script shipping • the host x googleplier

sorry i'm late.

this one shot is old! i just wanted to move it to this book rather than have an entire book made for only one one shot!!
soz but ill be updating with a new chapter hopefully soon! ily all <3

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The sun was rising and usually The Host wasn't an early bird, but he just ended up somehow waking up first, he wasn't sure why he was awake at such an early hour but at least now he'd have some time to himself before the other ego's awoke.

Soon enough, Dark was awake and making his entrance, running his hands through his hair and straightening his suit, as he passed The Host, he would nod as a 'good morning' even though there was never anything good about mornings with the ego's. Host would only nod back in return, deciding it was best not to speak.

"Gooood morning gentlemen-!" Wilford walked in, fixing his suspenders, raising an eyebrow as he noticed none of the ego's were around until he noticed The Host, "Host? Are you the only one awake?" The Host only shook his head, looking back down at his book, "Dark is probably awake, right?" Wilford asked as he walked by The Host, he only nodded as Wilford disappeared to find Dark.

About an hour later, Yandere was spinning by The Host in his new skirt that someone had gotten him, a red skirt to match his red hair exactly, "Morning, Hosty!" He said excitedly as he stopped in front of him, "Good morning, Yandere." The Host mumbled, continuing his reading as Yandere spun off, waving.

The Host finally closed the book, making sure to mark his place as he looked up at the clock, sighing, it was already close to 12:00pm and Google still wasn't awake, he had thoughts of maybe going to check on him but Google might find that a bit weird since The Host isn't one to express emotions too much if he doesn't need too or want too. The Host decided to give him another hour, reopening his book with a sigh.

"Good afternoon!" The Host already knew that wasn't Google, way too chipper to be him. That was Bim. The Host nodded once again towards Bim as he waved towards The Host with a smile, "Whatcha' reading, Host?" The Host slowly turned his attention up at Bim, lifting the book and showing him the cover. "Aah, old time-y books, I see." The Host only shook his head as Bim walked away.

Finally, when The Host realized it was close to 1:30pm, he closed the book yet again, standing up and stretching, wincing slightly at the loud popping that he heard, how long had he been sitting in one position without moving? Oops.

The Host fixed his trench coat, finally deciding to check on Google, making his way down a hallway, he wasn't thinking at the moment, usually he'd narrate to himself or narrate in his head if he wasn't focused on something such as reading but instead, as he walked the hallway, his mind stayed blank, that was until he bumped into another figure, "Oof-" Hearing the slightly glitchy tone of the other The Host felt happiness rise in his emotion, but made sure he hid it, not wanting to show it. "Ah, excuse me, Host, I was trying to hurry, I didn't realize I slept so late.."

Without a warning, The Host just pushed all the thoughts telling him why he shouldn't do what he was about to do, and did it, he hugged Google, not too tight, but just a nice and comforting hug, The Host would be too embarrassed to admit he missed Google, but, he did.

"Sorry I was late.." Google mumbled, not protesting to The Host's gesture, gladly returning it, actually, sighing softly as he hugged The Host back, "but, I'm here now."

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fuck i did it again are you proud

-izzy 💕