#shezaz

Guymaz my beloved 😩

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Drawing this was strangely therapeutic, wow

For massive-yaoi-hands~ These are so crappy and i didn't clean them up at all Sorry

This one is for vantwinblade. Hopefully, I haven’t let you down! (John & Oliver’s is supposed to be Dave & Buster’s and DRD is supposed to be like DDR, if that much isn’t obvious) I really need to work on the romance factor with these guys… — The plan itself was flawless. They were going to pretend to be a couple to get into John & Oliver’s, which meant a whopping 50% discount for Valentine’s day, and then they could spend the whole time messing around and playing all the games they wanted at half the price. The idea was flawless. The execution and result was where the issues sprouted. Guy was not only going to transform into Shezow to get a discount, he was going to pretend to be dating his best friend. That part didn’t exactly run through his mind when he first suggested it (okay, it did, but he chose to ignore it), but it was too late to turn back now. He parked the she-icle in the parking lot of John & Oliver’s and stepped out. Maz shot him an excited grin and rushed out to walk with him. Yep, this was really happening. A line was forming out the door as they made their way to the entrance. “There sure are a lot of couples here, huh?” Maz commented, looking around. More and more people were parking and walking to the restaurant just like them. Guy touched his hair nervously. “Well, that’s Valentine’s for ya,” he told him. They walked up to the front counter, where John and Oliver were taking everyone to their seats for the special event. The man behind the counter gasped as they walked in. “Shezow?” He guessed, and then smiled warmly. “It’s Shezow! In MY restaraunt!” Oliver turned around, shouting to his brother, “John, come here!” John and Oliver both smiled and greeted Shezow. “It’s such an honor to have you here, Shezow!” John grinned. Guy glanced around at all the people that were now staring at him. He quickly cleared his throat, speaking in his Shezow voice to reply, “Oh, gee…thanks! But, uhh…” He turned back to Maz, who seemed completely unaware of their current situation. He elbowed him, and Maz shrugged back at Shezow, unsure what to do. “Uhm,” Guy tried again, “but we were just here to—” John and Oliver both broke into chuckles, “Oh, no, no, no! Shezow, you have single-handedly saved this city, protected this fine establishment, and even rescued poor John over here,” Oliver pulled his brother into a side hug. They motioned toward the dining room, already filling up with customers. The men escorted the two to a nice table. “The least we could do is let our favorite hero enjoy our restaurant free of charge!” Oliver added. Guy and Maz stared up at them in disbelief, “Seriously?” “Really?” John and Oliver both laughed, and John grinned. “You bet!” He replied. “You and your boyfriend enjoy yourselves, alright?” Guy froze. “Wh—” he looked over at Maz. “R-right. Uhh, thanks!” The two men smiled and made their way back to the other customers. Maz sat down, smiling. “How sweet is this?” He remarked, “Free games, dude!” Guy grinned right back at him, “I know, right? This is even better than we planned!” Shrugging off the weirdness, Guy laughed as Maz pumped his fist in the air. — “Alright,” Guy exclaimed, stepping onto the platform. “Let’s do this!” Maz jumped onto the platform and slid his card in the machine. “Prepare for your ultimate defeat, Shezow!” Maz laughed, pressing the start button. The platform rattled beneath their feet and the colorful arrows lit up. “Ha, in your dreams!” Guy remarked, stomping on the arrows to select a song. Just as he chose one, a voice sounded behind him. “Hey, look! Shezow is playing DRD!” Guy looked over his shoulder, noticing the gathering people. “I want to play with her next!” “Ooh! Me, too!” Guy bit his lip, trying to focus on the game. He glanced over at Maz, only to see someone pull him off the platform. “Uh-oh,” Maz muttered. “Hey!” Guy shouted. A girl pulled at Maz, trying to get up on the platform herself. “Ooh, let me try!” She called out. Maz frowned, giving Guy a look of confusion. He sighed, but another customer tried to get up on the platform, too. “Uhh, wait,” Guy yelled, but the two customers struggled, ruining his game and the crowd forming made it hard to see his best friend. “Maz?” He called out, but he couldn’t find him. “Hey! Get off!” A third rowdy customer shouted, pulling at the two pushing at each other already. “No way! I called it first!” “Back off!” “Move!” Guy groaned, growing tired of the nonsense. He turned back toward the stupid crowd. He took a deep breath, and then, in his most convincing Shezow voice, he blurted out, “SHUT UP!” The arcade floor quickly grew quiet, and he glanced around again for Maz. Guy shouted, “Now, listen! I…” He bit his lip, still looking around for his best friend. “I am on a date with a really cool guy and if you don’t leave us alone RIGHT NOW…” He saw Maz attempting to squeeze out of the crowd. “You’ll be sorry,” Guy finished lamely. Maz grinned as he escaped and stepped toward his best friend. A few of the customers started to turn back, muttering “geez” and “sorry” as they returned to their own games. John and Oliver made their way over, finally, belting out, “Alright, alright, move along now. You heard Shezow! Give them some space.” Guy sighed in relief as the crowd gradually dissipated and Maz folded his arms over his chest. “You okay?” Guy asked earnestly. Maz looked down, not saying anything. Guy leaned forward, trying to look him in the eye. “Maz?” Maz gave him a quick smile, pushing Guy away playfully. “Yeah, yeah. I’m fine.” Guy grinned back and hopped back on the DRD platform, the game over screen flashing in front of him. “How about we try this again?” He offered. Maz laughed, stepping onto the platform again, replying, “You know I’m just gonna beat your score—” “Oh, you talk big, Maz,” Guy told him, “but do you got the skills to back it up?” —