Duke and Fierdan Blogging Skit

One Week after the last skit post.....

[Duke and Fierdan sharing a computer and blogging]

Duke: I thought you hated memes.
Fierdan: *scrolling and occasionally clicking the computer mouse*
Duke: You know those are memes, right?
Fierdan: *clicks tongue and continues scrolling*
Duke: You were lying last week. You actually do like memes!
Fierdan: *long, exaggerated sigh* I do hate memes. They're horrible graphic design edits, and they make no sense.
Duke: *puts hands behind head* (been imagining them as humans for a lot of recent skits) Those are memes that you are liking and reblogging.
Fierdan: *leans back in chair and faces Duke* These posts are different. They have quality. Not like those pathetic memes.
Duke: I always imagined you enjoying memes. You even remind me of some.
Fierdan: I'm nothing like a meme!
Duke: *smirks and points to a specific meme* That is so you, Fierdan, stop lying!
Fierdan: I don't see it.
Duke: Well, of course it's not literally you. I mean the existential crisis and despair part reminds me of you.
Fierdan: Oh.. I think I get it now.
Duke: Wow, really?
Fierdan: No, you idiot.
Duke: Oh, you're still being rude? Okay.

[Three minutes later]

Fierdan: Ugh, what did you do?! You mess up everything, I swear!
Duke: I did nothing. Stop yelling at me!
Fierdan: You're yelling, too!
Duke: No, I'm not! You started it!
Fierdan: Because of what you did!
Duke: I'm the one who messes up everything, huh? How about you look at yourself for once, Fierdan? I'll get you a mirror since you obviously don't have one.
Fierdan: Uh.. I have a mirror.
Duke: I highly doubt that. How about I "borrow" Sparkle or Dawn's and bash your head through it? I know how it feels like with a hand, and I bet it'll feel far worse with your face.
Fierdan: *laughs* You're funny, Duke.
Duke: Funny, you say? You'll regret your words.
Fierdan: You don't scare me.
Duke: You used to scare me, but now you should be scared of me. The actions I did to him were more brutal and cruel than what you did to anyone.
Fierdan: Okay, then tell me Duke. Are you so conceited that you take pride in being a monster?
Duke: *laughs* Did you forget? I am a monster that you created.
Fierdan: You're more human than demon.
Duke: It's your fault that I've been evolving into a monster! I'm part you and part Soulless. Do you think a person who isn't a demon like me would be able to do what I did to them? If you hadn't messed with me, I would have died with the first bullet.
Fierdan: I guess not...
Duke: *baring teeth* Everything.. everything is your fault. You made my life hell. I couldn't be normal all because of you.
Fierdan: You know nothing about living in hell.
Duke: I'll do anything to be normal. To have a regular body. But I can't have that. You're the one who created this hell. I freaking hate you!

[Ten minutes later, and they're blogging again.]

Fierdan: Where is that blog?
Duke: Which one?
Fierdan: The one with the cry-tip-ids.
Duke: Cry-tip-ids?
Fierdan: You were calling those posts memes.
Duke: Oh, you mean those cryptid memes.
Fierdan: Yeah, they were about cry-tip-ids.
Duke: It's pronounced cryptids.
Fierdan: Do you really want to start another argument?
Duke: *sighs* No.
Fierdan: Okay, now let me find it.

[Two minutes later, Fierdan finds the cryptid blog.]

Fierdan: *points to a cryptid* This one looks nice, doesn't it?
Duke: I don't care about cryptids. They aren't real.
Fierdan: Are you insulting my cryptid friends?
Duke: Ha, you said cryptid!
Fierdan: So what? They're cryptids.
Duke: *rolls eyes*
Fierdan: *staring at computer screen* I wonder if I'm able to create or summon cryptids.
Duke: Please don't.
Fierdan: *faces Duke* What if you are a cryptid?
Duke: A what?
Fierdan: Cryptid.
Duke: *grins*
Fierdan: You're part me and part Soulless. You're a human slowly becoming more like a monster or demon. Isn't that kind of like a cryptid?
Duke: Believe whatever you want.
Fierdan: Maybe Soulless is a cryptid on their own.
Duke: *looks at computer* Okay, that cryptid has a unique design.
Fierdan: Great observation! Let's hunt for it! *stands up and grabs Duke's hand, dragging him to his feet*
Duke: W-Wait.. where are you taking me?
Fierdan: We're going to hunt down that cryptid!
Duke: But cryptids aren't real!
Fierdan: Oh, shut up. You are a cryptid.
Duke: Yeah but...
Fierdan: But what?
Duke: I'm different!

[Two hours later in the middle of the night, Fierdan is dragging Duke through a forest.]

Duke: *shivers*
Fierdan: How are you cold? It's the middle of summer.
Duke: I'm not shivering because of the cold. Forests make me feel things. *looks away from Fierdan* Bad things.
Fierdan: Oh.. from that day?
Duke: *nods head*
Fierdan: It's going to be okay, Duke. That fake world messed all of us up. Especially you, I have to admit.
Duke: *looks up toward the sky that is covered by the tops of trees* More than that one day, actually. So many people I loved.. they.. they uh...
Fierdan: *tightens grip on Duke's wrist*
Duke: *faces Fierdan with tears in his eyes* They were my friends. I loved them. Perhaps you're right. Maybe I'm not completely straight. That sounds crazy, doesn't it?
Fierdan: No, not really.
Duke: I loved them more than friends! I loved him, Fierdan! I wanted to be with him, but he didn't like that. He told me to get a girlfriend, so I did. I did what he told me to do. I tried to love her, but I would have loved him more.
Fierdan: That's sweet.
Duke: I watched both of them die. I was so helpless. They both died because of me. Both times in that forest.
Fierdan: Try to not think about it. Think about the cryptid. *waves picture of cryptid in front of Duke's face*
Duke: Okay, let's go find ourselves a cryptid.

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Next time on Cutepups skits: Will Duke and Fierdan find the cryptid they're looking for?

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