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trashyswitch · 2 months ago

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Day 24: Joke

Meggy is determined to get SMG4 out of his room. And when he doesn't want to leave, Meggy uses anything around her to make him laugh...even if that means using Depresso the Clown's terrible joke book...

Have some SMG4 and Meggy content! I hope you enjoy!

SMG4 and Meggy had been friends for a long time now. And naturally, Meggy knew a lot about SMG4. She knew about his video-making habits, his lack of socialization, and she especially knew about his struggle to commit to a healthier lifestyle. As much as she was used to SMG4’s habits, sometimes there were moments when he desperately needed to get out of his room and touch some grass.

The first step would be to get into his room. And going into his room wasn’t easy…Though it’s a million times easier now than it was in the ‘IT’S GOTTA BE PERFECT’ video.

Meggy tried knocking on the door first.

“Yeah?” She heard from SMG4 on the other side.

Meggy opened the door a crack and peeked her head in. “Hi SMG4!” Meggy happily greeted.

“Hi Meggy.” SMG4 replied, not looking away from the screen.

Meggy’s smile dropped slightly. “You okay?” She asked, still holding up that happy demeanor.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” SMG4 replied.

Meggy’s smile completely lowered. “Okay, well I’m not.” Meggy told him.

SMG4 widened his eyes and turned to look at her. “What?”

“You’ve been in your room for ages…Can you come out?” Meggy asked him.

“In a minute. I’m almost done with this video.” SMG4 told her, before looking back to the screen.

Meggy narrowed her eyes at SMG4, trying to think. She really wanted to distract him enough to get him away from the screen. But she had to come up with a way to do it without annoying SMG4 in the process. Or try, at the very least.

Meggy walked herself closer to his computer set up. “How long will it take?” She asked.

“Just a few more minutes. But it’ll take longer if I’m interrupted.” SMG4 replied.

Meggy frowned. The way he said that felt…a little hurtful. But, Meggy decided to drop it and take the moment to observe the room around her. She found plenty of shelves of things that were displayed, and a fridge filled with god knows what. There was a camera set-up with a white screen, and a table and chairs on the other side of the room close to the fridge. But of all the things, the books on SMG4’s shelf looked the most interesting.

Looking through the books, most of them looked like graphic novels and mangas. But one smaller book stood out amongst the rest:

[The Funniest Joke Book Ever!

By: Depresso the Clown and Bathroom Readers: Institute]

Meggy blinked once…and then twice. What the hell? She picked it up. What was this doing here? She stared at the book for a moment, noting the cliché book cover. Curious, she opened it up and read the first couple pages.

Reading one of the jokes, Meggy smiled and looked up at SMG4. “Hey SMG4.” Meggy called gently.

“Hm?” SMG4 mumbled.

“What do you call a cow with a twitch?” Meggy asked him.

SMG4 blinked and grew confused. “What?” He asked.

“Beef jerky.” Meggy replied, giggling at herself.

SMG4 groaned and rolled his eyes. “Yikes…”

Meggy smirked slightly. As much as it was kind of annoying him, his reaction was pretty great. So, she kept going.

“Why couldn’t the gnome pay his rent?” Meggy asked.

SMG4 sighed. “Why?”

Meggy smiled brightly. “He came up a little short.” She replied.

SMG4 grumbled and closed his eyes. “Jesus…”

Meggy giggled and kept going. “Why did the little strawberry cry?” Meggy asked.

SMG4 waited a second to respond. “Why?”

Meggy smirked. “Her mom and Dad were in a jam.” She replied, letting out a proud little laugh.

“Where are you getting these jokes-” SMG4 widened his eyes and took the book. “Hey!” He took the book from her and placed it down. “No touchy. Depresso’s jokes are awful anyway.”

Meggy looked at SMG4 with surprise when the book was snatched from her hands. “Aww…” She muttered, crossing her arms. “I liked the book…” She mumbled.

Meggy went silent for a few seconds before remembering a joke that Arin from Game Grumps had said once. “Hey SMG4?” She called.

“What?” SMG43 responded, still clicking away.

“What do you call a fish with no i’s?” The meme played over her voice as she reenacted the joke.

SMG4 widened his eyes as he recognized the reference.

“A FSH!” Arin (Meggy) declared, before cutting to Meggy’s genuine laughter.

SMG4 couldn’t help it…a little smile filled his cheeks. “Jesus…” He muttered, rubbing his forehead.

“Oh come on! I saw that smile.” Meggy teased.

“No you didn’t.” He muttered.

“Yeah I did!” She poked his shoulder. “You’re smiling right now!” She teased.

Meggy giggled and reenacted another joke. “A dyslexic man walked into a bra!” She declared, the sound being undercut by her own laughter.

It would be hard to believe, but SMG4 had to stop himself from laughing at that one. Not only was she telling jokes that were at least somewhat funny, but she was telling them IN ARIN’S VOICE! Which made the jokes a million times more funny!

Meggy gasped. “Come ooon, four~” She poked his side. “I saw that smile.”

SMG4 jumped and tried to ignore it. “Don’t make me pull out another one!” She teased, poking his side a couple more times.

“Meggy!” SMG4 tried to push her hand away.

Then, as if it couldn’t get more ‘funny’, Meggy switched his voice to Chuckles from Legends of Avantris. “How many tickles does it take to get an octopus to laugh?” Chuckles (Meggy) asked.

“Stahap!” SMG4 squeezed his eyes shut as she poked up his ribs.

“TENTACLES!” Chuckles (Meggy) yelled before attacking his ribs with her fingers.

“GaHAHAhahaHA! Meheheggyyyy!” SMG4 felt as the chair was turned around by Meggy before being attacked with more tickles. HAHAHAhahaha! Stahahap it!” He reacted, throwing his hands all over the place. The poor man couldn’t figure out if he should cover up his ribs, or push Meggy away. None of the options would stop her, due to how strong she was.

“Two fish swam into a concrete wall.” Meggy resumed telling bad jokes in Arin’s voice. “The one turns to the other and says, ‘DAM’!” Arin (Meggy) declared before being overshadowed by more of Meggy’s laughter.

SMG4’s laughter actually doubled from the joke alone! “GOHOHOHOD DAHAHAMMIT!” SMG4 shook his head. Something about the jokes, mixed with the tickling, was actually making him lose it! “IHIHIHIT’S NOHOT FUNNYYHYHY!” SMG4 tried to deny the obvious.

“Well clearly, it is! You like my jokes!” Meggy declared.

“IHIHIHI DOHOHON’T!” SMG4 shouted. “GAAAHAHAHA NOT THERE!” SMG4 suddenly screeched and cackled as Meggy’s fingers reached the armpits, SMG4 was completely done for.

“YOHOHOU’RE TICKLING MEEHEEHEEHEE!” SMG4 yelled at her.

“Well yeah, but I’m not even tickling you!” Meggy told him. “All I’m doing is resting my hands in your armpits.” Meggy told him, looking at her immobile hands.

“GEHEHET THEM OHOHOHOUT!” SMG4 yelled.

“I can’t!” Meggy reacted.

“YEHEHES YOU CAHAHAHAN.” SMG4 argued.

“Okay, maybe I can.” Meggy finally admitted. “But do I want to?” Meggy asked next, before shaking her head. “Not even close!” She replied happily.

Gaining enough confidence, SMG4 attempted to push her away with his hands. But the moment he opened his armpits, Meggy dug his fingers in and actually started tickling! And HOLY SHIT, he threw his head back with a long fit of cackles. “BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” SMG4’s mouth was wide, and his eyes had bulged out of his skull for a moment before squeezing shut and grabbing at her upper arm.

“Goodness, you’re more ticklish than I expected!” Meggy admitted. “Does Three know about this?” She asked.

“FUHUHUCK OHOHOHOFF!” SMG4 yelled back.

“I don’t think I will~” Meggy teased.

The tickling lasted for another 10 minutes, before she finally stopped. She had stopped tickling him and gave him a bottle of water to help him calm down.

“Jeeheez…Jesus…” He muttered, drinking more water.

“Is it safe to say I overdid it?” Meggy asked.

SMG4 looked up at her and shook his head. “No…” He took another drink. “No, you were fine.” He replied. “Just not used to it.”

Meggy nodded her head and looked down momentarily.

“Hey Meggy?” SMG4 called.

Meggy quickly looked up to him.

SMG4 was smiling as the voice of Arin overcame him. “A man woke up in a hospital after a serious accident. He shouted “Doctor, doctor, I can’t feel my legs!” The doctor replies “I know, I amputated your arms!”.”

Both SMG4 and Meggy bursted out laughing at the joke as they both walked out of SMG4’s room.

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trashyswitch · 1 month ago

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Mr. Puzzles Deserves Some Christmas Spirit

Mr. Puzzles is trying to take down SMG4. But knowing Christmas is closer to coming, SMG4 tries to come up with a more...innocent way to take down Mr. Puzzles. And it's not anything violent...

This fanfic was for @anxious-lee-ler on Tumblr. I hope you enjoy!!!

SMG4 was searching through the basement, looking for some Christmas decorations. It was nearing Christmas, meaning the group could decorate their place. SMG4 moved himself through the Christmas stuff, moving little bags of wrapping paper, bins of tinsel and boxes of decorations out of the way. But there seemed to be a problem: SMG4 couldn’t find their new christmas tree!

He knew it had to be here somewhere. He had just bought the fake tree a month ago! How could a giant box go missing so fast?!

But SMG4 was pulled out of his thoughts as he heard a shuffling sound. Surprised, SMG4 widened his eyes and froze in place. Fearing the worst, he turned around. “H-Hello?” SMG4 called out.

The man listened for a sound…any sound…But only came up with nothing. So, SMG4 went back to searching.

SMG4 moved a couple more boxes towards the ladder. These boxes had the tree ornaments they had managed to save from the rubble of the old castle. Though there were ornaments missing (for obvious reasons) and a couple of them had been broken, SMG4 still salvaged them, and hoped to put them onto the new christmas tree.

The man had just managed to place another ornament box down onto the ground, when he heard some more shuffling. SMG4 stopped searching and quickly looked around to see if he could catch anything moving. But as he suspected, nothing was behind him. Poor SMG4 mentally began to hope he was just hearing things…

Hopefully it isn’t Depresso the clown and his rat friends again…They had been a menace the first time, and he knew Depresso and the rats were hidden somewhere underground. Where though, he had no clue. And he had no desire to find out.

SMG4 slowly returned to searching, though he kept an eye on any more sounds. He moved one box, and then looked behind him. He moved another two boxes, and checked behind him again. He moved two more boxes, and checked behind him.

It was only this third check that SMG4 FINALLY saw a black shadow moving behind him. The creature looked…slender and skinny?

SMG4 widened his eyes. So there IS a creature moving around down here! His ears aren’t deceiving him! But…With that in mind, who was it?!

SMG4 narrowed his eyes and moved himself towards the area the shadow had run off to. Fearing the worst, SMG4 opened a box and picked up an empty cardboard tube. Though it wouldn’t do much damage, it should surprise the person if he hit them across the head with it.

SMG4 slowly moved his way up to the corner, nervously holding up the cardboard roll like a baseball bat. His hands were shaking, and he looked nervous. On one hand, he was NOT in the mood to deal with any shadows lurking in the basement. But on the other hand…SMG4 HAS to figure out what’s down here! If he doesn’t, then who knows what’ll happen!

Slowly, he walked up to the low tower of boxes, and peered over the other side. Let’s see what this creature is.

Suddenly, a light turned on!

Wait! That’s no light! That’s a SCREEN!

“WELL, WELL, WELL!” The screen suddenly declared, jumping out of his hiding spot and into the open area. “Well, look who it is!” The shadow cheered happily.

“AAH!” SMG4 hit the shadow on the head with the cardboard roll.

“It’s- Ow!” The screen jumped back slightly. “Hey!” SMG4 widened his eyes, noticing as the creature stumbled back. So it DOES work…

“Welcome to-” SMG4 whacked him again. “OW!” The creature fell back a bit, before shaking its TV head and looking at him. “Ahem…My apologi- Ow!” The creature yelped as he was whacked with the roll again. “SMG4- OUCH! Stop it!” The creature held out his hand to block it. “Now hold on-” The roll smacked him on the hand this time. “OW!” The creature reacted, holding the back of his hand. “Geez, you’re strong!” The person reacted.

SMG4 pointed to the creature. “What are you doing here?!” SMG4 asked. “I thought I got rid of you!” He reacted.

“Ooooh, SMG4…” The creature’s screen grew staticky as its face grew deranged. “You really think a few hits can bring me down?”

WHACK!

“Get back, Puzzles!” SMG4 yelled at him.

“Ow!” The creature rubbed the side of its TV head. “Though you have a strong hand, I’ll give you that.” The creature admitted.

“Stay back, Mr. Puzzles!” SMG4 warned. “Or I’ll destroy you again!” He threatened.

“Oh, SMG4…” The creature leaned in. “Don’t you know it’s christmas time?” The creature laughed. “The time for joy! And excitement! A time for giving! And opening presents!” The creature cheered. “And depending on your religion, a time to celebrate and take a much-needed rest!” The creature mentioned.

SMG4 widened his eyes for a moment, pausing…Only for him to reel back the cardboard roll again. But Mr. Puzzle’s finger moved up to Four’s face. “Ah ah ah~” He wiggled his finger. “Christmas isn’t the time for violence~” Mr. Puzzles warned. “You wanna get presents from the big man in the north pole, don’t you?” Mr. Puzzles asked him, pointing to the ceiling.

SMG4’s face softened slightly. As much as he hated it, Mr. Puzzles had a point. If SMG4 wants presents this year, then he needs to be smart about this. No violence. Something merciful to keep Mr. Puzzles in line…At least until Christmas is over.

But with that in mind, what can he do?!

“Aaah, I see you’re lowering your weapon!” Mr. Puzzles reacted. “What a wonderful start!” He cheered happily. “Now: if you still want to beat me down, I would like to see what ‘passive’ options you come up with.” Mr. Puzzles leaned in with an excited face. “Indulge me, Four!”

SMG4 had to admit…He had no ideas. Not yet, anyway. How does one inflict pain in a way that doesn’t hurt the person? There’s no such thing as that! …Right?

SMG4 began to think carefully.

“Oooh, we’ve got a thinker on our hands. Please, take your time. And make it count!” Mr. Puzzles announced.

SMG4 thought for a few more moments. Would teasing count as a ‘naughty’ thing to do? Surely yes, right? So that’s off the table. What about a pillow fight? As fun as that would be, SMG4 feared ending up on the naughty list because he broke Mr. Puzzle’s glass face. Maybe in the future. But for now? No pillow fights.

Gosh…this was proving to be tough.

“Tough choice, huh SMG4?” Mr. Puzzles teased. “Well, no need to worry! We have several hours, and many days until Christmas!” Mr. Puzzles declared. “Which means, plenty of time to come up with my doom!”

SMG4’s eyes suddenly widened as an idea filled his head.

Mr. Puzzles noticed this reaction immediately. “Oh?” He reacted. “Does someone have an idea?” He asked.

SMG4’s face morphed from shock, to pure mischief in a matter of seconds. This facial change alone, made Mr. Puzzles nervous. Did he do it? If so, what did he come up with? Is it gonna hurt? Will it be psychologically scarring? What kinda punishment could SMG4 have come up with?!

“It looks like I DO have an idea.” SMG4 declared, in a rather smug tone. “Something…Almost no one would’ve thought of. Something that perhaps, Santa may approve of.” SMG4 taunted him.

Little droplets of sweat filled Mr. Puzzle’s face. Uh oh…He didn’t like that response. Something told him this was NOT gonna be fun…Maybe fun for SMG4, but not for himself.

“I just have a small question to ask you:” SMG4 told him with a big smirk on his face. “Are you ticklish?”

Mr. Puzzle’s TV face morphed from fear, to confusion…to horror in a matter of seconds. “Wh- HUH?!” Mr. Puzzles backed up slightly. “I-I-”

“What’s the matter, Mr. Puzzles? Wasn’t what you expected?” SMG4 asked him with a chuckle.

Mr. Puzzles stared at him, and took another step back. “D-Don’t you dare.” He warned.

“Don’t dare what?” SMG4 asked.

“I-” Mr. Puzzles tried to run away, but ended up tripping on a box behind him. “Uh OH!” Mr. Puzzles yelped as he fell onto his back. “Ow-!” Mr. Puzzles shook his head and held it, before widening his eyes at the white and blue man standing right beside him.

“Took a little tumble?” SMG4 asked with a spongebob-like smirk. “Don’t worry. This’ll be over as soon as you promise to not cause trouble this christmas.” SMG4 told him, cracking his knuckles backwards.

“I won’t bother you during christmas! I promise!” Mr. Puzzles tried to protest.

“Oh, I know. But I need to be sure.” SMG4 started off tickling the closest side to him.

Mr. Puzzles jumped and yelped, before actively lifting SMG4’s hands off him. Just for a moment, SMG4 looked shocked. But that surprised face quickly reverted to calm as he moved his hands back. “Fine. Looks like I’ll have to go for the armpits next.” SMG4 declared, scooting himself up to his chest and shoulders.

“NO!” Mr. Puzzles shrieked and tightened his arms against his sides. “NO. You’re NOT!”

SMG4 widened his eyes slightly, before carefully lifting up Mr. Puzzle’s arm himself. Surprisingly, Mr. Puzzles’ strength was very…weak right now. Because SMG4 was perfectly able to grip and lift up his arm with no problem. Looks like Meggy’s work out routine is helping him! “H-Hey!” Mr. Puzzles grunted and tried to lower his arm. But for some reason, SMG4’s strength was overpowering him! How in the world?!

“Well, isn’t this a funny day?” SMG4 reacted with a chuckle, before shoving his fingers into Mr. Puzzle’s underarm.

“NOOO!” Mr. Puzzles squealed and shrieked, as he tried to squish Four’s fingers under his arms. But SMG4’s strength, mixed with his lack-of strength, was making SMG4 overcome whatever stood in his way. Or rather, whoever stood in his way.

SMG4 weaved his fingers deeper in and started digging and fluttering his fingers.

Mr. Puzzles shrieked and guffawed, squeezing his eyes shut as he did all he could to keep his laughter in. “N-NO! S-STOPIT!”

“Poor Puzzles…Is someone unable to handle the tickles? We barely started!” SMG4 reacted.

“Y-YEHES!” Mr. Puzzles squeaked and shook his head. “Well, I don’t know if you noticed…But you’re telling me yes, and your head is telling me no. So which one is it?” SMG4 asked somewhat casually.

“SH-SHUHUT UP!” Mr. Puzzles grunted as he tried his hardest to keep his laughter from escaping his TV speakers.

SMG4 was smirking as he heard bits of laughter slowly escaping the man’s speakers. “If you let out the laughter, then-” SMG4’s words trailed off as he observed the buttons on Mr. Puzzle’s TV head. “Hmmm…I wonder…”

“W-Whaha?” Mr. Puzzles looked up at SMG4, showing slight confusion amidst his attempts to stop his laughter.

SMG4 reached his other free hand over to the buttons. Looking down, SMG4 quickly notices Mr. Puzzle’s widening eyes. He places a finger onto a button first.

“H-HEY!” Mr. Puzzles reached up, but jumped as the finger pushed down on the button. Just a single press of the button made him squeak.

SMG4 looked surprised as well. “Oh wow…” He reacted, moving to another button.

This one appeared to be the volume dial…Cause when he touched it, he quickly noticed the jump and giggle from the TV villain. “STAHAP! Ohoho gohod- Nahahat thehere! Nahahahaha!” And when he turned the dial, his laughter seemed to increase! “Hehehey! StahapstOPSTOPNO! GAHAHAHAHA!”

This shocked SMG4! It looked like Mr. Puzzles’ laughter seems to move up in volume whenever he turned the dial back and forth! Just like a real TV, Mr. Puzzle’s laughter would increase in volume whenever he increased the volume!

Which, I guess that makes sense if you think about it. But he never would’ve known if he didn’t try. This made him wonder: What if SMG4 turned the dial the other way? Curious, SMG4 turned the dial the other way to make the volume go down a few pegs.

“eEEK! STAHAHAP! THIHIhihis ihis sohoho mehehehean!” Mr. Puzzles reacted, his speaker volume going down somewhat.

Huh…Alright. So the volume dial works just fine. This brings even MORE questions! What about the dial below this one? “Nonono! Stop! Stay away from that!” Mr. Puzzles tried to order.

Still curious, SMG4 moved his hand to the other dial. He touched it, making Mr. Puzzles jump with surprise. And then, SMG4 started turning it clockwise.

*Click, click*

“NOHO!” Static screens would interrupt his laughing every time the dial clicked. “HAHAHA- *Tsss* -HAHA! STA- *Tsss* -HAHAHAP *Tsss* -IHIHIT!” Mr. Puzzles shouted helplessly.

SMG4 raised an eyebrow. How in the hell- “Geez, man. I’m surprised you could handle us using you for all these years.” SMG4 reacted.

Mr. Puzzles’ screen eyes appeared to be animating bits of tears. “IHIHI’M GONNA KIHIHILL YOHOHOU!” Mr. Puzzles shouted at him.

“Listen, I know. I wanna kill you too. But until the big man upstairs brings the presents, this is the most we can do right now.” SMG4 told him.

“IHIHI DIHIDN’T WAHAHANT THIHIHIS!” Mr. Puzzles shouted.

“What did you want, then?” SMG4 asked him.

“IHI WANTED TO CHAHAHAHAT!” Mr. Puzzles yelled.

SMG4 narrowed his eyes. “Hmmmm…I don’t believe you.” SMG4 told him.

“COHOHOME OHOHOHON!” Mr. Puzzles looked at SMG4 with growing tears of mirth in his eyes. Though he seemed to be handling it fine before, Mr. Puzzles now looked desperate for it to stop.

And SMG4 noticed this right away. “Oh god…” SMG4 moved his hand away. “My bad.” The moment his hands stopped, Mr. Puzzles gasped and heaved helplessly. His heaving was followed up by what sounded like laptop fans whirring inside.

“Wait, you have lungs?!” SMG4 asked, surprised.

Mr. Puzzles heaved and puffed. “Y…Yeah…*huff* Yeah…I…*huff* I do.” Mr. Puzzles admitted. “Well…*huff* K-Kinda.” Mr. Puzzles admitted. “Ohgod…*huff*...” He mumbled.

SMG4 chuckled a bit. “You’re really that ticklish, huh?” he asked.

This single question was followed up by a gloved punch to the face from the TV man. SMG4 yelped and fell to the ground, holding the side of his head. “Ow!” SMG4 reacted.

“That’s what you get.” Mr. Puzzles spat. “Followed by this.” Mr. Puzzles picked up the cardboard roll from before, and started smacking SMG4 across the head and back with it.

“Hey- OW! D- AH! Stop!” SMG4 yelled. “HEY- OOF!” SMG4 yelped as the roll smacked him in the nose. “Ow…” SMG4 rubbed his nose awkwardly. “Alright- OW! ALRIGHT! I get it!” SMG4 argued.

“That was humiliating!” Mr. Puzzles yelled at him. “I hope you don’t go around doing that to all your enemies!” Mr. Puzzles exclaimed.

“What? Hitting them with cardboard? Or tickling?” He asked for clarification.

“The tickling thing!” Mr. Puzzles yelled back. “No! I never tickle my enemies! The only people I tickle are my friends…And SMG3.” SMG4 mentioned. “SMG3 is the only real ‘enemy’ I tickle.” SMG4 admitted. “And that’s because he won’t stop bothering me and threatening to expose my search history.” SMG4 admitted.

“Okay, good.” Mr. Puzzles grumbled and picked up something. “Here’s your stupid tree, by the way.” Mr. Puzzles let it tip and towards SMG4’s head.

SMG4 yelped and jumped back. “Hey-” He caught the box and flipped it around. “Oh, great!” SMG4 looked up awkwardly. “Thanks…I guess.” SMG4 mumbled.

“Yeah, whatever. Just get your shit and leave. I’ll leave you alone for christmas.” Mr. Puzzles mumbled to him, sitting down on an upside down blue bin and reading a newspaper.

SMG4 noticed his attitude as he put the tree down. It didn’t take much for SMG4 to realize Mr. Puzzles could be lonely. It was evident on his screen face.

So, SMG4 opened one of the boxes, and grabbed some Christmas lights. He grabbed an old coat rack stand from the corner, and brought it closer to an outlet. With that done, SMG4 wrapped the Christmas lights around the coat rack, and made it fall down somewhat to resemble large waves of lights.

“What are you doing?” Mr. Puzzles asked him. “Just a little something small.” SMG4 admitted as he grabbed some old ornaments (specifically some that were not really touched) and hung them up onto the hooks around the stand. Lastly, SMG4 grabbed a Mr. Puzzles plush, and put a light-up necklace around it. Turning on the light-up necklace, SMG4 put the Mr. Puzzles plush onto the top of the tree. “There.”

Mr. Puzzles looked up right as SMG4 plugged in the Christmas lights. Right away, Mr. Puzzles gasped at the look of the ‘christmas tree’. You’d never expect it, but…It actually looked…kinda beautiful in a way. And Mr. Puzzles looked at it with surprise and…almost wonder. “It’s…” Mr. Puzzles stared at it. “I…Thanks.” Mr. Puzzles responded, unsure what else to say.

SMG4 smiled as he picked up the tree box and moved it up to the floor above the ladder. “You’re welcome.” He told him. He picked up a few more boxes, and brought them to the main floor above the ladder as well, before grabbing the handle to the door. “Merry Christmas, Mr. Puzzles.” SMG4 told him, gently dropping a present down to Mr. Puzzles before closing the door.

Mr. Puzzles noticed this present, and got up. He picked up the christmas present, and read the label. It said ‘To Meggy’, but the name ‘Meggy’ was scratched off with a blue pen, and replaced with ‘Mr. Puzzles’ in somewhat bad writing. This was followed by ‘From, SMG4.’.

Mr. Puzzles tilted his head. A present? For him? He opened up the present, to see what was inside. And…

Oh my gosh…It was a Leggy plush! It was so cute! And it looked so sad! Mr. Puzzles hugged the plush tightly. He was going to cherish this plush forever.

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