NOT TOMMYINNIT ANGST, THIS IS ANGST FOR A DIFFERENT FANDOM WHICH I DIDN'T WANT TO CREATE A WHOLE NEW BOOK FOR

The fandom is called the Sock SMP.

Hi Family!

suggested song: Arcade

Socks still remembered Meme. (pronounced memey)

He thought about him too much.

"I have a medical degree, I'm a doctor, Socks! Come on, why don't you believe me?"

"Hey Socks, let's go into MedBay, just the two of us."

"Socks, date me!"

"I love you Socks."

Meme made him think of TbhHonest.

"No! I'm dating Meme now!"

"Tbh you can't separate our love!"

"Get away from us!"

And Blaza.

"It's okay Socks, if Tbh has Meme you have me!"

"He won't need you Blaza!"

He missed Meme so much. His boyfriend, his lover.

He remembers the kisses they'd steal in Security, pretending to watch the cameras.

Socks wishes they could go back to those times. When Meme had decided they should be friends, and only friends, he lived with it. Best friends.

He tried to forget, as Meme announced his engagement to Wictoria. (pronounced Victoria)

He couldn't forget after he was accused of destroying a village and assassinating her.

~~~~~~~~

Meme was angry.

He was thinking about Socks, and Socks made him angry.

He had broken out of jail, which no innocent man would. He was on the loose, and somebody, most likely Socks, had stolen Meme's medical degree.

He knew why Socks killed Wictoria.

Jealousy.

Socks and he used to date. They don't anymore. Clearly Socks wants him back.

(he wants him back too)

~~~~~~~

"We are at war."

"Die!"

"SOCKS SIT DOWN NOW! THIS IS A FUNERAL!"

"Our farm! What happened?"

"They killed me!"

"Bring out the tank!"

"Socks no!"

"Bye bye medical degree!"

~~~~~~~

Socks burnt it up.

He'd helped Meme study for that degree. 

He'd brought the man coffee late at night.

He'd washed his cookie monster hoodie for maximum comfort.

Meme didn't deserve his love.

(but he still loved him anyway)

~~~~~~~~~

He'd spent his entire life on that degree.

He'd wanted to be a doctor forever.

When they dated, Socks had supported him through the hard times.

He'd encouraged him.

He'd been so loving. 

(he missed how loving Socks had been)

~~~~~~~~~

"Socks shut up!"

"I am a real doctor!"

"See, Tbh supports me!"

"Come on, Socksy!"

"I love you Socks."

Meme, come back.

Meme, Socks still loves you.

~~~~~~~~

"Go away Meme!"

"Wanna have a private conversation?"

"Meme come on, we've got to catch Blaza!"

"I'll protect you Meme!"

"Meme, I love you..."

Socks, wait a little longer.

Socks, Meme still loves you.

~~~~~~~~~

"Surrender." Socks's voice was low, and threatening.

"No. You will surrender." Meme was equally authoratative. "You and your people will surrender to mine, and you will return to your jail cell."

"We have equipment, we have guns and tanks. Meme, don't make me fight you."

"We will not surrender, Socks. This is war. It is your choice to fight me."

"Then I shall do so."

~~~~~~~~~~

Blaza fought Nadwe. Mufinjuice floated in the sky in his chair, doing nothing for either side.

Oompa and Dino operated the tank.

The only places untouched were the chapel, the wedding place, and Socks's and Meme's fight.

~~~~~~

Meme panted from his hiding spot. He'd been hit once with Socks's gun, and didn't want an encore.

He was fighting Socks. Meme grabbed his own gun and took a deep breath.

He stepped out of hiding.

"Socks."

The spaceman turned to him.

"Meme."

This was it.

~~~~~~~

Socks waited. Meme would make the first move.

He hoped Meme would make the first move. He didn't want to hurt Meme.

Meme had shot him in the leg. Socks had hit Meme's lower right side.

He didn't want to do this.

~~~~~~~~~

The two of them had three lives each.

One of them goes home with two.

~~~~~~~

Two shots rang off at the same time.

If you would investigate, you'd find one dead body.

His hand points his gun to his own head, where a bullet breaks his head open.

Another gun lies abandoned ten feet away. It appears to be the source of the bullet lodged in the body's chest.

A small puddle of tears is next to the body.

You see that the body has been moved, hugged tightly, presumably by the owner of the other gun.

You can tell that the other person was distracted, or distraught, by the bloody tracks.

The tracks disappear as you follow them, but you already know who won the duel.

You watch the body respawn, the blue outfit fading into thin air

~~~~~~~~

FatMemeGod was slain by Socksfor1

A/N socksfor1 is awesome

I love you all!

Please do not self harm or commit suicide

Bye Chat!

~Tanner/River/any parental title