At Red’s garage (Ben’s POV)

*This fanfic is underneath my folder titled “Creepypasta stuff”. Gacha Club character designs are under this forum: https://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic/117842-my-character-designs-lt-33-3?start=120. The main character is Ben Drowned, who is not yet Ben Drowned, but 15 year old Ben Lawmen. This is a ship between the Creepypasta characters, which can be googled, Ben Drowned x Lost Silver. This is also my AU of them. Kyle Brown is the human name I chose for Lost Silver. They are both fifteen and the year is 2005. There’s another Creepypasta in here called Glitchy Red, but he’s just Red for now. Vomit and Slasher are my OCs. Anyway, enjoy!*

Kyle stood still, saying absolutely nothing. His arms were firmly against his sides as if he were a cardboard cutout.

Ben lightly touched his shoulder and pointed to the others, hoping that he’d be able to say something then. Kyle’s lips didn’t move, as if he didn’t notice it at all.

They were both in Red’s garage, along with Slasher and Vomit. The LED strip lights and the TV was the only source of light in the darkened garage. Ben knew that he’d get nervous, but not in front of the gamers. When would he snap out of it? What did Ben need to do to get him to speak? His heart raced as he thought about how they’d all want him to go away just because Kyle was being weird and-

“Open the door.” Kyle blurted out.

“Are you sure? We have all kinds of video games here, there might be something that you like.” Red said.

“Just open it!”

“Seriously? I told you before we got here that it would be fine. How many times do I have to tell you?”

Kyle looked at him with watery eyes before he ran out the open garage door, faster than Sonic in the games.

Ben sighed and rolled his eyes, “I don’t know what his problem is.”

He knew that Kyle got nervous to be around other people, but he never thought that Kyle would do something like that in front of the gamers. That was just embarrassing.

“It’s okay. We have you!” Vomit chimed.

Yes, Ben could go play video games with them…but what about Kyle? Should he chase after him? It’d be a while but Ben would find him, eventually. Maybe he could call Kyle and ask if he was okay. Hopefully he wasn’t overthinking all by himself.

He looked out at the open garage door, staring at the line of identical houses. Would Kyle be in one of them by then?

But he had Kyle’s number saved on his phone. He could call him later. Red wouldn’t let him stay at night. He didn’t come all that way for nothing.

“Yeah, that’s true. Save a spot for me!” 

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Ben sat next to Vomit and Red on the couch. Slasher sat on the ground. The four of them were playing a game of Grand Theft Auto, Ben caught in the heat of pixelated violence.

Kyle would have had so much fun if he was actually there. If only he weren’t so scared.

“You ever wish you lived in a video game?” Red suddenly asked, turning to Ben.

“Oh yeah, all the time!”

“Which one? I’d like to live in Pokèmon Red.”

“Uhh…Majora’s Mask, I guess.”

Red looked at Ben as if he were completely insane before crying out: 

“What do you mean, you guess?! You can’t just say that! It’s like you don’t-Do you care?”

“I do, it’s just-I’m not really thinking about that.”

He really wished that Red wasn’t talking to him while he was gaming, especially some nonsense about living in a video game. Sure, he dreamed about that kind of thing from time to time, but real life wasn’t Jumanji. He just wanted to play Grand Theft Auto.

“Oh. You’ll think about it soon.” 

Well. He wasn’t going to ask Red to elaborate on that. He just didn’t want to talk about it anymore. 

But by all means, Red being a little weird wasn’t going to stop him from hanging out with fellow gamers who just so happened to be in their twenties. It wasn’t every day Ben got to game with adults.

At least the only sounds were the game.