*This fanfic is underneath my folder titled “Creepypasta stuff”. Gacha Club character designs are under my forum titled “My character designs<33[2]”. This is a ship fanfic between Creepypasta characters Ben Drowned (created by Jadusable) and Lost Silver (creator unknown). This is an AU where they are both alive, both fifteen years old, and the year is 2005. Kyle is the human name I came up with for Lost Silver. Something is going to happen to them to make them Creepypastas later, but this is just all the cute stuff for now!! I hope you enjoy!*

The summer had passed on, Kyle was in line for his schedule in the lunchroom.

It was probably foolish of him to think that he would actually run into Ben again, but when he played his video games in the dark of his room and lay in bed wide awake, he thought of that one interaction with Ben, the one interaction where somebody was nice to him.

Usually, Kyle’s loneliness didn’t hurt that much, but somehow, when he met Ben, his loneliness grew larger, evermore present.

He tried to ignore it, focusing instead on Pokèmon Silver on his gameboy. He was starting a new school year at a new school. Maybe his parents would like the town enough to stay. Maybe Kyle would run into Ben again. Maybe-

“Kyle?” A familiar, energetic voice asked.

Kyle looked up, his heart racing in his chest, hardly believing his luck, his good fortune.

It wasn’t a dream, it was pure reality. Ben was standing in front of him, his blue eyes holding hints of nervousness, his blond hair sparkling in the sunlight.

“I didn’t know you went here. How are you?” Kyle said softly. He didn’t know how to convey his own excitement that well, but he hoped that Ben wasn’t bothered.

Ben smiled a little bit and that, that brought Kyle to smile a little more, for how could anyone not want Ben to be happy? The smile made his eyes light up more.

“My summer was good. I spent a lot of time playing video games. My parents got upset with me about it, but other than that, it was good. You?” Ben asked, his eyes alight with joy.

Video games? Huh. Ben was certainly a man of culture. Playing video games was something that never tired Kyle out, but goodness, it’d be better to play with someone else.

“Same here. Great summer, irritating parents. It’s honestly so weird how parents get pressed over video games. Like, it’s not “melting our brains” or anything. It’s just fun! “ Kyle vented. No, he didn’t exactly understand why he vented to Ben, it just came out of him.

It just felt right.

“Yeah, I get that. They try to make us feel bad for having fun when it’s not something that they used to do as kids, because they think that what they do is right because they did it.” Ben said.

There was a pause between them. Kyle searched in the deep recesses of his brain, trying to think of something fitting to say, something that would accurately describe how grateful he was to have run into Ben in a new school and he came up with:

“You can stand next to me if you want. I’ll show you how to play on my gameboy.”

“Sure thing.” Ben said, joining Kyle in the line.

As Kyle explained to Ben how to play the game, he felt his sour mood fade away, for he was talking longer than he usually did, for Ben thought that he was worth the time.

Kyle was worth it to someone else. He couldn’t believe it, it all felt like such a nice dream, but he’d accept it and hopefully, they’d get to talk to each other more!

Maybe even watch anime together. That’d be nice.