Title: Naser's Special Medicine
Status: Complete
Characters: Anon, Naser
Rating: SFW
Classification: One Shot
Author: LowkeyLoki
Summary: Naser Has funny mental funnies

>Anon was staying the night at Fang's house. Him and Naser decided to do a bro's night.
>The only other person that was home with them at the time was Samantha, nice lady, but could be strict when she needed to be.
>thankfully she seemed to be nice about tonight, must've seen tonight as Naser getting an "off" day from being the perfect boy everyone sees him as.
>"You boys tell me if you need something, okay? Have fun~!"
>Anon looked back at Naser, a bit of a flabbergasted grin on his face.
>"You know, for a boy's night, it feels more like we're twelve years old having a sleepover."
>Naser smiled and "pshhh'd" at Anon's teasing statement. He was ready to make him eat his words.
>"Yea, until I decide to kick your ass at some Claws of Duty, man."
>Anon rolls his eyes competitively. "You're on, clown-ass."
>The next few hours is spent with Naser and Anon dicking around and playing vidya.
>The night gets going and soon enough it's already almost midnight.
>Anon looks over, barely able to keep his eyes open, but he noticed Naser had just been getting more and more energetic through the night.
>At this moment Naser was rambling about some meta tactic in Claws of Duty: Advanced Cave-Wars.
>"ALRIGHT, S-SO LIKE YOU KNOW HOW THE EXO-SUITS LET YOU JUMP HIGH AND SHIT? WELL, WHATYOUGOTTADOIS-"
>Holy fuck, Anon could barely understand the shit he was saying...
>Naser got killed by some random enemy, and his scream of rage broke Anon out of his sleepy stupor immediately.
>"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT YOU RETARDED PIECE OF SHIT TRIGGER MOTHERFUCKER!"
>Oh God, did Samantha hear that? Did the people in the game hear that? Meh, if the dudes in the game did he didn't care, but Samantha was a different story...
>"Dude, Naser, you alright man?"
>Naser looks over as if his seething rage never happened and gave Anon a toothy smile.
>"Hell yea, man! Never better my skinna! My fucking amigo!"
>Anon was feeling a little weirded out right about now.
>"Uhhh, Naser. You've been acting funny." Anon rolls his eyes, sarcasm then dripping from his words. "You forget to take your meds or something?"
>Naser looks at him, a dead glare all he has.
>"I did... Didn't I?"
>Panic sets in Naser as he goes fucking nuts.
>"OH GOD MY MOM'S GOING TO FUCKING SKIN ME ALIVE I KNOW IT!"
>Naser sprints to his room's bathroom and shuffling is heard from where anon is seated.
>Panicked rambling is heard while a pill bottle is heard jostling around its contents.
>Water is heard turning on, and then silence.
>After what felt like almost an hour, Naser finally comes back into the room and looks like he did before he went batshit insane.
>"Sorry 'bout that, Anon. I got these emotional imbalances and I gotta take meds for it. Sorry for not telling you."
>Anon just sits there, unsure of how to take this info.
>His face says it all.
>"What the fuck even just happened right now..."
>Anon shrugs it off and the rest of the night is spent in relative peace.
>Guess even someone like Naser needs some kind of "good boy" pills to not go fucking crazy.