The book o' random Oneshots

The abomination ship of Cross x Fresh which we on the Discord collectively dubbed, Crocs.

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Cross had been in the Void a long time now. He knew every sight in it, of which there were few. Sometimes he thinks he sees his reflection in the floor, or lack thereof, but he can't really be sure. Which is why seeing a cacophony of neon pink, green, blue, and so on walking towards him is rather out of the ordinary.

"Huh, ya ain't who I was lookin' for. Wrong Void address, sorry brah!"

Now that they're standing just a couple feet away Cross is able to see them much better. They've got on opaque shades that hide their sockets from view, they read "Who-ops". They're an honest to god nightmare, wearing a neon multicolored windbreaker and a crooked sideways cap, also offensively colorful. He's wearing strange multicolor cargo pants and weird shoes with holes in them. Cross has never seen anything so strange as this. Looking at all that color after only seeing white for so long makes it seem even more unreasonably bright.

"... How has it come to this?" Cross asks, laughing a little.

"Huh?"

"You're not real... Are you? No. Well, you don't look too real."

"Nah, I'm real as it gets Broski! Ask yer human pal."

"Chara? How do you know..."

"Hah, I got my ways brah! Got plenty of radical pals with ghosts round 'em! Seen plenty of funky stuff while world hoppin," The stranger rambles, grinning in a way that Cross can't confidently describe as friendly.

"Stars above, are you death?"

"Hah! Nah broski, he's a short stalky lil guy, dresses all gothic n' stuff! We ain't nothin' alike, why'd ya ask?" He questions. This absolutely oddity of a skeleton is rather... Chatty.

"Well... I... I dunno. You're not exactly how I pictured death, stuff just isn't quite how it seems sometimes..." Cross murmurs, sheepish. He doesn't quite know what to do.

Looking down at him, Fresh thinks it's quite precious. He quite likes this obtuse little skeleton. "That's a real good life lesson there bud! Never judge a book by it's color! It's all up n' unrad, ya know what I'm sayin!?"

"Hah, yeah, I think I do... Kinda hard to tell."

"Das all up n' cool dawg, you'll get da hang of it!" Fresh says, grinning. "The name's Fresh, I'd say meetin' ya was pretty fresh too! What's ya digs?"

"Digs?"

"Ya name dawg!"

"Oh, uh— Cross. My name is Cross, it's nice to meet you too..."

"What? Ya look all freaked out pal!"

"Ahah, it's just... I'm haven't seen anyone in so long... How did you even get here... I'm not even completely sure I know how I got here..." Cross laughs, nervous.

"Ah, well I was tryna visit my glitchy bro! But I guess I overshot the placement, this ain't nowhere close to his lil slice a void! This host is kina new, always takes a bit to let the magic settle, lil mishaps like this happen a lot," Fresh says, almost too casually.

Cross wants to inquire about what exactly he means, but he feels he probably shouldn't.

"If yer here yer au prolly bit the dust, sorry bout that buddy."

"A... U?" Cross questions hesitantly.

"Alternate universe dawg! Wow, ya really don't know anythin' bout the verse yet!?"

"No, I suppose not... Alternate universes... like other worlds?"

"Yup! Yer technically a different version a' me, and I'm a different version a' you. Ain't that somthin'?"

"Yeah... I— uh... It's... So there's... And my world it's... It's gone... I can't ever go back?"

"Nah bruh. Ain't no goin' back from here broski. Yer all up n' stuck here... Sorry ta be a negative Nancy bout it dawg."

"No, it's... I'm glad I know. I've spent so long wondering... Days? Weeks? Months... Years, maybe... I'm... Not sure."

"Here... How bout this, I know I didn't exactly mean ta drop in on ya and all, but I'm sure ya wouldn't mind a little taste of the outside world every now and again, right?"

"What's that mean?"

"Well, I got buisness ta get to, but how's bout I come back with some pop an' a blanket and some pillows or somthin' and we chill together! Ya look pretty bummed out all on ya own brah," Fresh says, shrugging.

"Yes! Please... I... It's been a while since I've... Hung out with anyone... I guess I miss it..."

"Yeah, I sure would! Well, I gotta catch up wit my rad glitchy! But I'll check in wit ya in a little while brah, just hang in dere!"

And then, with a bright puff of colorful smoke, and a rather strange teleport sound, Cross is alone again, unsure whether his mind managed to think up such an intriguing yet terrifying character, or if he really just saw all of that. He wasn't sure, but, if he wasn't losing it... He may have just made his first friend in a long while.

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Remember to attain an appropriate amount of human sustenance, take your meds, and have a good hydration. Don't forget to have a wonderful day, either! Much love from a mothy friend. This is it for my time with you today, But I do hope you enjoyed this chapter you silly little butterflies.

- Arca