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Z was familiar with getting mocked for being, ahem, a little bit gay back in highschool. Yeah he was, what about it? As they say, everyone's a little queer.
But he didn't expect that he would be mocked for this again, in Minecraft of all things. And by the annoying eye entity, too.
Whatever. He could just ignore the words that were being said to him. Although... that was certainly easier said than done.
“Ze! Ze! Ze!”
Z turned around to see Regect holding, uh, something. He didn't know what it was at first glance.
“The hell's that?” He asked, inspecting the strange... Tesseract. Seriously, from where does he keep getting all these things?
“Oh you know, just, uhh, found it while mining. Yeah.”
“Why were you mining anyway? Can't you just–”
“Okay okay! Whatever! That's not important.” Regect walked past Z and placed the tesseract down on the floor. Z did not know its purpose and did not want to know. He didn't care.
‘You.’
Z jumped at the word. Oh man, it's the eyes again. Fuck.
‘Stop. Being like that.’
“Like what?”
‘You know. Queer.’
You would've thought that the eyes weren't being serious because they sometimes roleplayed as Regect. Well, it seemed that they were actually serious. Seriously, what's wrong with gay people??
“Okay man, I really don't know what your problem is, but I just wanted to tell you that I actually find this slightly funny. But I'd prefer if you stop talking to me.”
“Ze who are you talking to–”
“Homophobes.” He cleared his throat, “Actually, specifically the eyes.”
“Wait, you're gay?”
“You... You didn't know?”
“Oh, Ze, man, that's awesome!” Regect pat Z's back with a chuckle. “I support you dude!”
Z thought that Regect was too excited about this but didn't ask about it.
“Uh, since you're gay and all, me and Moe could. Um. Throw a party. Because you're gay. And came out to me.”
“...Why the fuck would you–”
“Moe! Get the balloons!” Regect called out. Geez, this day was already going great.
‘I know what you are.’
“Shut up, dude.”
The trio was sitting on the sofa, like usual, except that the only new sight here was rainbow decorations. Rainbow cake, rainbow balloons, rainbow confetti, and a banner decoration with ‘Happy Gay’ written on it for some reason. Z cringed at the sight but sat there on his ass anyway.
He wanted to go to sleep already. Hell, he was tired before the party even started.
“Dude this cake is absolutely delectable,” Regect said with his mouth full of said cake.
“Wow, big word there. Congratulations. Also don't talk with your mouth full.” Z sighed, but then looked at Regect in confusion, “..Wait, how can you even eat?”
“Honk honk! Honk. (I made the cake! Is it good?)” Moe honked before taking a bite of the cake.
“It's great, Moe,” Z and Regect said at the same time, and then looked at eachother with annoyance.
The three enjoyed the dessert, Moe not saying (or honking) anything, while Z and Regect bickered like usual.
But then Regect had to leave for a couple minutes while Moe went to the bathroom, and Z was left alone. Actually, not alone, because the damned eyes were still there.
‘Gay. Gay. Homosexual.’
“You're not good at this whole homophobia thing, you know.”
‘Fuck you, faggot.’
“Dude, can– Can you even say that?” Z looked around the room in hopes of getting to see the eyes and showing them his middle finger, but they weren't anywhere. Unfortunately, he had to admit that he fell for the ragebait.
Soon enough, Moe came back and the eyes stopped chanting slurs at him. He thanked whatever gods there were up in the sky, and also Moe.
“Honk honk. (You look angry.)”
“Oh, it's just the eyes ragebaiting me again. They stopped when you came back, though.”
“Honk honk! Honk honk, honk. (If you want, I can stay by your side all day.)”
“Nah, no need. Don't wanna bother you.” He shook his head and drank his remaining apple juice.
A few minutes passed and Regect came back. Of course, he just couldn't be normal for once.
“What's up guys,” the entity came in wearing a rainbow sweater, one rainbow sock, and his ankle monitor (?) was now rainbow somehow. “Bought some new stuff.”
Z facepalmed. “Dude you look even gayer than me.”
“Whatever! I wanna support my gay friend over here!”
Z was even more confused when Regect called him his friend, but he was cut off right when he was about to ask about it.
“Okay, since you're gay and all, I got you pop-tarts that definitely aren't poisoned and these rainbow socks!”
He didn't know if Regect bought (or stole) these out of whatever kindness he still had in his heart (if he even had one) or just did this to mock Z. Anyway, he still appreciated the gift, even though he thought it was cringy and suspicious.
“Uh... Thanks.” He took the socks and pop-tarts and placed them beside him on the sofa.
Regect muttered a ‘you're welcome’ and went upstairs. Z expected to have a wholesome or funny conversation with Moe, but–
“Honk honk honk, honk. (I could tell you were gay ever since I first saw you.)”
“..Huh? Was it that obvious?”