Summary: You have a night off and smoke something to relax, but Pezzy and his viewers want you around.
TW: Established relationship, marijuana usage
The serene atmosphere wrapped around you like a cozy blanket, soothing and inviting in equal measure. Each note from the speakers seemed to guide my thoughts into a gentle rhythm, carrying me far from the worries of the world outside your front door. I found solace in this familiar routine, the ritual of unwinding at the end of the day becoming a cherished moment I always looked forward to.
Sly shifted slightly, nuzzling closer to my side, her purring deepening like a steady metronome in the background. It was as if she sensed the need for this peaceful interlude, one that provided companionship not just in the presence of her warm body, but in the way she instinctively lifted my spirits. You glanced at her, brush strokes of contentment painting my heart, and the weight of the world seemed to lift just a little more with every lazy stroke of my hand through her soft fur.
The melody from Spotify waxed and waned, occasionally punctuated by bursts of Pezzy's laughter echoing down the hallway. His voice was the thread weaving through my tranquil tapestry, the absence of visible interaction giving it a playful, intangible quality. I could hear the excitement in his tone, a spark of creativity lighting up the dim corners of the house. He was like a distant star, his energy bathing the room in a soft glow, and I couldn’t help but feel my curiosity pique with every engaging tale he shared with his audience.
“Why is it so hard to get MYTHIC CUBES?!” he shouted at the screen, clearly trying to maneuver his character around the nightmarish toy factory. You chuckled softly, imagining him in his gaming chair, intently focused yet utterly exasperated.
“What music is playing in the background? I'm not playing any music at the moment….”As Pezzy read the question, a mischievous smile spread across his face, and his eyes sparkled with delight. “Oh _ is unwinding from her day, if you catch my drift chat,” he exclaimed, his voice filled with playful intrigue. The chat exploded with emojis and responses, each one trying to decipher the underlying mystery, buzzing with curiosity as they imagined what could be happening in your cozy little corner of the world.
I chuckled softly to myself, recalling how often Pezzy turned seemingly mundane moments into delightful spectacles. His ability to spin a narrative out of everyday life was his true gift, a magical skill that always drew his viewers deeper into the unfolding story. I remained blissfully comfortable, knowing that the answer to his playful riddle was transporting me into the spotlight—even if just for a moment.
“Come on, chat! What do you think she’s doing? She’s kicking back and enjoying a little quality time with Sly?” Pezzy leaned into the camera, his expression exaggeratedly quizzical as he feigned deep thought.
The chat was buzzing with a flurry of wild guesses. Messages flew past: “She’s definitely a sorceress!” “No, wait, she’s working on a secret formula for her desserts!” “I bet she’s mingling with the spirits of the music in the air!” The wild imaginations were entertaining, and Pezzy, ever the performer, played into each notation with gusto.
“Maybe she’s savoring the secret blend of herbal magic!” he teased, laughing in that distinct way that always made me smile. He instinctively knew how much I loved when he crafted playful narratives around the simplest truths.
“I can see if she’s at a point to come say something to y'all or to see if she wants to join us until the guys are ready to play the game.” Pezzy offered to chat, waiting to see their response. “Okay, okay I'll go see if she's down to join us.” Pezzy gets up out of his chair while taking his headphones off and fixing his hair. He walks out of the room and down the hall right where I was situated in the living room.
With a soft sigh and a gentle stroke to Sly's furry head, I rose from my snug fortress of cushions. The sweet chaos of the living room welcomed me with its familiar embrace—twinkling fairy lights casting warm glows amid scattered game controls and forgotten snacks. Curious, I made my way toward Pezzy's office, curious as to what had sparked this urgent call.
“Yes, my lover?” I spoke softly, taking small steps into his office. Looking at his monitors trying to understand what was the problem. He waved me over to his left side and smiled up at me.
“Hey there, beautiful,” he whispered, his voice tinged with a playful excitement. “Chat is wanting to talk to you or mostly wanting you to take over the stream as always. Especially when I am speed running.”
I could see the flickering lights from the screens illuminating his face, highlighting the spark in his eyes, and it made my heart flutter a little. I was always drawn to that childlike joy in him, especially when surrounded by the laughter and camaraderie of friends. But tonight felt different, as if the energy in the room crackled with anticipation.
I couldn’t help but laugh at his enthusiasm, the kind of joy that was infectious and inviting. “Oh, am I just the secret weapon for your streams now?” I teased playfully, leaning closer to him as I pretended to consider the idea. “What would they do without me, I wonder?”
Taking the moment seriously, Pezzy flashed an exaggerated frown and replied, “I’d probably just be a lonely speed-runner talking to myself. You know how they love your energy!”
“I mean I am pretty great, like c'mon I’m mama mod.” I said slightly slurring my words as I stumbled trying to climb into his lap. I get settled into his lap, as my legs are straddling him, my knees are hitting the back of his chair and my head is laying on his shoulder.
The late evening glow streamed through the large window, casting warm shadows across the cluttered room filled with gaming gear and colorful posters. The soft hum of the computer mixed with the faint electronic sounds from his streaming setup, creating a cozy ambiance that felt like home. Pezzy, immersed in his game, was the picture of concentration, yet his laughter rang out like a bell every time I made a playful jab.
With a dramatic sigh, I lay my head against his shoulder, letting my thoughts drift. “Okay, but seriously, without me, who would keep your chat entertained? I mean, look at all these folks tuning in for ‘Pezzy and the Voice of Chaos’—that’s my new title.” I grinned, causing him to chuckle again, the sound reverberating through the air.
Heeey, so the other day I saw an edit of droid and pezzy on TikTok, it was just them in the clooless couch and it inspired an idea. Imagine a clooless podcast episode where reader is the invited guest and because it's her birthday they're drinking and playing the typical drinking games and as they get drunker throughout the entire episode droid and pezzy are BOTH flirting with her shamelessly, the more drunk the bolder they get, and reader is all shy about it at first but then as the alcohol kicks in she starts to flirt too and idk how to end it tho, maybe puffer and grizzy look at each other, laugh and just end it, idk, but yeah :), I can send you the link to the edit if you want btw
Summary: The "Clooless Podcast" hosts, Droid and Pezzy, introduce the podcast with excitement. They introduce a special guest celebrating her birthday, the fabulous ___. They kick off the episode with a toast, and they raise their glasses filled with colorful cocktails. As the episode progresses, laughter fills the room, so does some flirting.
TW: Alcohol consumption, flirting
Intro music fades in, a light-hearted, upbeat melody fills the air. The voices of Droid and Pezzy, two out of the four charismatic hosts, introduce the podcast with excitement.
“Welcome back, everyone, to another episode of the “Clooless Podcast!" Today, we have a very special guest celebrating her birthday – the fabulous ___!” Droid exclaims, waving his hands around me in a dramatic way.
“That’s right! Happy birthday, ___! We’re so excited to have you here. What do you say we kick this thing off with a toast?” Puffer pops in and pops my alcohol bottle open.
We raise their glasses, filled with colorful cocktails, and clink them together.
“Cheers, guys! Thanks for having me!” I took a shot of tequila chasing it down with some pineapple juice.
As the episode progresses, laughter fills the room, and the podcast launches into the first drinking game: "Never Have I Ever."
“Alright, I’ll start! Never have I ever... kissed someone on a first date!” Grizzy thought hard to ask that question
Both Pezzy and I take a sip, while Droid smirks.
“Oh really, ___? You’ve been on some adventurous first dates, haven’t you?” Pezzy teased with a smirk and his eyebrow raised.
“Um, maybe? I guess I like to live a little dangerously!” I giggled and started blushing like a teenager with a major crush, due to the alcohol.
As the drinks keep flowing, the atmosphere grows more relaxed. Droid and Pezzy start playfully flirting.
“You know, ___, with all that daring behavior, I bet you’re the kind of girl who drives boys crazy!” Droid whispered, but not really, into my ear as he wrapped his arm around me, to pull me closer.
“Or maybe just the two guys sitting right here!” Pezzy blurted out with confidence of someone who has no consequences.
I am initially shy away, to take a sip and feel the warmth of the alcohol emboldening my body. I glanced over at Pezzy with a teasing smile.
“Well, maybe you two are just too easy to flirt with!” I dished right back at him with a wink.
The guys chuckle, leaning closer, enjoying the game and the flirtation.
“Oh, we can step it up! How about we play another round? Let’s call it "Two Truths and a Lie." I bet ___ can stump us!” Droid proclaims as he readjust his jeans and belt.
More drinks are poured, and the game continues. The room fills with stories and laughter as the lines blur between banter and genuine interest.
“So, ___, what’s your biggest turn-on? I need to know how to win that birthday favor!” Pezzy ask non-suspiciously while holding eye contact with me.
I leaned in, a spark of confidence igniting within me as I answered.
“Well, I must say a good sense of humor is definitely at the top of my list… and a bit of charm doesn’t hurt either. Oh, and a bike.” I shrugged, throwing them both slightly under the bus in front of the camera.
Droid raises an eyebrow, moving into the playful challenge. “Oh, charm? Is that what you think you’re seeing right now?”
They all burst into laughter, the alcohol adding to the spirited energy in the air. The episode continues with light-hearted banter and flirtation, the playful tension growing.
As the clock ticks on, the humor and drinks escalate, but so does the camaraderie and connection between everyone. Droid and Pezzy are unabashedly complimenting ___, their teasing growing bolder.
“Honestly, ___, I think we should make this a regular thing! Just the three of us.” Pezzy said forgetting about Puffer and Grizzy.
“ Nah, their reactions make it the best thing,” Droid said motion between Puffer and Grizzy, “And maybe next time, we should add in some karaoke. I hear alcohol makes even the worst singers sound good!”
As they exchange drunken anecdotes and connect over common interests, glances exchanged between Droid and Pezzy signify a growing bond of friendship paired with cheeky rivalry.
Just then, Puffer and Grizzy, the other podcast hosts, get out of their chairs as the atmosphere of fun and flirty tension peaks.
Puffer looks at Grizzy, sharing an amused glance.
“Wow, it appears we’ve walked into a love fest! “ Puffer teased as he walked over to the laptop getup on a desk behind the camera.
“Should we kick 'em out, or just let the magic happen?” Grizzy laughed along with Puffer.
The two laugh, and the room fills with warmth as the camaraderie of friendship solidifies in a blend of shyness, charm, and drunken confessions. Droid and Pezzy can’t help but angle closer to ___, who now joins in the playful banter, her confidence soaring.
With a wink and laughter, Puffer raises his glass again. “To good friends and great memories! Let’s wrap this birthday episode up, folks!”
Grizzy nods and wraps it up cheerfully as they all clink glasses one last time, a signal of continued fun to come in another episode.
Outro music plays as the laughter fades, leaving behind the echoes of a night well spent and the promise of future adventures and even bolder exploits.
The screen fades to black, ending the "Birthday Shenanigans" episode on a high note.
Night of laughter
Astigmatic
Drunk Clooless moments
Three Players?
Clooless Comfort
Surprise Attack
Vibe Haven
A Tender Moment
Fairly Clooless
Not Clooless anymore
The Charm of Cherry Blossoms
Birthday Podcast
Clooless Queen
sleepver stream fic... is alomst 10k.... do yall like the long fics? or break into parts? i feel like it is awkard doing multiple parts, what do yall think?
im like 3.5 hrs into the stream vod should i keep going? time skip only to funny parts? stop at 4.5 hrs? IDKK lmao
Summary: Clip inspired moments that i couldnt make into a full short story :)
TW: cursing, police/pulled over, reckless driving mentioned, sexual innaduo, and cute moments
“And he didn't have to shake any ass.” I said a little disappointed but joking around on stream.
“But, then, what is all this ass for, if I can't shake it?” Pezzy asked in a funny, slightly serious tone as he leaned into his microphone.
I sighed and heard his laughter ring out through my headphones. I face palmed but quickly snapped back “It's for me smacking it, when I come home from one of my shifts.” I quipped with my eyebrows wiggling at him.
“Oh she’s calling me.” Pezzy commented as he pressed accept on Discord, “Sup Beautiful?”
“Ellos!” I cheerfully greeted him, as I finally got him on a call. “What are you doing?”
“Uhh Wizarding, and I'm lonely.” I started giggling as he joined me in my giggle fest. “And our music is overlapping soo, i'm just like ‘Imma call this man, dude.”
“You know that's fair. So, you just wanna chill on the call?” He asked to make sure I was comfortable with it since not a lot of our fans know about us.
“Yee it's late and I know you're speedrunning Poppy anyways.” I said while looking over at his stream.
“Chat is what we do sometimes when our brains are completely dead at 5am and she doesn't have work the next day.” He started laughing because it is true with our ADHD.
“Guys I- I mean, we have great news to spread!” Pezzy exaggerated the big news, “Chat, guys no, we- guys..” Pezzy trails off due to him reading chat and us laughing at their responses.
“Okay. One, I am NOT pregnant. Hell no, not right now, hella bad timing on our ends.” I nervously laugh cause we have definitely not talked about this at all on our own. “Two, no we are not getting Sly a friend, she is enough and she gives me all her cuddles anyways.”
“Anyway, CHAT!” Pezzy screamed into his mic to get back on track. “GamerSups and us have come up with a Pezzy/___ cup. So, that means we get to show you the cup and if you go buy this, make sure you pick up some BBL and use code PEZZY or CLOO to get 10% off your order.”
“But that just doesn't seem right?” I say with a faux confused look on my face, “I thought between February 23 through the 28th, don't they get an additional 11% off their order?” “So technically they get 21% off their order or orders to the big oil princes in chat.” I say with the confidence of a sleazy car salesman.
“Oh my god that is right so chat, Look at this beautiful cup inspired by ___’s animated character and my soda can. Isn't it just so sexy?” He brings the cup to show the camera so everyone in chat could see the details.
“Guys I'm going into my fuckboy biker phase, can y'all get it right?” He says into the mic while looking behind him waiting.
“Uhm, excuse me good sir, who said you can enter that phase? Cause i know it wasn't my ass, cause you're mine honey.” I come into his office and the background is filled with sassiness and possessiveness that's for show, as I put my hand on my hip.
“Baby you know you look so hot right now.” Pezzy says trying to distract me from his stupidness that baited me into coming into his office.
“Hmmm, im watching you sir.” I said with a small attitude as I walked out of his office, I quietly shut his door so Sly and I don't get caught snuggling.
“-- The little soda can logo I have, so if you want to punch it, cuddle it, or kick it, nothing else. Or Fuck it, now you can–””
“Actually chat you cant fuck my soda can, but fuck your own soda plushie when you get it in 12- 16 weeks.” I said into his mic as I climbed into his lap as he wrapped his arms around my waist so I wouldn't fall out of his lap.
“This is my SodaMan.” I say laughing as I try to wrap my arm backwards around his neck. “Okay, but you should definitely use that for twitch like how smii7y has a little milk bag animation. Just use that as a transition of something.” I say laughing getting out of his lap while giving him a quick smooch on the cheek.
The screen fades into Pezzy’s normal background with a ridiculous smile on his face, “So guys who’s buying the new plushie?” He started dying out of laughter and turning red as chat was losing their minds at his girlfriend's antics.
“Fun fact, that was to take one after running the script down with her. Also she did that on the spot so its fucking perfect for Twicth just cant use it for youtube, I recorded a different one but with her help. Sadly she was not the star of the show like in this one.” He explains still trying to get his breath back after laughing so hard.
“Uhhh, there's a lot of cups and mugs all over my kitchen countertop and my coffee table. I wanted to clean it up, and i have been wanting to clean it for a week; but I haven't yet. I'm gonna do it today, though.” Pezzy says depressingly as he motions to the side, “Editor fast forward to the end of the video, ‘I'll do that tomorrow’.” Pezzy jokes as his eyes scan chat in haste to keep up.
___user: Im on my way over with food literally rn, so shush ill clean em
“Babe, no don't clean when you get here. Come chill with us.” Pezzy begs not wanting to seem lazy to chat. “Like no seriously, chat is wanting to talk to momma mod.” He says as his eyes rashly scanned through chat.
Pezzy reclined all the way back in his chair, looking pitiful as ever. He was looking at his phone tracking __ for his food.
“I’m hungry, I’m so mad.” as he drew out the “Y” as if he was a child. “I am throwing a fit, shut up. I want my food and my girlfriend.” He responded to one of the stupid comments from chat.
“I know it's on the way. I want it now!” Pezzy yelled out in frustration and hangry-ness, still watching his phone.
“AHHH!” He screamed out in impatience and annoyance with himself.
Randofan334: you got pulled over the other day?
“Funny story, NOT!” Pezzy screamed into his microphone while manhandling it. “___ and I were out riding yesterday, as per my story. She was riding behind me, til she rolled up beside me at a redlight. Then for some reason she was pretending not to know me and did the bike wave. Once the light changed to green she TOOK FUCKING OFF AND HIT A WHEELIE ON HER R6!” Pezzy howled at chat as he was reliving the story and anger.
“Then red and blue lights started going off behind me, I was thinking ‘ha she deserves it’. NO! THE FUCKER PULLED ME OVER SINCE SHE PUT SOME TYPE OF PAINT ON HER LICENSE PLATE!!” His shrilling was reaching all throughout the house and Chats’ ears. “Thankfully she paid the ticket since it was technically hers, but that fucker got me.”
“Also chat, don't spam her for that. We were fucking around, that's what happens with us. We had fun, but fuck that cop.” He spoke to chat.
Summary: A gentle sunlight streamed through the curtains, painting golden stripes across the bedroom floor. The usual sounds of chirping birds and rustling leaves filled the air, but there was something different about this morning.
TW: Soft love morning, established relationship, kisses, heart warming
You slowly stirred from your slumber, warmth enveloping you like a soft blanket. The soothing presence at your side belonged to Grizzy, your boyfriend, who had an incredible way of making every morning feel extraordinary. His arm was draped over you, and a sense of safety and contentment washed over you.
As you sat up, the faint aroma of coffee wafting from the kitchen beckoned you. But first, you decided to complete your morning ritual of makeup application. You loved this part of your day, it was your time to shine. Opening your cherished makeup pallet—a rainbow of colors and glimmers—your breath caught in your throat. Nestled amongst the shimmering shadows was a note, neatly folded and adorned with a tiny heart.
With trembling fingertips, you opened it, and a warm blush crept across your cheeks as you read the words penned by Grizzy: "I am falling in love with you every. single. day." Your heart fluttered; no ordinary message could evoke such intense warmth and joy. It was like a sprinkle of magic had descended upon your mundane routine, enveloping you in a cocoon of affection.
Eager to express your gratitude and love, you turned to Grizzy, still peacefully asleep. His tousled hair and serene expression melted your heart all over again. You couldn’t help but smile. With a soft kiss on his forehead, you whispered, "Thank you for this wonderful surprise."
Grizzy stirred, his eyes fluttering open, and a sleepy smile spread across his face. “Good morning, beautiful,” he murmured, pulling you closer. In that moment, all was right in the world. You both shared a perfect intimacy that felt like a piece of art—an unspoken bond that connected your souls.
After a warm breakfast filled with laughter and playful banter, you both decided to make the most of the day. It was a special Saturday, and the annual Autumn Festival was in full swing in the town square. With vibrant decorations and the sweet smell of caramel apples wafting in the air, the festival was a celebration of life, love, and the magic of togetherness.
Hand in hand, you meandered through the lively crowd. You enjoyed the vast array of food stalls, opened your hearts to live music, and giggled at the silly carnival games. Each moment felt like a treasure, and Grizzy’s charming jokes, along with the closeness you shared, filled your heart to the brim.
As the sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of orange and lavender, you found a quiet spot under a giant oak tree, where autumn leaves danced around you. Sitting side by side and sharing your dreams, fears, and aspirations, you both carved a place in each other's hearts that felt everlasting.
“Can you believe this?” Grizzy asked, eyes twinkling with excitement as he pointed towards the horizon. “Every day feels like an adventure with you, and I can’t wait to keep falling in love with you even more.”
Your heart swelled with joy as you thought of what the future could hold—filled with countless mornings of whispered notes, warm embraces, and magic moments under the stars.
Bruh let me show you all my pictures from AEW
You ever look at some art your mutual made and you just sit there in stunned silence and awe that one of your friends is out there making jaw-dropping beautiful art just for the hell of it
Summary: Droid and his subscribers reached a goal/dare of Droid wearing a maid outfit (Clip inspo link at the bottom)
TW: Established relationship, kisses
Smack, smack, smack of Droid’s lips
“Chat I don’t think yall understand how bad this is. Especially when I asked ___ to go pick this out for me. It's even worse that she found the perfect size. Because it has these-uhh-hmm string thingys in the back.” Droid rambles to his livestream chat, while readjusting his maid costume and his headband.
“Guys c'mon, I’m killing it lowkey. Like look at me.” Droid starts gaining confidence from his goofiness
__ walks into his streaming room, with a big grin on her face as she sees what Droid was wearing. She crept up behind up as she was observing chat and how she looked on his second stream, making sure she didn't look like a complete hot mess like Droid at the moment
“My, my, my look what we have here. My own submissive maid.” ___ jokes around while walking up behind Droid wrapping her arms around his neck in a weird bent down hug.
“Hey, hey, paws off lady! I have a job to do here.” Droid playfully yells at ___ while pushing her arms off of his body. Then they both started laughing so hard that ___ was leaning on Droid chair, where Droid just pulled her into his lap. A surprised screech escaped ___ mouth as she clung onto Droid, to make sure she didn't have a horrendous fall.
“My, my, how the turned tables; now you're the damsel in distress.” Droid jokes while getting up and the princess carrying me, all still in frame of the stream.
“You know I might be after the stream, but I know I will need a maid to help clean me up.” __ flirty jokes, she leans up to kiss him on the cheek. She jumps down from his arms, and sashays away, out of his office. Droid is just standing there trying to reboot his brain and his whole body.
“You know, chat, I might have to end the stream earlier than usual.” Droid says in a playful tone; he walks back to seat and starts changing the conversation. He loads up the game and gets ready to play the game.
A Clooless Surpirse Attack
Summary: Enjoying your day off by yourself, that funny
TW: Platonic relationships
The sun lounged high in the sky, casting a golden hue over our backyard, I laid all sprawled out comfortably on my sun chair, a blanket of warmth coaxing my thoughts into a trance. My playlist hummed softly, a gentle soundtrack for a perfect, lazy day. But unbeknownst to you, your friends—Droid, Puffer, Grizzy, and Pezzy—were not so peacefully enjoying their morning.
In the shadows of the kitchen/dining room, a conspiratorial meeting was underway. Puffer, with his knack for technology, had hacked into the water gun app and was ready to unleash a sophisticated ambush. Grizzy, with his endless energy, was bouncing with excitement, practicing his sneaky stealth moves. Pezzy, the strategist of the group, had drawn a battle plan on the back of a pizza box, while Droid, the prankster, creatively envisioned how they could turn this simple idea into a video, or a topic on their podcast.
In front of them, remnants of last night’s pizza served as both their sustenance and battlefield strategy. The atmosphere was electric with youthful mischief, and the air buzzed with the promise of an impending adventure.
Puffer, eyes glinting with the excitement of his recent technological exploits, leaned closer, showcasing his phone. “I’ve hacked into the water gun app to modify our settings! We can control the range, the spray patterns, and even sync it to the beat of music we choose.”
“Epic! That means we can launch surprise water blasts and leave them confused with our synchronized strikes,” Grizzy chimed in, bouncing in place. He couldn’t contain his enthusiasm. The mere thought of their impending ambush had him practically vibrating with anticipation.
Meanwhile, Pezzy meticulously traced lines on the pizza box, layering it with doodles, diagrams, and battle plans. “Here’s the plan: we’ll start at this corner of the yard for a surprise attack, then we circle around to launch water balloons from behind the garden shed. Droid, you take the front line and distract them while we flank from the sides!”
Droid, the resident prankster and content creator, nodded enthusiastically. His creative mind ran wild with the possibilities. “And I can film everything! Just think about the footage we could get—the slow-mo, the dramatic splashes! We can turn this into the most legendary episode for our podcast. ‘The Great Water War of Summer 2023!’ It’ll get tons of views!”
With their plan solidified, each member took on a role that best suited their talents. Puffer gathered the modified water guns, fitting them with accessories for optimal function, while Grizzy practiced his low-to-the-ground sneaking technique, perfecting his silent approach. Pezzy checked their ammunition, arranging water balloons with military precision, while Droid set up the camera on a nearby tripod, ready to capture the moment.
As the appointed hour approached, the group exchanged glances filled with mischief and camaraderie. The target of their surprise was you—an unsuspecting sunbather, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing just beyond the kitchen door. A sense of solid camaraderie filled their hearts, igniting their excitement further.
“Alright, team! On my signal!” Pezzy whispered, holding up his finger and counting down. The energy in the room was palpable as they huddled closely. “Three… Two… One!”
With a sudden burst, they flooded into the yard like a playful tide. Grizzy, leading the charge, aimed his water gun with laser focus. Puffer and Pezzy flanked, expertly maneuvering through the yard to their designated spots. Droid, even the showman, activated the camera to capture the magic of their friendship.
The silence was electric. You shifted, sensing something was amiss, but before you could react, they launched into action! Water flew in every direction, bright laughter echoing against the walls of the house as you were caught completely off-guard.
“Surprise!” they shouted in unison as you stood up, wide-eyed and drenched. The sunlit joyous chaos unfolded before you, with slow-motion shots of water splashes, squeals of laughter, and the delightful cacophony of summer fun.
As the playful ambush transformed into an all-out water battle, Droid made sure every moment was captured—slow-motion sprays and gleeful escapes turned into a vivid tapestry of memories that would make for great content. You, initially shocked, broke into laughter, joining in the fray as you quickly grabbed a nearby water balloon to unleash your own revenge.
With laughter erupting from every corner of the backyard, the initial shock of the ambush melted away, leaving nothing but the exhilaration of a water-soaked skirmish. You quickly scanned your surroundings and spotted it—a brightly colored water balloon, just within reach. With newfound determination, you lunged for it, your heart racing with the thrill of battle.
“Time for some payback!” I shouted, my voice ringing with joy filled the air with laughter. In an instant, I was charging forward, aiming my balloon with all the precision of a seasoned water warrior. Grizzy, still caught up in his raucous laughter, turned just as I hurled the balloon toward him.
SPLAT!
The balloon burst spectacularly against Grizzy's chest, showering him with a cascade of water, causing him to stumble backward in surprise. The sight sent me into fits of laughter, which ignited the competitive spirit in the guys even more. Droid, camera in hand, caught it all—the moment of impact, Grizzy’s wide-eyed expression followed by his uproarious laugh, poised proudly for victory.
As I zigzagged around the yard, bursting balloons with the precision of a sharpshooter, Pezzy laughed heartily while dodging the water flurry, all the while yelling, “All’s fair in love and war—I just need to get a few more shots for the ‘great ambush reveal’ ceremony!”
Puffer, never one to back down, charged towards me with his water gun in full blast, expertly spraying me from head to toe. I barely had time to react as you raised your balloon defensively, half-soaked but still laughing.
“Get ready, Puffer!” I yelled, quickly retaliating with a water balloon that grazed his shoulder, sending him laughing into a spin.
The intensity of the battle crescendoed, filled with gleeful shouts and comedic antics—a game where everyone was an unwitting hero in their own epic saga. Droid remained in the thick of it, capturing frame after frame of the chaos unfolding, delighting in the beauty of friendship turned into playful warfare.
As the sun began to slip lower in the sky, painting it with hues of orange and pink, your group was laughing so hard they could barely keep track of water balloons anymore. Instead, it became a free-for-all, with whoever got soaked next was just part of the fun.
Summary: Chat asked a question
TW: Established relationship, cursing
“Alright chat, I'll be back, I got to piss.” Pezzy delivered that statement, as he was getting up he was reading chat.
“Just curious, what is your favorite snack?” He reads
“Titties, most important detail is if they’re ____’s” Pezzy added while taking off his headphones
“Ill be right back.” Pezzy left the camera frame after that
___users: Why is this man always talking about my titties? Or most importantly me?
___users: IM NOT EVEN HOME CHAT! CALM DOWN I WOULD HV BEEN IN HIS OFFICE BY NOW
___users: Chat remember use code Pezzy, not clooless fuck the other guys pepalaugh. Give my man more money
“Chat why are you going wil-Oh nevermind, Hi ___!” Pezzy greeted me
“Noooo babe, I was def not talking about you. Also chat yall need to listen to __ more.” Pezzy agreed with my chat messages
___users: I'll be home in about an hour, you want food? Or nah?
‘You want food-? Oh yea! Imma text you what i want.” Pezzy said grabbing his phone “Chat find yourself a girlfriend or boyfriend like ___”
“Wait babe, did you turn off your focus?”Pezzy asked
__users: yee im driving so i have my phone read me your messages so i can respond.
__users:well im not driving now, SO CHAT STOP YELLING AT ME
__users:oka i got ya order, ill be home in less than 5
“Alrighty babe. CHAT STOP YELLNG AT HER!” Pezzy scolded them.