mindcracklove | {Prompt Swap} Silly Faces [Guude/Chad] {Crackpack AU}

Prompt Swap! I was given brynae's prompt, which was "Messing with someone while they sleep". My first prompt swap ever, so I hope I did it justice. Enjoy!

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Chad grumbled as he hiked up to where his gravestone was. He had died again due to his jetpack malfunctioning and sending him plummeting down off the edge of the space ship him and Guude had been working on. When he reached the lone gravestone on top of the small hill, Chad couldn't believe his dumb luck. His grave was placed on stone with all of his stuff buried underneath. He wiped the remnants of his blood from the smooth stone and placed his wrist up to his mouth. A small radio was hidden their, just under the first few layers of skin. If Chad remembered correctly, it was Etho's idea to have all of Best Team fitted with these devices. They were easy enough to program different frequencies so you could talk to whichever teammate you wished, at any distance. At the moment, Chad's was set to the same frequency as Guude's, who was still up on the ship.

"Guude," Chad spoke into the radio, "could you throw down a pick, my stuff is buried under smooth stone. Over."

No answer. Chad sighed and made sure his equipment wasn't broken (wouldn't be the first time) and tried again.

"Guude, do you copy? I need a pick to get my stuff. Over."

Still no answer. Chad was starting to get a bit annoyed and began to dig his fingers into the smooth surface of the stone, making claw-like marks in it. He repeated this over and over until his fingers bloodied and the stone cracked. He shoved the remnants of stone out of the way and collected his things from under the grave.

"Dammit Gudde." Chad mumbled to himself as he slipped on his jetpack and noticed his fingers. If this was a joke, it wasn't funny. Chad flipped on his jetpack and ascended upwards towards the frame of their spaceship. When he landed on the cobble structure, Chad marched over towards where he'd last seen Guude.

"Guude, why wern't you answering your radio? Is it-" Chad stopped speaking when he found where his friend was. Guude seemed to have fallen asleep, with one arm curled around his turtle Wilson. Chad stood shocked for a few seconds before he covered his mouth to stiffen a giggle. He took a few steps closer to Guude, still trying not to laugh at how fast he seamed to have fallen asleep, and got down on his knees so he was leaning over Guude. Chad brushed a few strains of his red hair out of his face and smiled. Guude had fallen asleep and left himself completely vulnerable to anything and everything that Chad could do to him. Chad quickly began digging in his pocket for something he could use to draw on Guude's face. After fumbling around for a few seconds, he pulled out a single lump of charcoal, the black substance rubbing onto his fingers. Chad took two fingers and brushed them both over the charcoal until they were covered in black and moved them over to Guude's face. He pressed his fingers on top of Guude's upper lip and drew a long, curly mustache on his face. He giggled like a child to himself and began working on Guude's eyebrows to make them look bushier. To do this, Chad had to move Guude's bangs out of the way, which he proceeded to dye black with all the charcoal that was on his hands.

"Whoops, oh well, It'll wash out. Probably." Chad said as he drew on Guude's eyebrows, changing them from blonde to black. He pushed Guude over so he was laying on his back, no longer curling around Wilson, and gave him a goatee with the remaining powder on his fingers. Chad stood up to get a full look at his masterpiece before giggling again at how dumb Guude looked. Chad had one more idea before Guude woke up and he ran over to one of the many chest scattered about. He dug around in it a little before he found what he was looking for. A camera. Chad snapped a few photos as fast as he could before slipping the camera into his inventory. He would have to print the pictures off the camera before Guude noticed it missing, an easy task. Chad took one last look at Guude before flying over to the other side of the space ship were he would continue "sketching" out the rest of it.

'I'll let him sleep for now.' Chad though to himself as he watched Guude roll over and curl up around Wilson again in the distance. He smiled to himself and began laying more cobble out and brushing the evidence off his fingertips.

A/N: There's no Chad tag? D: