*This fanfic is underneath my folder titled “Creepypasta stuff”. Gacha Club character designs are under this forum: https://www.youngwriterssociety.com/viewtopic.php?f=27&t=116005&start=1155. This is a fanfic that ships Ben Drowned x Lost Silver. Ben Drowned was created by Jadusable and Lost Silver’s creator is unknown. In my AU, they are fifteen years old. The year in this fanfic is 2005. This is the beginning of the angst that is to come. They will become Creepypastas soon. Anyway, enjoy and Happy Valoween!*

Kyle and Ben were both walking back home together after a long day of school. Kyle lived slightly further than Ben, but he liked walking home with him. It felt nice.

They had both completed their vase project in art class, which was good, because although they both liked to draw, having to do it as an assignment was not fun. It all worked out well, because they painted Sega, Nintendo, and Sailor Moon characters on the clay vase and if Mr. Jones didn’t like it, then oh well. He had to deal with it, because neither of them wanted to paint flowers on it. Flowers weren’t cool.

As Kyle walked with Ben, he noticed how the afternoon sun made Ben’s long, blond hair glow golden, as though magic were infused in the strands. It looked very, very soft, like how it did on Valentine’s Day the year before, when it was just the two of them in Ben’s basement. Why did it look so soft and perfect? It wasn’t fair!

“Why do you grow your hair out?” Kyle asked, suddenly curious.

Ben opened his mouth as if he were going to say something, then he stopped himself. His blue eyes looked at Kyle hesitantly, before he brushed a few strands of his hair behind his ear…his ear…

“Holy shit, Ben! That’s why you grow out your hair? You look just like Link! Like a living, breathing version of Link…why would you want to cover that up? It’s so cool!” Kyle gushed, because…wow…he did not expect that.

Ben had pointed ears, just like his favorite Legend of Zelda character.

“I used to show it more because I would get compared to Link, but kids in Middle School used to make fun of me for it, so I grew my hair out. I still don’t really feel good with showing them.” Ben said.

His eyes went down, as though he were trying to push memories that he had into the farthest corner of his mind. Kyle wanted to reach out towards him, but just as he extended his hand-

“Hey, this looks interesting! I think we should go!” Ben beamed, walking up to a streetlight and pulling off a paper flyer.

Kyle stood next to Ben, reading in his head:

“Calling all gaming nerds! Come over to Red’s Garage Gaming Club, in 1116 Mavenwood Street!”

“Ben, we don’t know who Red is. I don’t want to go to somebody’s random garage anyway.” Kyle said.

He didn’t think that it would be a good idea to go to a stranger’s garage and even more so to play games there, because what if there were other people? What if the other people weren’t good? Or bothered them both too much? He was fine with playing video games with Ben.

“Okay, but it would be nice to have friends, right? I just feel like it’d be fun. You never know unless you try.” Ben said with a smile.

But he didn’t want to try. He didn’t want to go “meet other people”. Ben was looking at him expectantly, waiting for an answer, but Kyle shook his head and said:

“I don’t want to go. If you want to go, then do it. I don’t think you should, but do what you want.”

“It’s not that big of a deal! It’s just games! Being scared isn’t going to help you!” Ben cried out, shaking his head as he threw his hands up in the air.

With the flyer still in his hand, Ben stormed off, his blond locks flowing in the wind, his anime pins on his backpack shining in the sunlight. Kyle stood there, tears in his eyes, heart beating as he wondered what he did wrong.

He just didn’t want to go.

…………………………………………………………………

Kyle opened the front door to his house, hoping that he could just go upstairs and do his homework, because he had been walking for a while, taking some time to himself and he didn’t want to hear it from-

“You were supposed to be home two hours ago! What took you so long? Were you talking to Ben again? Kyle, he’s not a good influence, you have-“

“Mom. I just got home. I’m sorry I didn’t come back earlier, I was just-“

“It’s your responsibility to come home at the time you are supposed to. Now, I don’t want you to come downstairs until you’re done doing your homework.”

“I was going to do that.”

Mom had just sprung up from the couch when she started yelling at him and so, so many emotions were swirling inside of him when she jumped up. He was angry at her for not saying hello, sad that she thought so low of him and Ben. He still felt like he said something he wasn’t supposed to, acted in a way that wasn’t right and it didn’t help that Mom was upset.

“No dinner until you’re done.” Mom said, her brown eyes fueled with burning irritation, the brown eyes that he shared with her.

“I know.” Kyle sighed as he walked towards the stairs, towards his room.

He’d heat up whatever dinner she made later.