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It was a dark and gloomy morning. (well all mornings are like this because sar is on the fucking moon and the moon doesnt have atmosphere) and SAR woke up after a 1.5 hour sleep. (He couldnt sleep because laika and computer were cracking all night) He went in the kitchen to make himself some battery acid but then he heard a voice behind him. It was Vee.
"Hey, SAR. Stop using my batteries for your battery acid. And can you reschedule my therapy appointment with Esther for today? Laika and Computer are at it again." She said, in a monotone voice
"Sure twin" He said, while mixing vee's battery with lemons. When vee sees this, she slaps him. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR" SAR yelled, his femboy twink voice echoing through the spaceship thing idk what its called. "FOR USING MY FUCKING BATTERIES!!!!!" vee yelled, her nonchalance slowly slipping away. "THIS IS THE LAST TIME I PROMISE!!!" SAR paused and took a sip out of his battery acid. After a few moments, he continued. "Okay but seriously how the fuck did they even crack all night"
Vee sighed. "I don't fucking know, i'm surprised they don't have 67 children already."
Suddenly, someone burst through the door. "VEE WHAT THE FUCK!!!" it was FUCKING VERONICA HURLEY!!! "VEE GET BACK TO BED AND STOP ACTING LIKE YOU DIDNT CRACK YATTA AND GINGER AT THE SAME TIME AT LEAST ONCE!!!!" Before vee could react, veronica dragged her to their room. SAR, because he is a sweaty femboy, stares nonchalantly at them and chugs his battery acid down his fucking throat.
Then, something weird happens: the TV starts playing on its own. (Shiver me timbers) it seemed to be playing an intro to an anime-like show. "Well fuck it I have nothing better to do."
He sat down to watch the show. It was called 'Hetalia: axis powers' (from what I remember?? Idk i dont eatch hetalia). In a short amount of time he became fully immersed in the story, his eyes never leaving the screen. While he was watching his now all-time favourite show, Laika entered the room.
"SAR what the actual fuck are you watching. Is that yaoi?" She asked. She might have been doing the devil's tango with Computer 10 minutes ago, but she was still sane enough to ask SAR stupid ass questions. SAR didn't answer. He was so locked in on the show he could be compared to a hyperactive fetus on cocomelon (because that is most certanitely a drug) "uhh.. SAR?"
Right after laika said that, SAR slowly turned towards her. "Leave me alone. I'm watching peak." He said, his eyes redder than Donald Trump's period blood. "SAR, are you high?" Laika asked.