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“…Gam…What are you doing with my clothes…?”
Gamzee turned and looked at you with his normal high expression. He had one of your bras on his head, a longsleeved shirt wrapped around his neck like a cape, a pair of pants over his arms, your scarf wrapped around his legs, and was, overall, writing in a pile of your laundry. He was smiling as he tried to unravel himself-only to come up with some sort of wriggling motion.
“Well, you see sis, I never really realized it ‘till now, but your clothes smell like motherfuckin’ miracles!” he smiled.
“…how’d you even get into my hive?” you asked, giving him your signature ‘seriously-what-the-fuck’ face. You used it a lot- especially because of the outrageous amount of ‘what the fuck’ moments that came along around your friends.
“honk” he replied, finally detangling himself from the now knotted mass of clothes and standing. He w
Hamster!BEN DROWNED X ReaderHamster!BEN DROWNED X ReaderMore Like This
It was that same time of day when for just 10 minutes you would take a nap from all the chaos that was Pastatown. Your eyes fluttered shut, the all to familiar heaviness of the day lifted from your shoulders. With the occasional honked of a car horn or screech of tires, it was easy to doze off.
What was that? You groggily raised your head from the couch arm, it was right against the front door. It was possibly the daily paper or a ball from a young creepypasta.
This time it had more force behind it, you thought of letting it go and returning to your dreamland. But with this constant thudding that would be impossible to achieve. Sliding off the couch you pushed yourself up and towards the door. It was hit once more as you opened it widely. A small light green see-through ball rolled inside, a few places looked like air holes. You turned and closed the door, living in a creepypasta world anything could happen. He ball curved, hitting the back of y