Chicken-
We'd like to take a moment to say-
ALL MY MOTIVATION KEEPS DYING-
Lol sorry if it takes me a while to update/post at all I just don't want to do anything for like a month.
Anyway this chapter is what smile did last chapter/lore, enjoy!
TW// implied alcoholism
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Smile waved to his boyfriend as he went up to bed, but he never actually went to sleep. He actually used photosynthesis, and that's why he was so weak. Smile never went outside or actually touched any fucking grass, making him a skinny weak gaymer boy.

Smile sighed and reflected on his life, even parts he would rather forget...

Harold, hide the children! It's a flashback sequence!

"Hello kids! My name is B. I'm the ghost of Christmas past, present, and future! Today you'll help me find the Christmas spirit!" B said, smiling gracefully at the select group of children.

"HOLY SHIT YOURE REAL?!" One of the teenagers shouted, backing up by instinct. By fear.
His friend, who was just as scared as he was,  looked around nervously then back at the ghost. B had come to their level and looked pissed.
"Yea, yea, look. My brother is out there and the bastard is snorting Christmas lights or something. I'll give you fake IDs and 50 bucks if you help me find him. Deal?" B said, glaring at them. The kids, who later said their names were Gray and Alexis, set out to find the Christmas spirit.
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B crossed their arms and looked at the sad sack of spirit infront of them
"We found him being kicked out of a bar, Mx.spirit thingy..now can we-" Alexis was cut off by B snapping. That morning when they woke up, they had 50 dollars and a fake ID under their pillow.
B picked up the Christmas spirit only to toss him onto the ground again, waking him up
"AH- WHAT THE HELL B, YOU FUCKER!"
"WHY WERE YOU OUT DRINKING AGAIN?!? CHRISTMAS IS IN A FUCKING WEEK?!?"
"Work causes me pressure, dumbass." He frowned, standing up and grabbing some Christmas lights when suddenly he was pushed back down
"Wh- YOU HAVE A JOB!! RIGHT NOW, THERE-"
"Is millions of kids who need me, no they don't. They generate their own Christmas spirit and I'm gonna go broke. Nada."
"Well shit, guess I should call you Smile because you're so happy." B said with Hefty sarcasm, sitting next to their brother.
Smile laid down, snoring a Christmas light.
"I like that name.." he said, laughing to himself.
"Hey, maybe you could become a streamer too. Run away and punch the old man right in the gut."
Smile looked at his twin, laughing "only if you do it with Me, B fucker."
"Deal."
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Smile looked back at the night. He regarded it as the best and worst night of his life. He was bested by his sibling and two teenagers, but made the choice to start streaming. He is so proud of his life now. Nothing would ever go wrong.
Well, that was a lie, but one smile loved as much as he loved chicken.
And X. X is pretty important too, probably.