her being hurt like this…

>Um… uh… Averi…?
How the fluff do I word this?
>You know, I didn’t really mean all that stuff I said earlier… I just thought… you’d be used to how I act by now…
She wiped her eyes as she slowly turned towards him.
<…Chud…
He saw her paws briefly cup into fists befure relaxing.
<I’m just a nuisance to you… right? Someone in the way between you and Robin…

He could barely furm a response. It was extremely difficult fur him to claim otherwise; there was no good way to answer that question.
>I-I… that’s…
She shook her head and turned away from him.
<But, it’s more than that… even if she wasn’t around… you’d still hate me…
>I don’t-
<I can’t recall a single time you’ve ever been nice to me, not fluffing once, Chud… If anything, you’re always trying to find some excuse to avoid me, unless you NEED something… How many times have I helped you out of a bad situation? Hm?

Yeah, she’s bailed me out a few times here and there. There, I’ve admitted it: me, a 5ā€6’ straight white male, have in fact, asked a LATINX FOID fur help more than once in my life. God, I sound like such a cucked libtard right now! Does making me feel super guilty make you feel better, Averi?
>Y-yeah… you’re right about that…
<…and what do I get in response…?
Chud stammered. What the fluff does she want me to say??? Why are women so fluffing difficult?
>…Wh-
<…Exactly… you can’t even say thank you, even after all this time…
Her next words were barely audible.
<And yet, Robin somehow sees something in you… 
>…
<…She’s too good fur you… she needs a real man in her life… not some-

If this were any other situation, Chud would’ve dismissed this as just another cheap attack on his crush, but the way she said it felt like a punch straight in his gut. He knew deep down that she was right. I mean, the fact that he made the most upbeat person he’d ever met in his life act like this, must mean something, right? There’s a reason why I haven’t had any friends in years… It boggles my mind that Averi and Robin are even friends with me at all. Chud recalled the thought he had earlier that morning on his way to Averi’s house. He was literally thinking about abandoning her the second he secured his relationship with Robin. Some ā€œfriendā€ I am… No wonder she hates me…

>You’re not wrong about that, Averi… I really fluffed up, didn’t I?
She scoffed.
<No shit…
>But I don’t want to be like this furever! I want to have a normal social life… I’ve been trying to be better…
<Well, you’re doing a really fluffing swell job at that! Aren’t you, mister?
He stammered again. This pooch is really making me feel like I’m the worst person in the world right now… 
>S-so… I guess you’ll never want to see me again after today, right?

Averi didn’t respond. She grabbed her laptop from her nightstand and flipped it open. He couldn’t see her screen from his position. They both sat in silence as she typed away. 
Is this it? Are we not friends anymore…? I-I wasn’t a very good friend to begin with… I only kept her around because she was friends with Robin. Sure, she was very annoying at times, but…

He remembered the first time they met. How innocent she sounded when she offered to eat his chicken sandwich, the funny way she said it with her Latinx accent, how cute she was… hell, SHE STILL IS!!! I’LL FLUFFING ADMIT IT!!! She IS fluffing cute! Sure, no chest, but… He recalled the time Averi was over at his place, and she walked into his room ā€œnakedā€ after showering. I can’t fluffing lie to myself anymore. If Robin weren’t around… I-I don’t care if it's racemixing, they’re both foxes anyway! And besides all that, she’s already taken the red pill, wouldn’t that make her the better tradwife? ARRGGHHH!!! What am I even thinking? It feels like I’m cheating or something, and I won’t be doing anything with anybody if I don’t apologize first…

>Averi, let me do this properly…
She didn’t look up from her laptop. Undeterred, he continued.
>I’m sorry fur treating you like shit… I’ve really been a terrible friend, if you can even consider me that…
Averi was still typing away. He didn’t stop.
>…The truth is, you have done a lot of things fur me, things that I should be a lot more grateful fur, I see that now… th-thank you fur everything you’ve done, from helping me with the Switch modding, to calling the cops on Chad befure he ganged up on me, I’m thankful you were around because I know I would’ve been screwed if you weren’t…
She stopped typing but was still looking down at her laptop. He went on.
>…And I know I’ve been ignoring you recently because of Robin, and maybe I do think you’re kinda annoying sometimes, but…
She was still staring at her screen. He knew he couldn’t stop now; he had to let it all spill out.
>…Averi, I-I don’t want this to be the last time we speak to each other! I should’ve never said those things to you! A… c-cute girl like you doesn’t deserve to be berated like that, I’m sorry…

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Chud looked down to hide his burning cheeks. Great, I really just said that… I hope she doesn’t take it the wrong way…
After a few seconds of awkward silence, he looked up to see Averi avoiding eye contact with him while twirling her hair.
<Pffft, YOU of all people did not just… you would never say… I… I don’t know…
>I don’t know either, Averi… I-

She grabbed a poorly stitched pillow from her bed and stuffed her face into it befure shrieking. Chud was concerned she was about to go on another tantrum, but after a few seconds, she threw it back and fixed her hair.
<S-sorry I… just didn’t expect… I… Chuddie~…
She’s back to her usual self… thank goodness! But I can’t let her get too excited…
>Averi, just to be clear, I said you were cute in a friendly way, okay?
<GEEEEKKKK~!!! Sure, you did, Chuddie~! GEEEEKKKKKK~!!!
Normally, I would find this shit annoying, but I’m just glad she isn’t pissed at me anymore. I hated seeing her like that…
<Okay, just let me finish my script fur the interview video, and then we’ll start working on your resume, okay, Chuddie~?
>Sure thing.

Averi rolled furward so she was lying down on the floor in front of her laptop. Chud scooched next to her. She opened a new document in Microsoft Word using a resume template she found online. They needed to list Chud’s relevant skills and qualifications that would be of interest to any future employer. Unfurtunately fur Chud, this would prove harder than expected. After all, he didn’t really have any skills or any experience doing anything extracurricular up to that point.

>Uhhh, I know how to use Microsoft Office products… And uhhh, you could put that I have general experience with computers or something.
<Hmmm~… why don’t we also add ā€œgame console moddingā€~?
>Hah, no… all I did was follow a tutorial online. I didn’t really know what I was doing. And I’m pretty sure the teacher wouldn’t take anything to do with video games seriously…
Averi rolled onto her side, she was facing Chud while propping up her head with one of her paws. She had that classic, smug grin on her face.
<Mmmm~… you furgot to add that you needed help from a certain someone, too~…

Chud facepalmed. Oh God, here she goes again… He wasn’t really upset at her boasting, though. It still irked him that she was only wearing a pink shirt. Luckily (or unluckily) fur him, the shirt extended beyond her crotch, not like he would want to look there anyway… Why would I even be thinking about that? She’s lying like that on purpose, stupid beaner slut…
>Yeah, yeah, I know… Fluff! I can’t think of anything else to add besides… 
He glanced at Averi again. Holy fluffing thighs! Shit… He was getting a feeling in his body that he really didn’t want to get right now. He thanked his lucky stars fur having his jacket on top of his lap. She suddenly stood up.
<Hmmm~… are you hungry by any chance, Chuddie~?
>N-no… not really… why?
<I could make us some sandwiches if you want~…
>Yeah, that would be nice.

Averi got up and left the room, humming some song he didn’t recognize. It's probably some beaner nonsense…

Now that she was gone, he could take the opportunity to snoop around her room. He didn’t really know what to look fur, though. He remembered how, last time, he wanted to find false identification papers to get her deported. Now, he realized how stupid that idea was. Besides, she’s not even Mexican! She’s a citizen because she’s from… uh… some island place that I can’t remember the name of… It begins with a ā€œPā€, I think, that’s what Robin told me. Wait, am I going soft? Why am I trying to find excuses to defend this wetback? Just because she’s a thicc baddie doesn’t mean… FLUFF!!! There I go again!  I-I think I need to take a walk or something…

He got up and was heading towards the door when something caught his eye. Right on her nightstand was a drawing tablet, the same one he got into last time. He remembered how there was a folder simply labeled ā€œsecretā€ that he never got to see the contents of. All he knew was that the files within were unusually large. He glanced towards the bedroom door. How long does it take a beaner foid to make a sandwich? Probably not long enough, I gotta be quick…

He picked up the tablet and tilted its screen so he could get a good look at the digit prints. Just as he expected, they were in the same configuration as last time. Did this spic really not change her password? 
He typed in ā€œ1488ā€. It didn’t work.
Hmmm… why do I get the feeling…?
He typed in 8841 and was greeted with the same library of folders he saw last time.

He scrolled past them all and saw the lone ā€œsecretā€ folder, waiting to unveil its… secrets. His finger was hovering right over it when he felt something in his gut tell him not to open it. He didn’t know why, but he immediately locked the tablet, put it back on the nightstand, and sat back down. Averi came into the room a few seconds later, sandwiches in hand. I made a good fluffing call there…

They talked as they ate, something they never really did befure, despite sitting next to each other almost every day during lunch at school.
<…did you hear about how JK Rowling got cancelled fur not bending the knee to trannies~? God, I can’t believe women have to bend backwards fur men just because they LARP as one of us~!
>Tell me about it! And you know how they always use an anime profile picture to hide how ugly they are in real life? It’s completely ruined anime fur me to be honest, not that I was that big of a weeb to begin with…
<That’s why communities need gatekeepers, Chuddie~. Otherwise, they become ruined by tourists who want to make everything about themselves~.
>Hmmm… you know you could apply the same logic when it comes to immigration and how it affects racial demographics-
<GEEEEKKK~!!!! Oh God, Chuddie, of course you would bring that up~…

Chud furrowed his brows and adjusted his glasses.
>Oh, don’t tell me you’re pro-immigrant! Shouldn’t YOU, of all people, know how devastating your kind has been to America?
<Pffffttt!!! Cmon Chuddie~! I’m not one of those self-hating types, so your little guilt trip shit isn’t gonna work on me~! No sirrree~!
<And besides, I’m not Mexican~! I’m Puerrrto Rican~! FYI, we’re a colony of America that YOUR kind stole from Spain in the first place~!

Chud scoffed and shook his head.
>Stole? You mean conquered? It’s not my fault beaners can’t fight wars.
Averi smirked.
<I could say the same about the ā€œGreat Replacementā€~! Maybe YOUR kind isn’t good at having kids, no~?

This fluffing beaner spic pooch! He felt his palms clench into fists.
>Okay, fluff you! You know, we’re the only reason why civilization exists, right?
Averi put her hands up.
<Woah, Chuddie~! No need to get all emotional over some light banter, geeze~…
>Yeah, ā€œbanterā€ā€¦

He snorted in anger as he took a bite from his sandwich.
<Oh, c’mon, Chuddie~! If you really cared about saving the white race, you wouldn’t be lusting after Robin and her big personalities~…
>Th-that’s beside the point…and completely irrelevant!
<Mmmm, no~! I think that actually makes your entire argument redundant, no~? The fact is, Chuddie, wanting to breed vixens means you ain’t gonna be having white babies. Sorry, that’s just how science works~!

Chud became flustered as she once again managed to bring up something sexual in their conversations.
>I-I don’t even want to do… why do you think- I…
She sighed in frustration.
<Oh, my GOOOODDD Chuddie~!!! You don’t need to hide the fact that you fetishize foxes from me~! I already know about you and Robin’s little scheme, so what’s the point of still pretending like it’s a big secret~?
>I-I’m just uncomfurtable about talking about this stuff out loud, especially with a foi- I mean a woman…
<Hmmmpt~! I bet you didn’t feel that way when you were on the roof with Robin, no~?

Oh, now we’re talking about that! This nosy pooch…
>I didn’t do anything with her…
She tsked as she finished her sandwich.
<You’re doing it again, Chuddie: denying something that we already know is true fur some reason~. I didn’t even say you did anything~! Kinda sus, don’t you think~?
>I-
<You were full on second base with her! We all saw it!
>Sh-she was drunk! It’s not my fault! She’s the one who initiated all those moves on me!
<Okay, sure… but let me ask you this: if we never came up there, what would’ve happened between you two~…?
>I-I don’t know, Averi… I really don’t know… I-I don’t want to talk about this anymore…
<Y’all would’ve fluffed, knowing full well she was drunk and unable to consent! What an animal you are, Chuddie~…
>HEY, DON’T GO THERE!!! I’M NOT SOME RAPIST!!!!

She gekkered so hard that she nearly choked on Chud’s sandwich. Wait… THAT FLUFFING CRIMINAL SPIC!!!
<Mmmm, I figured~! You wouldn’t have the balls to do that with her anyway~… Speaking of balls, you wouldn’t even last long eno-
Chud covered his ears.
>OKAYYY!!!! I THINK WE GET THE POINT AVERI!!! Can we talk about something else…?!?
<GEEEEKKKK~!!! Okay, fine… why don’t we elaborate on what you meant earlier when you said I was ā€œcuteā€~?
>AVERIIIII!!!!!

Fluff my pathetic chudcel life.
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It's peak, the interactions are human and I love that
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Stinky. Femcel. Fox.
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>>89979
Yes, that was nice. How much of Averi's outburst was genuine and how much was it done to manipulate our emotionally weak little chud friend? 
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>It's just so... special and WOWSOHUMAN...
How meaningful and insightful. You should really become an art critic, you'd be a perfect fit fur the front page of Letterboxd.
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I think it’s all genuine even if Averi might say otherwise. She’s a hothead in this story.
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>hothead
Someone get her outta here!
SOMEONE GET THIS HOTHEAD OUTTA HERE!
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Also bumo geeeegg
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nyagger
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i'd rather you guys not needlessly bump until a new chapter comes out.
the thread is cyclic anyway so you don't have to worry about it disappearing
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split into two parts award

<…soooo thaaat’s the story of how I learned to always stretch BEFURE doing the dishes~!
Chud munched on his chicken sandwich. To his surprise, it was still in his lunchbox when he sat down fur lunch. He readjusted his glasses and wiped his palms.
>Um… w-what?

Chud didn’t really get it. How the fluff did this vixen manage to turn an everyday household chore into some crazy ordeal? Weren’t women supposed to be good at dishwashing? He guessed that didn’t apply to latinx foxes. Although now that he thought about it, he wouldn’t mind seeing her stretch-
<CHUDDIE~!!! Don’t tell me you didn’t pay attention to my gemmy, genre-defining story! Hmmmpt~!

The vixen crossed her arms and turned away from Chud. He knew she wasn’t really angry at him, though. Ever since they got over their spat at her house a week ago, he’d felt a subtle vibe shift between them. She sent him a text that nyaght, thanking him fur coming over and helping her with the project. He thanked her back, and befure they knew it, they were having a full-blown conversation lasting way past their bedtimes.
<Chuddie, please tell me you have more hobbies than just browsing 4chan all day…
>I literally spend HOURS micromanaging the eastern front to defeat the gay commie Jews in HOI IV… not like you’ll understand since you only play Nintendo slop games.
<Those games are actually FUN though, Chuddie! Do you know what FUN is? Smh… :facepalming_fox:
<Let’s see, I’m an artist, gardener, dancer, gamer, amateur astronomer, and I like eating chicken! And yes, I consider that to be a hobby, Chuddie! Don’t say otherwise!
>What? Since when are you a dancer? Amateur astronomer? We both know you’re not smart enough fur that.
<WHAT THE FLUFF CHUDDIE!?!? TAKE THAT BACK!!! :angry_fox: :angry_fox: :angry_fox:
>Calm down! I was just joking…
<Suuurrre you were, and besides, I’m sure Robin wouldn’t take too kindly to you insulting her vidya like that…

Robin…
Wasn’t she supposed to be ā€œfixingā€ him? If that was the case, why hadn’t she reached out to him regarding his absence from school? Why hadn’t THEY had a late-nyaght texting convo like that yet? Why was he sitting next to Averi at lunch, listening to HER stories instead of Robin’s? He remembered when Averi decided to bring up Robin’s scheme during their texts that nyaght.
<I’m still suspicious about that little thing you two have going on. In my opinion, you don’t need ā€œfixingā€, Chuddie.
>Really? Cmon I’m not that naĆÆve, I know I’m not perfect, as we both know from earlier today…
<Hm.
>What?
<Nothing.
>Aren’t you two friends? I’d imagine you two being women and all, she would’ve told you more about what she’s planning.
<No… you know, we’re actually not that close, Chuddie.
>Really?
<Really. Whatever, just don’t let her push you around, okay?
>What? If anything, I’ve felt more pushed around by YOU!
<Oh, stop being so dramatic, Chuddie… Goodnyaght.

That’s where their conversation ended. Did he piss her off again? Probably. Did she get over it? Apparently, considering they were sitting next to each other like friends, which they were… right?
He scanned around the lunchroom and saw Robin at the opposite end, sitting with Black-Chan and Nekotsuki. He hadn’t seen them since that Halloween nyaght, not like he particularly cared fur them. They probably thought he was a creep or something. No wonder she didn’t want to openly associate with him just yet. Still, it didn’t feel right fur her to be excluding him like that. 

>…I gotta talk to Robin real quick…
<Eh? What? Uh, Chuddie, I don’t think that’s a good idea~…
He got up and began to casually stroll across the lunchroom towards Robin’s table. Averi anxiously followed behind him.
<Uh… Chuddie? Did you hear me?
No point in turning back now, it’ll be too awkward if anyone notices some guy walking back and furth fur no reason.
Averi sighed and suddenly ran in front of him to meet Robin first.

>Aver- fluff!
Goddammit! Why did she always have to get in the way? Now he had no choice but to go along with whatever Averi was planning to not look like a complete dumbass in front of Robin. This is EXACTLY what I was talking about when I said YOU pushed me around, you dumb spic!
<ahem Hey Robbie~!
Robin and her friends turned around to see Averi and Chud standing awkwardly by their table. Chud felt paralyzed as he saw Black-Chan gaze disapprovingly at him. Nekotsuki seemed confused. Robin looked as embarrassed as Chud.
<Uh… Hi Averi, what are you doing here with Chud…?
Averi did her little twirl and nearly smacked Chud in the face with her tail.
<Oh Robbie~! I just wanted to stop and say hi! That’s all! Uh, but it looks like you’re busy, so I think Chud and I are gonna walk ba-
>Uh, Robin, I actually wanted to speak with you regarding something, if you didn’t mind…

Averi slowly turned to Chud. He could feel her angry gaze burning into his pupils. 
<Sure! Whatever, Chuddie. I’ll be on my way…
She stormed back to their table. Shit… I’m gonna have to answer fur that later, am I? He focused his attention back on Robin.
>Uh… Are you busy?
<Not really… I’ll be right there. Sorry girls…
Black-Chan was still glaring at Chud as if he were a serial rapist or something. What are you looking at nyagger? Fluff off… Of course, he couldn’t say that out loud. He and Robin walked to the water fountains near the lunch bathrooms. She kept her distance from him.
<What is it, Chud? Lunch is gonna end soon and I-
>I know, sorry, I just…

He scratched the back of his head as he struggled to come up with what to say. What the fluff was I gonna ask her again? How the fluff did I furget? That stupid beaner distracted me!
<Uh…?
>Sorry, I was gonna ask about our thing, you know…
Robin darted her eyes, making sure no other students were in earshot of them. 
<Should we really be discussing this in the open?
>No, but I was just thinking that if you wanted to help me, you could start by maybe letting me sit next to you…?

Robin was taken aback by Chud’s suggestion. Was she disgusted at the idea of being near me? It’s not like I had bad hygiene or anything, I wasn’t THAT much of a loser, fluff how I should know?
<W-well, I don’t…
She sighed in frustration and face-palmed.
<Look, Chud, I think I’ve been having second thoughts-
His heart dropped upon hearing those words. Please don’t tell me that I heard that… I must’ve misheard her.
>B-but I wore the shirts you picked out!
<Okay? That doesn’t really mean-

No… no no no no no no no! This isn’t happening! Quick Chud! Think of something!
>Wait, maybe you’re right…
<What?
>I… don’t think we’ve had a proper chance to get to know one another yet. Why don’t we play something together again… like we did with Mario Kart?
<Oh God, Chud… you’re not asking me out on a… d-date, are you?

His cheeks reddened as he struggled to answer back.
>N-no! As friends!
Robin contemplated fur a bit befure answering back.
<Well, I recently got a second controller fur my Xbox One. Hmm, how does a Halo game nyaght sound to you? I have the Master Chief collection; we can do co-op or mess around in multiplayer or something like that…

Halo? Chud hadn’t played that game in years since his Xbox 360 died, and he became a PC Chad. Whatever, at least he knew he had a chance to beat her in an FPS game.
>Yeah, that works. This Friday?
<Sure, my parents are gonna be out of town this weekend.
Chud liked the sound of that. Heh, perfect! I can show off my elite gamer skills to Robin, and then maybe we’ll watch a movie and then-
The school bell rang, and the packed cafeteria turned into a frenzy as students rushed to their next period.
<I’ll see you then.
>Yeah…

Chud ran back to his table to collect his bookbag. Averi was nowhere in sight. He sighed and shook his head. Whatever, she’ll get over it.
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Chud met Robin in her backyard that Friday around sunset. Her overprotective father would’ve NEVER approved having a boy over while they were away, so she snuck him through the back, out of sight of their Ring doorbell camera.
<I just ordered some pizza and drinks.
>Nice.
She was still wearing her schoolgirl outfit. Damn, he’d never get over how well it showed off her figure and her personalities. He couldn’t get too excited, though. The last thing he needed was to embarrass himself at her home.
She closed the back sliding door and led him to her living room.
<Uhh… so do you wanna play on the living room TV or my room…? My Xbox is up there right now…

Her room? She’s offering fur us to go up to her room? Uh, hell YES!!! Who cares if their living room has a giant flat screen TV and a fancy sound system?
>Uh, it doesn’t really matter where, but I think it would be more convenient if we didn’t have to move everything down here. I’d imagine that setting up a console on that TV is a pain in the ass.
<You’re not wrong about that, my room it is then!
She gekkered nervously. Chud chuckled in return.
<But why don’t we wait fur the pizza to get here first? 

They awkwardly sat down on the couch in silence as they waited. What the fluff am I doing? This is the perfect time to strike conversation with her, and I’m just sitting here like dead as a rock! He turned to say something to her, only to find that she was already scrolling away on her phone.
Aaaaannnd… that’s what I get fur hesitating, Fluff! He decided to take out his phone as well, so he didn’t look like some psycho staring at a blank TV screen. He saw that Averi finally responded to his text earlier that week. He’d asked her if they were cool after that incident at lunch, only to be left on read.
<Yeah? Why wouldn’t we be ā€œcoolā€, or whatever dudebro’s like you say?
ā€œDudebroā€? She was definitely still pissed at him.
>Averi, what did I do to you? Does being your friend mean I’m not allowed to talk to other girls?
<No, but you completely ignored my warnings… I was trying to prevent you from embarrassing yourself.
>I understand, but nothing happened! And now I’m playing Halo with her. See? You don’t need to worry about me so much. I can take care of myself.
He saw text bubbles, indicating that she was typing something, but they stopped. Chud was going to respond when their pizza arrived.

They split the pepperoni pizza pie in half and ate it in her dining room. Once Chud was done, he excused himself and went to the bathroom to wash his greasy palms. He checked his phone. Averi still hadn’t responded to him. He shook his head. No point in worrying about her now, he was at Robin’s place fur a reason.
After Robin finished, they both went upstairs to her room. Chud felt his heart pounding out of his chest. Sure, he’d been here befure, but he knew one wrong move could end everything. He casually sat down on the floor in front of her bed, facing her TV screen. It was smaller than the one in the living room, but it was in HER room, and that’s all that mattered. She turned on the TV and her Xbox One befure sitting down next to Chud. She had two controllers in her lap. She gave him the white one. He could see that her black one had extra buttons on the bottom. It must’ve been some try-hard pro controller or some shit like that.

<Why don’t we warm up by doing a one-on-one?
>A what?
Chud’s mind raced as he imagined Robin suddenly jumping on him, and they began to make out. ARRGGG!!! NO!!! Not now… Chud snapped out of it. That’s NOT what she meant…
<sigh Oh cmon! You should know what that is!
>’Course I do! But don’t start crying if I don’t let you get any kills!
<tskt Don’t even, Chud…

Robin set up a custom multiplayer match on the Battlecreek map from Halo: CE. She was going way too fast fur Chud to see what settings she was choosing. Probably something that gave her an advantage, that sly fluffing vixen…
The match began, and they were off to the races. Heh, this will be easy, I can literally see her POV since we’re playing split screen. He walked from behind the bunker he spawned at and picked up a Needler. Now all I have to do is bait her to come into the open and then-
Chud’s shield suddenly broke without warning as two grenades exploded near him. WHAT THE FLUFF??? WHERE DID THEY COME FROM??? Befure he could turn around and get into cover, Robin ran towards him, mag dumping her battle rifle till he rag-dolled. She then proceeded to crouch over him repeatedly. Is she… T-bagging me???
<Heh, what a noob you are, Chud!

Chud stayed quiet as he waited to respawn. Was it different when a woman T-bagged you? He’d been T-bagged in other multiplayer games he’d played over the years. He’d usually respond by raging in chat until he got kicked or outright banned from the game’s server fur ā€œhate speechā€ or some shit like that. What if Robin T-bagging me… meant something else? What if it were a sign of potential sexual interest? What if-
Chud was so lost in his delusional fantasies that he failed to react in time when his shield went offline again. Robin punched him to death with her battle rifle and t-bagged him again.
<Chud, here’s a tip: Shoot your gun to damage me! GEEEKKKK!!!!
>I… know that…
This fluffing vixen pooch! Does she think I’m retarded?
>I think I need to adjust my sensitivity… My aim is all off…
<Yeah, right! You haven’t even attempted to shoot me yet! You have to press the ā€œright triggerā€ to attack! Did you know that Chud? Or are you that much of a PClet?

Did she just call me a… PClet? What kind of fluffing insult is that? He respawned underneath the arch in the center of the map. He remembered there being a sniper rifle on a secluded ledge right next to the arch. He was halfway up the ladder when a rocket knocked him off. 
>FUUUCCKKK!!!
<GEEEKKK!!! Are you getting frustrated, Chud? Does losing to a FEMALE make you mad?
He fell down and lost his shield again. He tried firing his plasma pistol at her to no avail. He had to experience the humiliation of being T-bagged fur the third time.
<Wow, I didn’t know Halo had bot support fur multiplayer! GEEEKKKK!!!
This is so embarrassing! Why would a gamer girl like her ever want to be with a console noob like me? I knew switching to PC was a mistake! 
>If this were on PC, I would’ve killed you 10 times over!
<MmmHmm! Suuureee…

After 10 minutes of seeing his Spartan die at her hands, she suddenly paused and ended the game.
>Hey! What gives!
She gekkerd lightly
<I’m taking pity on you…
>Wh- I don’t need your pity! I was just about to sneak up on- 
<Don’t worry, that was just a warmup! Why don’t we do some co-op instead?
>Like the campaign? Sure-
<-On Legendary, of course!
>W-why?

Why is this pooch so sadistic? She just wants to see me suffer! Does she get something out of this? Is she keeping me around just so she can have someone to point and laugh at? What a cunt…
To his surprise, Robin set the campaign to Normal difficulty instead.
<I think we’ll enjoy a more laid-back experience… You don’t mind, do you?
>No, not at all…
If anything, it was perfect! If they weren’t so focused on playing the game, it would give them the perfect opportunity to have a conversation with each other. Luckily fur him, she made the first move while they were fighting their way across the Pillar of Autumn.

<Sooo, if you don’t mind me asking, why were you and Averi absent on Monday?
>Oh! Uh… we had to finish our projects… We kinda furgot, I guess?
<Really? I knew YOU would probably furget that, but Averi? She’s usually on top of things, even if it doesn’t seem like she’s all there…

Huh? What was Robin implying? He knew Averi was eccentric, but he never clocked her as someone with actual mental issues or anything like that… Sure, we did have a little fight, but that was mainly my fault. And she got over that already… He thought about the phone in his pocket. He still hadn’t felt it vibrate. Maybe Averi went to sleep already…
>What do you mean?
<Well, you know she’s been through quite a lot… most of it was when she was back on the island…
The island? Is that what they call Puerto Rico? Chud imagined it as some crime-ridden hellhole; no wonder why she left.
>Well, she’d never told me anything about her past life.
<…Do you want to know?
A part of Chud felt like he shouldn’t be prying about personal details of her life like that. After all, shouldn’t Averi be the one telling me instead?
>Uh, no… not really…
<…Okay…

They were silent as the cutscene fur the Halo mission played showing Master Chief crash-land onto the ring. When they got to the part where they had to search fur survivors with their Warthog, Robin somehow fell off a cliff and got them all killed. They both laughed awkwardly.
<So, how are you enjoying this game so far?
> It's good, I guess…
<You guess?
>Well, it’s not bad per se… I guess I’m just going with the flow…
<…
<You… look a lot better than you did befure…
>Uh, thanks…?

Was that a backhanded compliment? Sure, I did make an effurt to look nice tonyaght, but I didn’t go all out or anything.
<It’s a start, don’t get me wrong. You don’t look like someone who spends hours in their room all day anymore…
>Uh…
What was up with her? Didn’t she know that her ā€œcomplimentsā€ came off as rude? And that’s coming from me!
>Well, I remember at lunch when I asked if I could sit next to you and…

Robin froze. Chud didn’t have to look at her to tell; her Spartan stopped moving in-game. That clearly caught her off guard.
<Yeah, sorry, I just… my friends don’t know about this whole thing yet… and I don’t really want to tell them about it… You should understand…
>But I also remember you saying… You had second thoughts-
<Yeah, yeah, I know… Look this is all… very confusing to me. You have to understand how weird a situation this is… I still don’t think I’m ready to fully commit to anything right now… Do you understand?
Chud felt his grip of the controller tighten as he tried to contain his anger. Of fluffing course, she was doing some hard-to-get bullshit!!! I only have myself to blame; I agreed to do this with her. But man, I really don’t want her to drag this out only to her to change her mind at the last second. Then again, I am literally sitting right next to her in her own bedroom, which HAS to mean something, right?

>Yeah, I think…
<…
>Hey Robin, quick question if you don’t mind: What do you see in me anyway?
<Eh… uh… wow… that’s certainly a question…
He didn’t like the sound of that. She had to pause the game to think it over.
<Well, you know, back in 5th grade…
>I already know about this Robin. I overheard your conversation with Averi.
<…Of course you did-
>But I find it hard to believe that’s the only reason why you’re doing this thing with me in the first place.
<I get it… It’s just hard to put into words…
>Averi told me that she thinks you’re just pushing me around.

Why did I say that? It just came out… fluff!
<Averi?
Robin shook her head and gekkered.
<Why are you listening to her? We both know she has a thing fur you. You can’t trust anything she says! What a gaslighting pooch…
She crossed her arms and looked straight at Chud.
<And tell me, Chud, why would I need to ā€œpushā€ you around fur? You know, I don’t really NEED a man in the first place, I can take care of myself just fine! But I think I’m a very loving and kind person, and I wanna share that love with others...
She wants to share her ā€œloveā€ with others? That sounds like something a narcissistic whore would say to justify her being a dumb slut!
>I… don’t follow you?
<Well, think of this as an apology fur how I… bullied you back then. A proper one… We both know you haven’t had the best social life since then, and I DO feel kinda bad that I was partially responsible fur that… If I can ā€œfixā€ you, then I think that I’ll have done something to make up fur that, no?
>I-I guess?
<And maybe by then… you’ll be suitable fur me…
Chud blushed as he heard that. Robin turned away from him, presumably she was blushing too.

<Um… why don’t we continue playing?
>S-sure…
Just as they were about to resume, Robin got a random friend request from within the game. Their username was ā€œChickenLover89ā€. Chud and Robin glanced at each other. It didn’t take a detective to figure out who it was. 
>Well, I guess we could do a free-fur-all or some-

Robin declined the friend request.
>Uh… why did you do-
<I’m fluffing tired of that… cunt always barging in where she doesn’t belong!
She held the Xbox button on her controller and shut off the console.

Chud checked his phone; it was just shy of 10 P.M. He was surprised that Averi (If that really was her) hadn’t blown up their phones with angry texts yet. Robin yawned, stretched out her arms, and leaned against the side of her bed. Her floppy ears cutely rested on her head. She caressed her hair slightly. Her tail curled around her legs. Chud gulped at the sight. She smiled as she saw his reaction.

<Why don’t we do… something else, Chud~?
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>>95065
Something moid chases Stacy instead of the nerd girl that likes him.
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>>95083
They’re both geeks though, not nerds
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>>95065
That was nice.
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>>95345
Was it really doe?
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>>95347
I thought so, at least.
>>95347
Yeah, I want moar
>Chud is less socially awkward than me 
it's fluffing over...
I have spend my entire birthday one month ago reading this fanfic, and i have been checking thread every day to see, if new chapter has came out
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>>95443
erm it's called character development, chud

Sorry about not updating as frequently as I used to. I guess I've gotten more lazy over time. Don't worry, I don't plan on abandoning this fic anytime soon.
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