BFF Show!

“Fair enough… ready to get started?”

“As much as you are,” iPad says.

The interviewer pauses, then takes a drink of the cup next to them.

“Name?”

“iPad,” iPad says.

“Home Dimension?”

“Give me a second,” iPad says and reaches for an ID. “…O-I…R…2024,”

“What’s the name of the show you host?

“Object Invasion,”

“What are your most prevalent traits?”

“My wealth but also my terrific hosting abilities,” iPad says.

“Greatest strength?”

“Being a mechanical mind, my code is the smartest out there,”

“…I bet… greatest weakness?”

“…Don’t have one,” iPad says with a shrug.

“Come on man, give me something,”

“Don’t have weeknesses,” iPad says.

“Give me anything. It can be one of those weaknesses that isn’t a weakness or one that makes you look good. Doesn’t matter,”

“Don’t really have one, sorry,”

“Dude it can literally be ‘I’m too handsome, all the ladies throw themselves at me’ or ‘I’m too rich, the government needs by lobbying to stay afloat,’ anything,”

“I just… I don’t know… can we go to the next question?” iPad asks.

“No,”

“Fine… I could be hacked into and eveything would be lost…” iPad says.

“That’s actually a good one… what was your challenge?”

iPad thinks for a moment but his face drops to a frown.

“Do you not remember it?”

“I’m remembering it right now,” iPad says, then thinks for a bit longer.

“…It’s fine if you don’t remember it,”

“Give me a second! …It was repairing something,” iPad says.

“…I have to ask-”

“Give me a second,” iPad says.

The two of them sit there for a another moment as iPad thinks.

“My… no… it was a random object you could get anywhere. A light switch? Had something to do with light. A lightbulb? No, that’s one of the contestants,” iPad says. “Uh…I can’t remem- wait… no…”

“Flashlights?”

“Yes! Okay, yes. The challenge was to repair flashlights!” iPad says.

“Great… did anything stand out when you were hosting?”

“Oh! Uh there was this one thing. I’m pretty sure the Leaf and the Taco are getting it on,” iPad says with a smug look on his face.

“…Great to hear. What do you plan to do with your free time?”

“Drive,” iPad says.

“Contact Information?”

“Follow me on X, the Everything App, I’m @iPadRealIOHost__ and I also use Instagram under that same name minus the underscores,” iPad says.

“Great, any comments or questions?”

iPad looks around then leans forwards towards the interviewer. Only for the interviewer to lean back a bit, so then iPad leans forwards a lot more then says into his ear:

“…Do you know where I can find some cars?” iPad asks. “To you know, drive,”

“Oh! That’s what that was for! I got it, never read it,” iPad says.

“Wait, Speakery! Why are you still here? Doesn’t the host change and replace the last host every episode?” Leafy asks.

“We decided to continue being around in order to prevent confusion,” Announcer says.

“Doing a great job at that,” Suitcase says with an eye roll.

“Thank you,” Announcer says. “Anyway I’m going back to my mansion now,” Announcer walks away.

“…Now that’s through… guess none of my contestants are here… bummer,” iPad says. “Anyways, now we can get to business! Such as… the elimination!”

The two groups look a mix of fearful and apathetic besides Bowling Ball’s dumb smile as he has no idea what’s going on, iPad retrieves the votes from seemingly thin air or more likely the taped place on his back.

“First up… what is that team name?” iPad asks.

“I told them to shorten it,” Ring says.

“More like what is that added thing! Very unnecessary! Girl Power! (With some boys) your truly awful team name makes me glad your up first,” iPad says.

“I told you!” Feather says.

“We got 74,539 votes, which is the most ever of anything, I think… Liam gets the most votes with 10,568 votes,” iPad says, Liam smiles.

“What? But I’m the team leader!” Dairy and Feather say at the same time then look at each other very angrily.

“Bryce got 8,456, Charlotte got 6,443, Amelia got 5,432 and got No Way 3,478 votes,” iPad says. “Down to our final five!”

“What? But I’ve been so helpful!” Feather says. “Also I’m a girl! Why are the boys getting so many votes?”

“I’m a girl,” Amelia says.

“So am I,” Charlotte says.

“…My point still stands!” Feather says.

“No it doesn’t,” Dairy says.

“No, Polka Dot!” No Way says.

“But I’ve done so much!” Polka Dot says.

“Diary got 1,467 votes, Moonstone got 1,032 votes and Feather got 928 votes, scraping out of the bottom two,” iPad says.

“What did I do wrong?” Vase asks.

“Besides constantly break?” Dairy says.

“Seemingly not enough to get eliminated because you stay with 546 votes while Polka Dot leaves with only 389… wow that’s a large discrepancy with votes. Liam, you vote hog,” iPad says.

“I didn’t tell them to vote for me!” Liam says.

“Well, hold onto your horses, because we’re not done yet. Guess who got the most votes on Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch. Here’s a hint: it’s in the name,” iPad says with a smirk.

“I hope you die,” Plasma Ball says.

“Despite the threats, Plasma Ball got the most votes with 9,126, still less than Liam,” iPad announces.

“Still not my fault,” Liam says.

“Ring got the second most votes with 7,875,” iPad announces.

“Really?” Ring asks.

“…Yeah, I just said so,” iPad says. “Geez… anyway both Peanut and Hanger got votes in the 4,000s, Peanut got 4,622 votes while Hanger got 4,578 votes,”

“Yay!” Hanger cheers.

“Kit got 3,567, Spraypaint got 2,789 and Rosey got 1,376,” iPad says. “Seems like someone from Animatic Battle is going home!”

“…What’s that?” Bowling Ball asks.

“And Eyepatch is out with only 299 votes, somehow less than Polka Dot! And she did nothing! Bowling Ball stays with 1,001 votes and

Bouquet with 567 votes also stays,” iPad says. “Sad day for pirates and pattern enthusiasts or the two individuals who are both,”

“No! Not extermination again!” Eyepatch says.

“Actually, that’s where I have good news! We decided not to punish people horrifically this time! So you can actually leave and as long as you mind your own business, we won’t do anything to you! Libertarian style,” iPad says.

“…Oh, cool,” Eyepatch says and runs over to the waters where he gets on a large pirate ship. “See ya later!” Eyepatch says as he sails off into the distance.

“Guess I’ll go back in here then,” Polka Dot says as she walks back into the hotel.

“Now that that’s done, time for the challenge!” iPad says.

“I want to switch teams,” Plasma Ball says.

“…Wait, can she… can she do that?” iPad asks, everyone either shrugs or doesn’t do anything. iPad gets out a rule book and flips through the pages.

Until he finds a page that reads ‘Can someone change teams?’ With the answer being ‘Yeah,’

“I guess she can,” iPad says. “But! You can only change to a team with less than ten members, no twenty member teams of anything like that,”

“Who made that rule?” Cattail asks.

“I did,” iPad says.

“…Fine,” Plasma Ball says and switches to Girl Power! (With some boys).

“Well, look who’s-” Feather starts to say.

“Shut up or else I throw this challenge and get you eliminated,” Plasma Ball says, Feather looks insulted but keeps her mouth shut.

“Anyone else?” iPad asks.

OJ looks to his one and only other option and cringes. Especially after he looks to his team and sees competent people.

Mostly competent people.

“Alright then,” iPad says. “Today’s challenge is to repair a flashlight. Every team will get a flashlight and have to repair whatever’s wrong with it. The last two to repair theirs or the first two to completely destroy their flashlights beyond repair will be up for elimination!”

“…What episode were you expecting to be on?” Gaty asks.

“Three,” iPad says.

“Oh,” Gaty says. “…Couldn’t someone come up with a competition harder than this?”

“321Go,” iPad says.

Teams;

Nice Time (Again): Leafy, Taco, Cane’s Cup, Spellbook, Microphone, Fern, Cattail, Sketchpad, Missing Dog Poster, Rotten Apple

Murder!!!: Book, Price Tag, Journal, Chainsaw, Basketball, Pillow, Suitcase, Water Bottle, Cabby, GPS

Brightest Lights: Fan, Lightbulb, Test Tube, Paintbrush, Bot, Broomer, Chalky, ROCK, Chrome Gradienty, OJ

Girl Power! (With some boys): Feather, Moonstone, Diary, No Way, Liam, Bryce, Amelia, Vase, Charlotte, Plasma Ball

Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch: Kit, Spraypaint, Rosey, Hanger, Peanut, Ring, Bouquet, Bowling Ball

Evil Milk Container: (Milk) Bottle, Milk, (Cola) Bottle, Treasure Chest, Cup, (Fish) Taco, Chocolate Milk Carton, Gaty, Limey, Taylor

Eliminated - Eyepatch and Polka Dot

Microphone and Missing Dog Poster take their team’s flashlight. Missing Dog Poster shakes the flashlight to see if it could work. Then takes out the batteries to licks them and puts them back in. Neither of these options work.

“Wait! How about we connect them to my battery and that way they can recharge!” Microphone says.

“…Isn’t that keeping you alive?” Missing Dog Poster asks.

“No,” Microphone says.

“If you say so,” Missing Dog Poster says.

Microphone opens the back side and Missing Dog Poster connects it with some wires she finds behind OJ’s table. They slowly transfer the energy between the two batteries until the flashlight works well and consistently.

“We did it!” Missing Dog Poster says.

“Guys we did it!” Microphone says.

“Good job Microphone!” Taco says. “Leafy, sorry, what were you saying?”

“I was saying how nice Spellbook is!” Leafy says. “She’s so nice she taught me a spell on how to be nice!”

“Yeah! I can show you!” Spellbook says.

“I’ve seen your spells and I think I’m good…” Taco says.

“…We’re going to show the host,” Microphone says and she and Missing Dog Poster walk away to the host.

“Alright!” Taco says and waves goodbye. “…Hmmmm, something feels off,”

“Could it be that you're lacking some niceness?” Spellbook asks.

“Maybe you're hungry?” Leafy asks.

“That could be it, thank you Leafy,” Taco says. Leafy nods happily.

“Nice Time (Again) is safe!” iPad announces.

“Oh come on! Team think! We need a strategy and we need it yesterday!” Feather commands.

“We could-” No Way begins to say.

“No! We don’t need you! Girls! Someone who’s a girl speak up!” Feather says.

“How about we find try to find some new batteries, there should be some around here,” Amelia says.

“…Did you get that idea from one of your boyfriends?” Feather asks.

“What? No… Maybe…” Amelia says.

“Feather! Stop rejecting their ideas because they’re boys! That’s stupid!” Plasma Ball says.

“They’re stupid!” Feather says. “Boys are the reason we lost in the first place,”

Meanwhile Moonstone actually has the flashlight and has been able to efficiently turn it off and on this entire time.

“Uh, guys. I think the flashlight already works. Guys? …Guys?” Moonstone continues to ask as Feather and Plasma Ball yell over each other.

“Let me,” Diary says to Moonstone. “GUYS!”

“WHAT?” Feather and Plasma Ball bark at her. Diary points to Moonstone.

“It already works,” Dairy says as Moonstone shines the light around.

Plasma Ball and Feather are dumbfounded.

“…Well it’s a girl who figured that out…” Feather says.

“I’M GOING TO-” Plasma Ball begins to yell.

“I mean being periwinkle made me happy, so what? I shouldn’t compromise being happy for being what I originally happened to be,” Gaty says as Limey nods.

“That sounds right. I mean… I never really thought of it that way,” Limey says. “I mean I want to be a villain but there’s always been a feeling, like I wanted to be someone else, still evil but someone else,”

“Are there any things about yourself you want to change?” Gaty asks.

“…I wouldn’t mind being pink,” Limey says. “But that’s not it,”

“Think about it for a bit, you don’t need to realize everything in one sitting,” Gaty says. “Even two things at once could be overwhelming,”

“That makes sense,” Limey says. “It’s just been bugging me so much,”

“Yeah, I get it, take your time, think it through, it’ll come to you. Plus we should probably go and …assist our team,” Gaty says.

“Alright…” Limey says.

They two walk away to the rest of the team. Where Cola Bottle and Fish Taco are trying to make the flashlight work. But Taylor has overheard them and thinks to herself about what they said.

“It could be a wiring issue,” Cabby says.

“Why would it be a writing issue?” Journal asks.

“It could be,” Cabby says, holding up her file on flashlights.

“I am a most common issues with a flashlight list,” Book says, opening her pages. “It says that the most common issues with flashlights are dead batteries, maybe we should try and fix that instead!”

Book tries to close her pages but is stopped.

“Cabby!” Book says.

“Let me get these down,” Cabby says. “…and done! Sorry about that Book!”

“Sure, Cabby, but if you want to use my pages ask first,” Book says.

“Sorry, I’ll make sure I’ll do that from now on!” Cabby says.

“…You guys are so lame,” Pillow says and pokes Book and walks away.

“What? I’m not lame!” Water Bottle yells. “You know what? I’m going to sabotage some teams!” Water Bottle smirks and runs off and trips over nothing. Pillow stabs him.

“Yay!” Pillow says and trots off.

“My water!” Water Bottle yells. “…Oh, thank goodness she didn’t get me there,” Water Bottle gets up and walks away.

As everyone watches him walk away. With varying degrees of confusion or embarrassment or general apathy on their faces.

“Does anyone have batteries?” Basketball asks, holding up the flashlight.

“This should be easy, all we have to do is restart the circulation of electricity through its pockets of energy!” Test Tube says.

“Get the batteries out, and recharge them, got it,” Broomer says. “Chalky you wanna lick it?”

“Oh boy do I?” Chalky says.

“No need! We have… Lightbulb?” Test Tube asks and looks over to Lightbulb looking nervous with a painful smile on her face.

“I wasn’t doing anything stupid I swear!” Lightbulb says.

“Lightbulb, again, saying that makes you look more suspicious,” Test Tube says.

“But I wasn’t doing anything stupid,” Lightbulb says.

“Yeah, she wasn’t,” Fan says.

“We can go over societal language limitations another day, today we need Lightbulb to restart the batteries,” Test Tube says.

“Oh… wouldn’t there be a better way to do that?” Lightbulb asks.

“I find that your electric abilities are the easiest way to finish the challenge!” Test Tube says.

“I… maybe… can’t we just find some new batteries?” Lightbulb asks.

“Lightbulb?” Paintbrush asks, sounding concerned.

“I mean we could but this would be more efficient,” Test Tube says.

“But what if I hurt someone again?” Lightbulb asks.

“Lightbulb you're not going to hurt anyone,” Paintbrush says.

“What if I charge it too much and it explodes and kills us all and nobody recovers us so we’re all dead forever?” Lightbulb says.

“Lightbulb, that's not going to happen,” Paintbrush says.

“What if it falls out of my hands and gets shot into Bot and they die forever?” Lightbulb asks with tears coming out.

“Huh?” Bot asks.

“BAD. O. MEN.” ROCK says.

Lightbulb pauses for a moment but then runs away.

“I’ll go get her,” Paintbrush says and runs after her. Test Tube sighs.

“I’ll go see if there’s any batteries,”

Broomer says and walks away Chalky follows after him. Then after a second Bot follows him too.

Then Water Bottle comes to the team and grabs the flashlight.

“Haha! Now I got it and I’m going to-” Test Tube grabs and throws ROCK at him.

“DIRECT. HIT.” ROCK yells as he collides with Water Bottle.

“OW! …OW!” Water Bottle yells as Test Tube picks up ROCK and the flashlight.

“Sorry about that Rock,” Test Tube says.

“ROCK. THROW.” ROCK says. “WHAT. ROCK. FOR?”

“Wowee! That’s his longest sentence to date!” Test Tube says.

Pillow comes up and stabs Water Bottle.

“Not the… oh thank goodness she missed again,” Water Bottle says.

Pillow runs back to the rest of her team.

“Did we fix the flashlight yet?” Pillow asks.

“Book is trying to find some batteries with Price Tag and Cabby. Journal is trying to get Suitcase to not give up on life and Chainsaw is sitting in the corner sleeping and I have the flashlight and I have no idea where Water Bottle is,”

Basketball says.

“Where am I?” Pillow asks.

“You're here,” Basketball says.

“Oh, can I have the flashlight?” Pillow asks.

“No,” Basketball says.

“Oh… has anyone ever told you that you sound like Two?” Pillow asks.

“What?” Basketball asks and in the confusion Pillow takes the flashlight and runs off. “Hey get back here!” He yells.

The two of them run past Ring and Peanut who are trying to figure out how to get the flashlight to light up.

“This would admittedly be easier if Plasma Ball was here,” Ring admits.

“We don’t need her!” Peanut says. “How about we find a metal to generate enough electricity to power the battery,”

“I don’t think that’ll wor-” Ring begins to say.

“That sounds awesome!” Hanger says.

“Honestly you sort of lost me on the first part, but you definitely brought me back on the second part,” Bowling Ball says.

“Ring! You’re metal!” Peanut says. “You can help us charge the battery!”

“That wouldn’t be safe,” Ring says.

“…Hmmmm, maybe you're right…” Peanut says.

“Too late now!” Kit says as she attaches a wire to both Ring and the battery.

“Wooo!” Spraypaint says as she attaches another write to a battery, shocking Ring.

She’s shocked as Peanut tries to get the wires off of her but he’s shocked too. Kit and Spraypaint eventually stop once they think the battery is charged… then a little bit more.

“You had another battery?” Rosey asks. “This whole time?”

“…Yeah,” Kit says.

“She’s alive!” Peanut says as Ring slowly wakes up.

“And more importantly the flashlight works!” Spraypaint says and she and Kit run over to iPad to show his the flashlight.

“Are you okay?” Hanger asks as Ring continues to recover.

“I think so?” Ring says. “…Keep an eye on me,”

“Absolutely!” Peanut says.

Kit and Spraypaint hand iPad the flashlight.

“Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch are safe!” iPad says.

Which Lightbulb hears from the forest, every single name weighing on her.

“Lightbulb!” She hears Paintbrush calling. “Lightbulb! Lightbulb…” Paintbrush trails off as they see Lightbulb.

Lightbulb can hear Paintbrush come over and sit next to her.

“Lightbulb,” Paintbrush says. “Say something,”

“I’m sorry,” Lightbulb says.

“…No…” Paintbrush says with a bit of a groan. “You don’t have to be sorry. I’m sorry and I bet Test Tube and Fan are sorry too. We… put too much on you. It was a mistake and we should’ve said that… instead… well…”

“I don’t want people to die because of me,” Lightbulb says.

“…Nobody is going to die because of you, Lightbulb,” Paintbrush says. “We… overreacted to Bot. You couldn’t have seen that coming, none of us did everything just happened so fast, okay? Now let’s go and win the challenge? …If you want too,”

“Are you sure you want me to?” Lightbulb asks, turning to Paintbrush.

“Only if want you too,” Paintbrush says.

“Then I want to, too” Lightbulb says with a smile even if there’s tears still in her eyes.

Basketball and Pillow rush past near them.

“Get back here you stabbing psycho!” Basketball says.

“Flashlight! Flashlight!” Pillow chants as they run through the forest then come out the other side.

Where Milk, Treasure Chest and Cup have been trying to figure out how to make their flashlight work.

“We already licked the battery! What else can we do?” Cup asks.

“There are so many other options besides that,” Milk says.

“I think I see a flicker but…” Treasure Chest unscrews the cap. Then tries the flashlight again. “It’s flickering but it isn’t going to the cap,” Treasure Chest says.

“Oh! Let’s fix the cap then,” Milk says.

“Yeah! …How do we do that?” Cup asks.

“Let me see… I think it’s the wires not going through to… I think the connections to the top are messed up,” Milk says. “Let me… maybe that will… there!” Milk tries it again and this time the flashlight works.

“Yes!” Treasure Chest says. “We did it!”

“Quick! Give it to the host!” Cup says.

Milk grabs the flashlight and rushes over to iPad as quick as she possibly can and gives him the flashlight.

“And Evil Milk Container is safe! Meaning Murder!!! And The Brightest Lights are out,” iPad Announces.

Paintbrush and Lightbulb hear this as they comes out of the forest. They both looked shocked, Lightbulb’s upwards turn goes straight back down. Basketball hears this as he’s still chasing Pillow. He’s so mad he jumps and tackles her to the ground.

Which launches the flashlight back to the rest of Murder!!!

“Grab it before she does!” Basketball yells out.

“I don’t think it matters anymore,” Chainsaw calls out.

Cabby sighs but inspects the flashlight.

“Oh it was a wiring issue! These wires are fried!” Cabby says. “I knew it!”

“What? No!” Journal says.

“Host! Can we have a flashlight that works normally!” Cabby calls.

“Sure?” iPad says with a confused look and hands them a flashlight.

Cabby unloads the new flashlight’s batteries and replaces them with Murder!!!’s batteries, which works perfectly.

“Huh?” Journal asks.

“It was a wiring issue,” Cabby says.

“…Let me write something down,” Book says and opens her pages back to the list and changes a few of the numbers around.

“Well that’s the game! vote to save one member on Murder!!! And The Brightest Lights! Who ever gets the least votes will be eliminated!” iPad says.*

*Voting and polls do not actually exist. This is in-universe voting, sorry.

“We have to figure out what’s wrong with him,” Leafy says. As she and Spellbook look at Rotten Apple.

“Agreed!” Spellbook says. “It’s the right thing to do!”

The two peek through a bush and see Rotten Apple going back to his room. They run over to stop him.

“Rotten Apple! How come you're so mean now!” Spellbook asks.

“I’ve always been this way,” Rotten Apple says. “Not like you would care,”

“But we do!” Leafy says. “We do care!”

“Whatever, Wallace is my only friend anyway,” Rotten Apple says.

“…Who’s Wallace?” Leafy asks.

“…MY WORM?” Rotten Apple yells. “YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW THE NAME OF MY- ugh! Whatever, I’m going back to my room,”

Rotten Apple walks away where he gets to his room and slams the door.

“Huh?” Leafy asks.

“You guys never learned his worm’s name?” Missing Dog Poster asks. “That’s like basic Shovember trivia!”

“Normally, I would hate anything Missing Dog Poster says but that is absolutely true,” Chrome Gradienty says and the two walk away as Leafy and Spellbook both are left confused.

“What even is Showvember?” Spellbook asks out into the universe.

‘Welcome back, Basketball’ a weirdly sensual computer voice says.

“Uh, hi… what was I doing?” Basketball asks the computer. “…Oh, I guess that was a one time thing,”

Basketball looks for a mouse, not finding one and realizing the cursor moves with his head. He smiles.

“Guess they didn’t have arms either,” Basketball says as he tilts his head back and forth. Watching the cursor go. “Let’s see some of these files,”

‘Files’ ‘Blueprints’ ‘General Things’ ‘Not Important Things’ ‘Robot Flower’ ‘Robot Flower 2’ ‘Robot Flower 3’ ‘Robot Flower 4’ The files continue on as Basketball looks progressively more and more confused.

“What does this file have in it?” Basketball asks out loud. Clicking on ‘General Things’ “Pictures of inanimate objects? …Why are they titled-”

“What is this place?” Chainsaw says as he enters the room and looks around. He sees the screen and “Basketball?”

“Oh hey, I found this place and the person who owned it was a Basketball as well. So I got into their computer real easy… weird files though,” Basketball says.

“Huh… Are you gonna to pick a room?” Chainsaw asks.

“This is kinda like a room,” Basketball says.

“Dude really?” Chainsaw says. Looking around it looks damp, mechanical and musty.

“Get a bed, this could be something,” Basketball says.

“Whatever, dude, I guess I’ll move into the room next to you,” Chainsaw says and walks over to the next room which already has Water Bottle in it, already moved in and sleeping somehow. Chainsaw sighs.

“Fine,” Chainsaw says to himself and goes another room over.

“Now where to find a bed…” Basketball says as he looks around his new space.

On the same floor Cabby, Suitcase and Journal have found rooms for themselves. A floor below not only holds Price Tag’s room and storage but also Book and most of The Brightest Lights. While the floors below hold many different people, the first floor holds OJ who executively took the first room.

Who got the second room?

“First floor seems like a good option,” Cattail says.

“How about the second room? That way we don’t have to hear the elevator like in the first room,” Fern says.

“Then if that’s taken then we move into the third room,” Cattail says as the two walk and find the second room open.

“How about we all get rooms on this level?” Leafy asks.

“That’s a great idea!” Spellbook says.

“…We should be near our team,” Taco says.

“How about we be roommates Leafy?” Spellbook says.

“Oh, sorry Spellbook but I want to be with Taco,” Leafy says.

“Right…” Spellbook says. “I’ll take the room next to you so we can be neighbors,”

“Great idea!” Leafy says as she and Taco pick the 5th room, right in the middle and the two immediately shut the door.

“Yeah…” Spellbook says and takes the fourth room.

“Didn’t even get to ask her…” Microphone says.

“We could be roomates!” Missing Dog Poster says.

“…You know what? That sounds like a great idea,” Microphone says and the two go into the 6th room.

“Guess it’s just us!” Rotten Apple says.

“I don’t even know what these are,” Cane’s Cup says. “I’m going back to what I know, the grass that looks weird,”

“Nature! You know what? I think I’ll do that too!” Sketchpad says and the two go outside away from Rotten Apple.

“…Well, guess I have this room all to myself!” Rotten Apple says. “That’ll be good, I have to prepare for the next competition!” Rotten Apple says as he walks into his room and shuts the door behind him.

“Rotten Apple! Rotten Apple!” Leafy yells as she pounds on the door.

“He’s been there for a week, he’s probably dead, just wait for Cattail and Fern to come back with him,” Microphone says.

“We don’t know that completely, he could still be in there,” Taco says.

“I get that she’s your girlfriend but you don’t have to agree with her on everything,” Microphone says.

Taco doesn’t say anything but turns her attention back to Leafy in embarrassment. Which is followed by Cattail and Fern coming back without Rotten Apple in sight.

“See! I told you! No Rotten Apple! He has to be in there!” Leafy says then proceeds to keep banging on the door.

“Really?” Microphone asks Fern and Cattail.

“Unless he’s completely misspelt, then he must be in there,” Fern says.

“Or he ran away to live on an apple farm, take your pick,” Cattail says.

“Rotten Apple! Rotten Apple!” Leafy yells as she continues to pound on the door.

“Can you keep it down? Some people are trying to draw!” Chrome Gradienty says, poking her head out of her bedroom, the third room.

“Probabaly drawing residents of the hotel in compromising positions!” Missing Dog Poster yells back. Chrome Gradienty gives a peeved look back at her.

“Rotten Apple is stuck in his room!” Leafy says.

“…Wait…” Chrome Gradienty says. “A perfect opportunity to talk to OJ!” Immediately she runs down to the lobby where OJ has taken up shop at the front desk.

“Hello! Oh… what do you want?” OJ asks.

“Rotten Apple is stuck in her room… and while your…” Chrome Gradienty begins to say.

“Got the keys,” OJ says. “Let’s go,”

OJ dodges all of Chrome Gradienty’s questions and attempts to block him as he gets to Rotten Apple’s room.

“Leafy, move out of the way,” OJ says, Leafy complies, only for Chrome Gradienty to get in the way.

“One quick question, I swear!” Chrome Gradienty says.

“What’s going on here?” Limey asks. “Even evil doers like their peace and quiet!”

“Yeah!” Gaty asks, also poking her head out of their room.

Gaty and Limey have taken up residence in the 10th room of the first floor.

“Rotten Apple hasn’t come out of his room in a week and OJ is trying to get him out,” Microphone says. “Key word, trying,”

“I’ll answer your question if you move out of the way,” OJ says.

“You never do though!” Chrome Gradienty says.

“I wonder why,” Gaty says a bit loud so that Chrome Gradienty can hear her.

“Well excuse me!” Chrome Gradienty says.

“I’m already tired of this,” Micorphones says.

“I’ve been tired of this,” Missing Dog Poster says, the two look at each other and nod.

They pick Chrome Gradienty up and drag her away from OJ. Then they throw her into her room.

“Thank you,” OJ says and unlocks the door.

Only to be met with a bigger and more intimidating Rotten Apple.

“What,” Rotten Apple says.

“You’ve been in your room for a week and your team is worried about you,” OJ says.

“Keep worrying!” Rotten Apple says. “I never even wanted this STUPID team!”

“…Well he’s alive,” OJ says.

“[Showvember Again Episode 11 coming out November 7th 2026!] OFF!” Rotten Apple says and slams the door.

Everyone looks at the door to which OJ sighs and walks back to his place.

“Rotton Apple! This isn’t you!” Leafy says as she pounds on the door again.

“That is weird, sudden personality change is not something that happens often,” Fern says.

“Why did you say it like that?” Cattail asks with a laugh.

“What?” Fern says with a smile.

“Like a weird scientist,” Cattail says.

“What I can’t say ‘sudden personality change’?” Fern asks.

“…No,” Cattail says with a smirk. Fern fake rolls his eyes.

“Taco, get your girlfriend to stop banging on the door,” Micorphone says.

“She’s mourning Microphone!” Taco says. “I comfort her because she is in my lovely girlfriend, the best girl in the world, the one I love the most and will never-”

Taco continues to ramble as she cradles Leafy in her arms and carries her back to their room and shuts the door. Spellbook frowns but doesn’t say anything and goes to her own room and slams the door.

“Yay, drama,” Missing Dog Poster says with an apathetic look on her face.

“…I’m going to get breakfast, wanna come?” Microphone asks.

“Yes!” Missing Dog Poster says and the two walk away from this mess.

Fern and Cattail look at each other, Fern shrugs at Cattail and the two silently agree to follow them down.

The kitchen is stocked with food. Nobody knows where it came from but they’re happy to have it. Microphone grabs a plain bowl of cereal while Missing Dog Poster grabs a bone she has stored away. Fern grabs a bunch of eggs and bacon and starts to cook with them. While Cattail helps him with any other ingredients he needs. The air smells of breakfast.

Microphone and Missing Dog Poster walk past OJ who is still being pestered by Chrome Gradienty. As they climb up the stairs they’re passed by Cola Bottle who almost crashed into them.

“Hey!” Missing Dog Poster says.

“Sorry! Milk Bottle died again,” Cola Bottle says as she runs out to the recovery center.

‘Bottle’ is inputted and out pops Milk Bottle after Cola Bottle Presses Go.

“Thanks!” Milk Bottle says.

“Milk Bottle, you need to be more careful!” Cola Bottle says as they two walk away.

Only for Journal to come down and recover Suitcase.

“Suitcase” The recovery center says and out pops Suitcase.

“I told you not to recover me,” Suitcase says, laying flat on the ground.

“It’s been a day since you died,” Journal says with a tired tone.

“…I said not to recover me, at all,” Suitcase says, somehow sounding more tired.

“Today’s the challenge, if it’s the same as last time… I would ask that… thing but I haven’t seen him anywhere,” Journal says.

“Wow, most of the hosts being useless, what else is new?” Suitcase asks, sitting up.

“Who’s being useless?” Announcer asks, coming out of nowhere.

“You,” Suitcase says, looking unphased.

“…Well today’s the next challenge and the next host is arriving soon,” Announcer says. “So you better get ready,”

“Can you at least tell us who’s hosting?” Journal asks.

“That’s the surprise, get the rest of the contestants,” Announcer says.

“…Come on Suitcase,” Journal says. Suitcase sighs but stands up and follows him. The two walk inside and Journal approaches OJ and asks him: “Hey, the competition is about to start, is there some way you can tell everyone?”

“I don’t think so,” OJ says. “Just yell down the hall or… better yet, get her to help you do it,” OJ says as he kicks Chrome Gradienty out of his little booth.

“How did you even see me?” Chrome Gradienty asks.

“Go tell everyone the competition is starting and then you can ask your question,” OJ says. “…After the competition,”

“Fine…” Chrome Gradienty says and slowly walks away. Journal and by association Suitcase follow her.

They work their way up as they call all the floors to attention. The three alternate floors or more likely only Journal and Chrome Gradienty do, Suitcase simply follows Journal around.

“New challenge!” Journal yells at the top floor and then runs down. Suitcase follows him with a slow walk down.

“Already?” Cabby asks, wheeling out.

“Woohoo! Let’s go!” Basketball says running down the hall when he trips and bounces past Cabby then down the stairs.

Cabby looks mildly disturbed.

Everyone is in between immediately rushing down like Fan or taking their sweet time like Suitcase either that or they refuse to get out of their rooms or they don’t hear the announcement.

But eventually everyone gets down and or gets out of their rooms and begrudgingly joins as they spread out in front of the hotel.

“That’s all of you, I assume,” Announcer says. “Now to introduce the second and a brand new host for BFF, IPad,”

A light shimmers down as a tablet slowly comes down from the sky and slowly falls to the ground. The large tablet spreads his arms like he’s an Angel, most people are not enthralled with his introduction as he very slowly comes down, with a massive amount of lights and after an eternity lands safely with an award winning smile.

“Hello contestants, are you ready for your toughest challenge yet?” iPad asks.

[Title Card]

“How long has she been like this?” Cabby asks, looking down at Suitcase.

“Ever since the competition started with …mild exceptions,” Journal says.

“What are the exceptions?” Cabby says.

“When we first teamed up she was pretty happy and with Gold Ingot she was really happy,” Journal says.

“…Well where’s Gold Ingot?” Cabby asks.

“Not here. Plus he’s my host and personally, a bad host. I don’t think he’s good for anyone,” Journal says.

“Maybe we can help her find a new way!” Cabby says. “Suitcase, what do you want to do today?”

“Die,”

“Well that’s not good…” Cabby says.

“Great detective skills,” Journal says.

“…Suitcase do you want Journal to leave?” Cabby asks, with an angry look on her face.

“I want to die,”

“What can we do to make you not wish for that?” Cabby says.

“You can kill me,”

“We need to rejuvenate her spirits somehow…” Cabby says.

“Or you could just kill me,”

“…Do you know anyone who could make plushies?” Cabby asks.

“Well well we’ll look who it is,” A new voice says.

“Diary, do you mind? We’re kind of in the middle of something,” Journal says.

“This won’t take long,” Dairy says as she approaches Suitcase. “I’m back! You dumb idiot case… face! And I’m going to survive longer than you this time,”

Suitcase doesn’t respond.

“She’s so mad she can’t even respond," Dairy says with a smug look on her face.

“Is she dead?” Moonstone asks.

“No, but I wish I was,” Suitcase says.

“I’m going to pretend that response was only because it was something your small mind could actually respond to,” Diary says with a huff and walks away. She’s quickly joined by Moonstone. Feather looks to join her but decides against it and walks away in a different direction.

On her walk away she passes Ring, Hanger and Peanut. Where Peanut is talking about his work.

“On the Peanut Farm we always worked hard but we always had fun!” Peanut says. “How about you Ring? How was your job curating the museum?"

“It was… a prestigious job… lots of money but late nights. I cared deeply for our museum, it was my Mom’s. Until it burned down…” Ring trails off as she spaces out.

She forgot how bad it was. Her Mom died the same way, in flames. Ring looks out as her vision and thoughts slowly come to again.

“-ing Ring! Ring!” Peanut yells. Ring comes to. “Are you okay?”

“Sorry! I… don’t like to talk about… that,” Ring admits.

“Why not?” Hanger asks.

“Hanger!” Peanut says.

“Sorry…” Hanger says.

“No, it’s… fine,” Ring says. “It’s… a long story, or well, it’s a short story that takes me a long time to tell,”

“If you don’t want to talk about it, we don’t have to talk about it,” Peanut says.

“Thank you,” Ring says. “I’ll tell you it later,”

“How about your job besides that?” Peanut asks, with a more nervous expression this time around.

“I enjoyed taking care of things, too bad most of the people I hired didn’t,” Ring says. “Usually I would have to do their duties for them, or well at least some of them,”

“How did you get it all done?” Peanut asks.

“Lack of sleep,” Ring says.

“But sleep is important!” Hanger says.

“Sleep is very important!” Peanut says. “You need to get some sleep!”

“I’m rested now, I had no other choice,” Ring says.

“Well we don’t want you falling into bad habits again,” Peanut says. “We’re taking you to bed,”

“Yeah!” Hanger says. Peanut pushes Ring up and towards the hotel.

“Come on, it's not that bad,” Ring says. “It’s also still only… not night so this isn’t the time for bed,”

“By the time we pick our room it might be,” Peanut says.

“Room? Oh right, the hotel… Wait, our room?” Ring asks.

“Well who else would you room with?” Peanut asks.

“…I guess that’s a good point,” Ring says.

The three walk into the hotel as another four walk out. Bot goes back to ROCK while Test Tube, Fan and Paintbrush go to Lightbulb.

“I hate to be mad at her… but she did something terrible,” Test Tube says.

“Bot forgives her, I don’t see a reason to be mad at her,” Paintbrush says.

“She did something bad which we should make sure she knows but also we forgive her, it was a mistake,” Fan says.

“And she obviously feels bad about it,” Paintbrush says pointing to Lightbulb who still has her eyes shut and has put her legs up to her head to basically crunch herself away from emotion.

“…I know,” Test Tube says.

“I’ll talk to her,” Paintbrush says and walks forward, they sit next to Lightbulb. “Hey… are you okay?”

Lightbulb slowly turns to Paintbrush, tears in her eyes.

*I’m so sorry,* Lightbulb says like any louder and everything would crumble away.

“…Hey, it’s okay. We know it was an accident and we know you would never hurt Bot intentionally,” Paintbrush says. “You just need to be more careful that’s all,”

*Okay…* Lightbulb says.

Test Tube looks like she’s about to cry and Fan is already crying. Paintbrush looks to them. Test Tube as delicately as she possibly can goes to Lightbulb and hugs her. Fan joins the group hug as well. Lightbulb’s tears start to fall and she turns around and hugs them.

“I’m so sorry!” Lightbulb yells out.

Paintbrush even sheds a tear and hugs them. As Bot watches happily then turns back to looking at the butterflies.

“I. AM. REAL.” ROCK says.

“You sure are buddy,” Bot says.

“Maybe it’s a bit basic… but music,” Microphone says.

“That’s not basic! I wish I could do music but you have to learn that theory stuff,” Missing Dog Poster says.

“It’s not that hard,” Microphone says.

“Yes it is,” Missing Dog Poster says as she continues to draw.

“Whatever you say, I think drawing is harder,” Microphone says. “I wish I had my guitar so I could play it,”

“…You could probably find one,” Missing Dog Poster says.

“Hm?” Microphone asks.

“There’s probably a guitar around here somewhere,” Missing Dog Poster says.

“…Yeah,” Microphone says. “There might be…” Microphone thinks on that as to where a guitar could possibly be.

“Wanna see what I drew?” Missing Dog Poster asks.

“Sure!” Microphone asks, Missing Dog Poster hands her a sheet of paper and on it, it’s Microphone.

“I decided to go realistic on this one,” Missing Dog Poster says. “…Do you like it?” Microphone looks at her and smiles.

“I love it,” Microphone says. “…Thank you,”

“Wow this movie is bloody,” GPS says.

“I didn’t think it would be,” Price Tag says.

“Pillow would love this movie,” Book says.

“Don’t mention her name,” Price Tag says.

“Why not?” GPS asks.

“She’ll probably come out of the dark really ominously with a smile and then say something like ‘hello’… and then kill you,” Price Tag says.

“Aw, it isn’t as fun when you do it,” Pillow says, coming out of the shadows.

“Pillow leave,” Price Tag says and throws a bucket of popcorn at her.

“Why do you have food? You can’t eat,” Pillow says.

“I have popcorn specifically made to throw at you, now get out!” Price Tag says.

“Ok,” Pillow says and leaves.

She walks out and goes into the hall where she encounters Milk Bottle who she walks over to and pushes over.

“Uh Oh!” Milk Bottle says as she falls over and breaks apart and dies.

“…What did you do that for?” Cola Bottle asks.

“…Bye!” Pillow says and walks the other way.

“I’ll go recover her,” Gaty says and runs off, Limey follows her.

“We should clean this up,” Treasure Chest says, looking around for any cleaning items.

“We need to find a broom and a pan to do that!” Cup says and looks down to the hall to see Broomer.

“Chalky! …What?” Broomer asks as he see Cup and the pile of glass.

“I need a broom to clean up this glass,” Cup says staring into Broomer’s soul.

“…No,” Broomer says.

Cup starts to run after Broomer to which Broomer runs away from him.

“…Maybe we just need some napkins or paper towels or something,” Taylor says.

“I’ll go look for some,” Treasure Chest says and walks off.

“…So your dimension just has a bunch of similar objects because some of them wanted to just keep… uh…” Milk says.

“Yes,” Taylor says. “For a lot of reasons I rather not get into…”

“About food…” Cola Bottle says.

“No, it’s technically not cannibalism, they usually have allergies to their own food though, which is believed by scientists to be a sort of natural reaction due to… you know. I learned that in the 7th grade, from Youtube,” Taylor says.

“…What’s YouTube?” Cola Bottle asks.

“Uh… it’s a video sharing social media,” Taylor says.

“Oh! We have one of those, it’s called MewTube where we’re from. I knew it sounded similar!” Milk says.

“That makes sense,” Cola Bottle says. “Weird how-”

“Guys I got the broom!” Cup says holding Broomer.

“Let me go!” Broomer yells.

“Cup, let him go,” Cola Bottle says.

“What?” Cup says. “Then how are we going to clean up the glass?”

“Not with my head!” Broomer yells back.

“Cup…” Cola Bottle says.

“Fine,” Cup drops Broomer.

“Maybe get some paper towels or something like that?” Taylor suggests.

“Okay!” Cup says and runs off again.

Broomer just stands up and walks away.

“I didn’t find a broom but I found a dustpan… and some gloves. We can at least get some of it with this,” Treasure Chest says, walking back to the rest of the group. “Have they not come back with-”

“Bottle,” The recovery machine says and Milk Bottle flops out.

“Yippee!” Bottle says.

“Bottle! You have to be more aware!” Gaty says, sounding frustrated.

“Sorry Gaty! I’m just too fragile!” Bottle says. “I could die at any moment!”

Gaty sighs then hears someone stomping over to them. The three turn to see Test Tube walking over, looking angry.

“Don’t say that,” Test Tube says as she points her finger at Bottle. Then stomps away as the three look confused.

“What has her contents boiling?” Limey asks.

“I dunno,” Gaty says as she looks around and sees Suitcase, she frowns.

Suitcase herself is unaware of this stare and is mainly trying to make herself move as little as possible.

“Well, it’s getting late,” Cabby says. “How about we find a room for her?”

“Better than any other idea we’ve had,” Journal says. “Come on Suitcase, let’s get you to a bed,”

“…Fine,” Suitcase says and slowly gets up and starts slowly walking to the hotel.

“We’re making progress!” Cabby says as the two follow Suitcase into the hotel.

They walk through a few halls and Suitcase is losing the low amounts of energy she has. They eventually get up to a higher floor.

“I don’t think this is working,” A voice says. Journal notices its Cola Bottle.

“Just keep going,” Treasure Chest says. “Oh hey Journal! Oh and you must be-”

Treasure Chest is interrupted by Suitcase putting herself on the glass. Everyone looks shocked.

“…Doesn’t that hurt?” Taylor asks.

“It’s the only thing that’s made me feel something… physically,” Suitcase says. “I already have felt pain mentally,”

“Hey guys I’m back with another broom!” Cup says. “…Where did the glass go?”

“Suitcase is laying on it,” Journal says.

“Oh… can she move?” Cup asks.

Cabby comes up through the elevator at that moment.

“This think takes forever, someone need to fix-” Cabby says. “Suitcase… what are you doing?” Cabby asks with a concerned look.

“Laying on a pile of broken glass,” Suitcase says as neutral as possible,

“…Can you tell me why?” Cabby says.

“Felt like it,” Suitcase says.

“Can you get up?” Cabby asks.

“Yeah, this is starting to hurt but… you know,” Suitcase says, she gets up and looks around. “Oh, I’m ripped a bit,”

“Tends to happen when you lay on broken glass,” Treasure Chest says. Suitcase turns to him and gives him an aggressive look.

“Yeah,” Suitcase says and then jumps out of the window.

Everyone’s eyes go wide as they realize what she did, besides Cup who somehow doesn’t realize what happened and still has a goofy smile on his face. As he cleans up the glass.

“I’ll go… recover her,” Journal says, quickly running down the stairs.

“Me too,” Cabby says and goes back into the elevator.

“Why are you going on the elevator if it’s slow?” Cola Bottle asks.

Cabby points to her wheels.

“Oh! Oh my coke, I’m so sorry,” Cola Bottle says.

“No worries,” Cabby says with a friendly smile before the doors close, slowly.

“Since when did I say ‘Oh my coke’?” Cola Bottle asks.

“Hey we got Milk Bottle back,” Gaty says. “…Still haven’t cleaned it up?”

“Someone decided to lay on it,” Treasure Chest says.

“Who?” Gaty asks.

“Suitcase,” Milk says.

“What?” Gaty says. “…Of course. Also sorry for taking so long, Bottle broke three other times on the way up here,”

“Are there more messes?” Cola Bottle asks.

“No,” Gaty says.

“How?” Treasure Chest asks.

“We cleaned it up,” Gaty says.

“…How?” Treasure Chest asks.

“…By cleaning it?” Gaty says.

“That explains nothing!” Treasure Chest says.

“We just cleaned it up,” Limey says.

“…There! No more clean up!” Taylor says after she gets all the glass into a dustpan and they deposits it into a nearby trash can.

“We should find some rooms,” Milk says.

“Most of the good ones are probably taken at this point,” Cola Bottle says.

“Bottle’s alive?” Someone new asks, everyone turns to see Pillow.

“No! Not again!” Treasure Chest yells.

“Fine,” Pillow says. “I’ll go bother Book and Price Tag instead,”

Pillow makes her way to Price Tag’s and Books room which is right next to her.

“PILLOW! GET OUT!” Price Tag yells. Pillow exits the room and leaves.

“Weird girl,” Cup says.

Price Tag, Book and GPS are still sitting and watching a movie.

“Ugh! I don’t see how you can tolerate her,” Price Tag says.

“You have to get used to her,” Book says.

“We’ve known her for basically the same amount of time,” Price Tag says.

“Oh… right,” Book says. “I just think she took… an interest in me,”

“What does that mean?” GPS asks.

“Uh… what does it mean when Sketchpad calls you a murderer?” Book asks as the most obvious distraction ever.

“Book!” Price Tag says.

“It’s fine,” GPS says. “It’s… that he’s confused, I was infected by a virus at the time which made me kill…almost everyone, including myself,”

“…Did you get recovered?” Price Tag asks.

“We don’t have recovery where I come from,” GPS says.

“Then how are you…” Book asks.

“I have no clue,” GPS says.

“…Let’s go back to that thing about Pillow," Price Tag says.

“No!” Book yells. “I mean… she just did! I had no control over it!”

“Book, I know you mean more than that!” Price Tag says.

“I- I mean- you know…” Book says, attempting to defend herself.

GPS smiles at the back and forth between the two. As he looks out of the window in their room to the sky. They see a butterfly fly past as the sun finally sets.

“That’s the game for today,” Announcer says and hops off to wherever.

“…Now to wait,” Suitcase says and purposely falls over onto the ground.

Everyone stares at her for a moment. Water Bottle walks over to see if he can somehow get her up.

“Get up!” Water Bottle says and kicks Suitcase. “…Get up!” He yells again.

She gives him a death stare and Water Bottle slowly backs away, then runs away, off into the distance where he can’t be seen anymore.

Cabby and Journal look at each nervously while the rest of the team walks away. Either not caring or not wanting to get involved. Book and Price Tag walk away discussing what they can do now that today’s challenge is over.

“I think I still have my Goikys and Dragons board,” Price Tag says.

“I’m a bit bored of that, do you wanna play ‘Oops my bad’ instead?”

“Noooooo… how about we roll down that hill instead?” Price Tag asks.

“Great idea Taggy!” Book says and the two run to the hill and begin to roll down it.

GPS, in the distance, looks at them and sighs. But Pillow also looks at them with a smile that’s a bit too plain yet a bit too wide. GPS walks away to sulk and passes Evil Milk Container.

“What did you say your name was?” Taylor asks Cola Bottle.

“Bottle but you should call me Cola Bottle to avoid confusion with her,” Cola Bottle says and points to Milk Bottle.

“Oh… huh…” Taylor says.

“I know, most names are so easy and I thought we could both be Bottle but she was insistent,” Cola Bottle says.

“So, everyone’s name is just their object?” Taylor asks.

“…Yeah? …Is your name not Magazine?” Cola Bottle asks.

“No, it’s Taylor,” Taylor says.

“…Is that… what you’re made of?” Cola Bottle asks.

“No? I mean… it says my name on the front which is probably why my parents named me that…”

“Oh, it says ‘Taylor’ on the front?” Cola Bottle says, inspecting her.

“Well it says my full name, Taylor Nolan,” Taylor says.

“…Full name?” Cola Bottle asks.

“Yeah like my first and last name,” Taylor says.

“First and Last?” Cola Bottle says.

“Well I also have a middle name too,” Taylor says.

“Why do you need three names?” Cola Bottle asks.

“Identification mostly, there’s a lot of Taylors and probably some Taylor Nolan’s so I need it so I …stand out, I guess,” Taylor says.

“…Okay,” Cola Bottle says.

“Well it’s like how you and she did it,” Taylor says. “Cola is like a first name and Bottle is like your last name,”

“…That makes more sense,” Cola Bottle says.

“What are you guys talking about?” Gaty asks.

“Names,” Cola Bottle says.

“That’s cool,” Gaty says. “Honestly I still like my name even if everything else about me has changed,”

“Did you ever want to change your name?” Taylor asks.

“You can do that?” Gaty asks.

“I mean where I come from people change their names all the time,” Taylor says. “My Mom changed her name when she got married to my Dad and then again when they got divorced,”

“What’s marriage?” Cola Bottle asks.

“What’s a Mom and Dad?” Gaty asks.

“…You don’t even have parents?” Taylor asks.

“What’s a parent?” Gaty asks.

“The people who made you alive?” Taylor says.

“Oh! Okay, you have a word for that… we don’t,” Gaty says, then thinks. “Yeah I had… two of those,”

“Can you have more than two?” Taylor asks.

“Yes?” Cola Bottle says.

“Yeah… I’m pretty sure Taco does, Taco!” Gaty shouts. Fish Taco looks over from her conversation with Cup, Treasure Chest and Milk, she excuses herself and walks over.

“Yeah?” Fish Taco asks.

“You have three… people who’ve made you right?” Gaty asks.

“Yeah, why?” Fish Taco asks.

“Huh?” Taylor asks. “How?”

“What do you mean how?” Fish Taco asks.

“How does that… work?” Taylor asks.

“They just do it normally but with three people,” Fish Taco says.

“…But what if… what if… what if it’s like two girls and a guy? How does it work then? Does it not work?” Taylor asks.

“Why would that make a difference?” Fish Taco asks.

“Okay wait how do you guys… give birth?” Taylor whispers that last part.

“I don’t know what that means,” Fish Taco says.

“We do it the normal way? I assume?” Cola Bottle says. “I have no idea what your saying,”

Taylor sighs.

“How do you… how does the mother… release the baby from the womb?” Taylor asks, looking concerned.

“What’s a womb?” Gaty asks.

“How do you guys have children?” Taylor asks.

“The normal way,” Fish Taco says.

“I don’t know what that means,” Taylor says.

“We just stand around, but once we feel enough love, out pops a baby, well sometimes it happens by accident but that’s rare,” Cola Bottle says.

“…That is very different to how to happens in my… place,” Taylor says.

“Well how does it happen?” Gaty asks.

Taylor then has to explain to a bunch of adults how her dimensions’ birth processes work. Which is very similar to how us humans do it, if you don’t know how that works, don’t worry, you’ll figure it out when you're older.

The three of them are horrified.

“I’m leaving,” Plasma Ball says as soon as they are dismissed from the challenge.

“Well we could’ve done better admittedly," Ring says as soon as Plasma Ball is away.

“We did the best we could!” Peanut says.

“…Some of us did,” Ring says. “Some of us… did Bowling Ball ever get recovered? Is he even dead?”

“I’ll go do that now!” Bouquet says and rushes away.

“Some of us did, some others… and it’s now only us,” Ring says, looking around as Spraypaint, Kit and Eyepatch have left as well.

“…Well I think everyone tried their hardest and that’s what counts,” Peanut says.

“Peanut… Plasma Ball is mad at us because of that,” Ring says. “I don’t think this is a good team…”

“Well, we’re all in a new place, give it some time! Nothing is perfect the first go around,” Peanut says.

“…That’s fair,” Ring says with a sigh. “I’m… I don’t want to mess this up,”

“That’s fair,” Peanut says. “I wouldn’t want to mess this up either!” Peanut smiles.

Ring hums in agreement and the three fall into a comfortable silence.

Lightbulb in contrast is in an uncomfortable silence. Paintbrush looks at her with concern while Fan and Test Tube look at her with malice. While Bot’s off in their world. OJ has been trying to get away from Chrome Gradienty and Broomer has been chasing after Chalky. ROCK is next to Bot and has joined them in their own world.

Admittedly out of everything Lightbulb misses Baxter the most, she managed to find him or he found her after everything with Meeple but now he’s gone again.

Like Bot could’ve been. She said she was sorry, why can’t they just accept that?

Lightbulb gets up and walks away. Paintbrush seems to want to follow her but decides against to. Instead Lightbulb finds a cliff, with a broken Bowling Ball at the cliff; she doesn’t look down after the first time she sees it.

“Chalky died again,” Broomer says, coming back to the group. Looking around, he notices the down mood but doesn’t comment on it, instead he frowns. “I’ll think I’ll let him be dead for a while,” Broomer says and sits down between the two groups.

Broomer sees Test Tube, Fan and Paintbrush all wince at that comment. Broomer watches how upset Test Tube and Fan look, how concerned Paintbrush looks and the fact that Lightbulb is off on the side. All while Bot and ROCK are unaware.

“What you looking at Kid?” Broomer asks Bot after a moment of silence.

“Butterflies,” Bot says.

Broomer looks up and sure enough, it’s butterflies. Plenty of them actually, more than he could ever remember.

“Huh,” Broomer says.

“…I’m going to see if I can find a room in the hotel for… us…” Test Tube says.

“I’ll come with you!” Fan says, way too quickly. Test Tube nods. “How about you Paintbrush?”

“Yeah… sure,” Paintbrush says and follows the two into the hotel. Broomer watches as they walk into the hotel, yet Lightbulb is still left alone, looking defeated.

“Hey kid… how did you feel about… dying?” Broomer asks.

“I mean, I guess it was scary but I wouldn’t say it was that bad,” Bot says.

“Maybe you should tell your parents that,” Broomer says.

“My parents?” Bot says.

“Oh, I thought-” Broomer begins to say.

“Test Tube and Fan created me but…” Bot says. “I dunno, that’s something for another day,” Broomer nods.

“Well you should still tell them that,” Broomer says.

“Why?” Bot asks.

Broomer leans away and points to Lightbulb. Who is still alone on the cliff, her eyes are closed and she’s trying not to cry. But it’s quite obvious she’s close to crying, at least close enough where Broomer and Bot can notice.

“…Oh,” Bot says.

“Just a thought,” Broomer says.

“Yeah…” Bot says. “Do you know where they are?” Bot asks.

“They just went inside the hotel,” Broomer points to the hotel.

“Thanks,” Bot says and runs off. Broomer smiles then looks to ROCK.

“How are you doing bud?” Broomer asks.

“DEATH. LA. ZERS.” ROCK says.

“I bet,” Broomer says. “I gotta go recovery Chalky, look over those butterflies for me,”

“MY. HON. OR.” ROCK says, Broomer smiles and walks away.

Charlotte has decided to continue to rest against the same tree after Liam, Bryce and Amelia decided to get into a fight. Here she lays, deteriorating.

“So then I said ‘you’re a freak!’ And then I punched him 20 times,” Water Bottle says.

“Wow, glad you didn’t overreact,” Basketball comments.

“That’s pretty cool, dude,” Chainsaw says.

“I know! Punching people is so cool all- woah!” Water Bottle yells and points to Charlotte. “She’s covered in Mold!”

“Not like it’ll affect us,” Basketball says.

“Haven’t you heard of Moldy Water stupid armless freak?” Water Bottle asks.

“The water is inside of you dips-” Basketball begins to say.

“Guys! Why are we bullying each other when we could bully her?” Chainsaw asks.

“…That’s a girl?” Water Bottle asks.

The three slowly approach her, she’s asleep at this point, mainly due to having nothing to do and nobody to talk to.

*What do we do?* Chainsaw whispers.

*Your the one who wanted to get a closer look,* Basketball whispers back.

*How about you guys tear off a piece of her,* Water Bottle says.

*Why don’t you do it?* Basketball says.

*Moldy Water!* Water Bottle says.

*It’s inside of you… wait, do you even have water inside of you?* Basketball asks.

*…I rather not risk it,* Water Bottle says.

*Oh my court,* Basketball says.

“Hm?” Charlotte says as she wakes up and sees three guys in front of her. “I don’t have any money on me,”

The four just stare at each other.

“You're a freak!” Water Bottle says and runs away. Chainsaw follows him rolling his eyes, annoyed.

“What’s his problem?” Charlotte asks.

“Your mold,” Basketball says in a casual way and walks off with Chainsaw.

Charlotte is once again reminded of what’s on her, she sighs.

“Those guys do anything to you?” Someone asks, Charlotte turns to see Plasma Ball. Standing over her.

“I’m fine,” Charlotte says.

“If you say so,” Plasma Ball says and sits down next to her.

The two sit in mildly awkward silence (mainly for Charlotte) before Charlotte finally goes to say something.

“What are you doing?” She asks.

“Seeing what happens,” Plasma Ball says.

“Huh?” Charlotte asks.

“Seeing how long it’ll take till you get tired and do something terrible,” Plasma Ball says.

“…You won’t have to wait long,” Charlotte says.

“…I get mad too. I get so mad that I spark and stuff catches on fire. Which makes people scared of me… but I assume it that isn’t the same for you,” Plasma Ball says.

“It was an accident,” Charlotte says. “I was supposed to get help for it but then…”

“…You can still be a decent person and if you don’t…” Plasma Ball says. “You’ll end up hating yourself for it,”

“I think it’s too late,” Charlotte says.

“I used to think that,” Plasma Ball says. “…This is no place to be held up at, you don’t want rain to make your condition worse do you?”

“…I guess not,” Charlotte admits.

Plasma Ball extends her hand and Charlotte takes it to get up. The two walk side by side towards the hotel. They get into it, only to be passed by a robot.

“Sorry!” They say as they quickly rush through the building searching for a few people. They eventually find them on the third floor.

“A bit cramped,” Fan says.

“They’re all cramped Fan,” Paintbrush says. Bot approaches them.

“Bot?” Test Tube asks.

“Oh hey Bot! We’re looking at rooms, want to join us?” Fan asks.

“Are you okay?” Paintbrush asks, noticing their concern.

“Are you mad at Lightbulb because of what happened?” Bot asks.

Test Tube, Fan and Paintbrush all look shocked but don’t instantly say anything. Book and Price Tag walk by, not noticing the scene and happily going through the halls.

“How about we watch a movie?” Price Tag asks Book,

“Which one do you want to watch?” Book asks.

GPS, down the hall, looks at them. They’re so happy… he walks up to them.

“Oh hey GPS, you need to define something?” Book asks.

“Um, no, I wanted to know… if you guys wanted to hang out?” GPS asks.

“…Sure! Maybe you can help us pick out a movie!” Price Tag says.

GPS smiles, Missing Dog Poster runs past them and looks through all the rooms until she sees a few pens and some sheets of paper. She takes them and runs out of the room.

Nice Time Again meanwhile is outside. Mostly it’s Spellbook and Leafy talking about how nice they are and how nice they can become.

“It’s nice she has a friend like this who she can share her interests with but I can’t help but feel put to the side,” Taco says.

“…I bet,” Microphone says.

“Hey guys!” Missing Dog Poster says.

“Oh hey MDP,” Cattail says.

“Don’t call me that,” Missing Dog Poster says.

“…Okay,” Cattail says.

“I found pens and paper!” Missing Dog Poster says.

“Is it to make friendly letters?” Spellbook asks.

“To make Nice Time Again advertisement posters?” Leafy asks.

“To eat 10 pizzas and get 20 milkshakes to give to the homeless?” Rotten Apple asks.

“What? No! I’m going to use it to make my object comic!” Missing Dog Poster says. “How do you not remember this? It’s like my core personality trait!”

“Most people usually don’t admit to that,” Taco says.

“That’s pretty selfish,” Spellbook says.

“I would rather drink 20 pizza and give 30 milkshakes to the homeless and also 2 dollars to spend on all the drugs they want,” Rotten Apple says.

“What was that last part Rotten Apple?” Fern asks.

“Guys I think I forgot my epi pen,” Cane’s Cup says, looking like a ball.

“I think I remember you saying that,” Microphone says to Missing Dog Poster with a smile.

“Well anyway I’m going to get working on my crossover comic,” Missing Dog Poster says and sits down on the ground and uses a nearby rock to draw.

“Hey Taco? Can you come over here to tell us who’s nicest?” Leafy asks.

“Of course love!” Taco says and walks over to Leafy and Spellbook. Microphone frowns and then looks over to Missing Dog Poster.

Microphone slowly scooches over to see what Missing Dog Poster is working on, it looks to be sort of a storyboard type drawing. Microphone watches for a little bit.

“What are you making?” Microphone eventually asks. Missing Dog Poster is taken aback a little bit and lets out a little yelp. Which scares Microphone a bit.

“Sorry!” Missing Dog Poster says. “I’m making, as mentioned before, a crossover comic. It’s a crossover between two of my own series but I find it very fulfilling,"

“Totally,” Microphone says. “…What exactly is your comic about?”

“It’s an object show comic,” Missing Dog Poster says.

“Oh,” Microphone says.

“Just like BFDI or inanimate insanity,” Missing Dog Poster says. “But you know… like a comic,”

“You know my show?” Microphone asks.

“Yup! Watched it about… twenty times? Taco’s such a good villian… oh wait, sorry. You're good too, your redemption arc was so great,” Missing Dog Poster says.

“…Thanks?” Microphone says.

“Sorry, I’m admittedly a big fan of you guys which is why I wanted to join this team so badly,” Missing Dog Poster says. “You usually don’t get such good female characters,”

“You’re starting to sound like Fan,” Microphone says.

“You work so well. Trying to overcome your own insecurities while trying to find your own voice. It works so well! It really comes to ahead after you hold Fan’s de-” Missing Dog Poster starts to say.

“That’s enough,” Microphone says. “I don’t really want to relive that,” Missing Dog Poster tilts her head before her eyes go wide.

“Oh! I’m sorry! I didn’t… That was real?” Missing Dog Poster asks.

“…Yes?” Microphone asks.

“…Wow… that’s… Wow,” Missing Dog Poster says then laughs. “I thought that was just TV,”

“It wasn’t,” Microphone says.

“Huh… wow I saw so much… of your lives… almost every… huh,” Missing Dog Poster says and looks at her comic. “I thought you were all acting,”

“Guess I’m good enough to fool you?” Microphone says with a shaky smile. Missing Dog Poster laughs a bit then stops once she releases how awkward this situation is.

“…What do you like to do for fun?” Missing Dog Poster asks Microphone, which makes the latter smile.

“Name?”

“Announcer,” Announcer says.

“Home Dimension?”

“GKY-2763,” Announcer says.

“What is the name of the show you host?”

“BFDI also known as Battle for Dream Island,”

“What are your most prevalent traits?”

“Hosting, Organization, Frugalness and being impartial and fair,” Announcer says.

“Greatest Strength?”

“See Last Question,”

“Greatest Weakness,”

“I care too much,”

“What was your challenge?”

“Collecting Coins,”

“Did anything stand out?”

“Contestants were confused and some of them were completely distracted. I assume this will work itself out however,”

“…Sure… What do you plan to do in your free time?”

“I have a small house that I intend to live in and I wish to further my findings,” Announcer says. “Do not give me that look,”

“I didn't give you a- What’s your contact information?”

“You already have it,” Announcer says and gets up from the chair and heads to the door.

“We have to put it on record,”

“Put what you know on record,”

“…So [email protected] and your phone number is 5427-51872-128965? I will also put down that you don’t use any social media,”

“Correct,” Announcer confirms.

“Great… and I guess since you're already leaving you have no questions or comments about this?”

“…To improve… cut the questions that don’t matter. Say the questions more professionally and authentically. But practice makes perfect,” Announcer says.

“You're already forcing me to do this, isn’t that enough that I’m doing it willingly?”

“No,”

“Fantastic… I’ll keep that in mind,”

“Terrific, see you soon,” Announcer says then walks out of the room.

The interviewer sighs, and rubs his head a bit.

“Now that all the teams have been assembled and named, today’s challenge is to find the coins, the two teams who have the least amount of coins lose,” Announcer says. “3, 2, 1, Go,”

Immediately everyone begins to run minus everyone on Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch besides Plasma Ball. Who pauses once she realizes her team is following her.

“Come on!” Plasma Ball yells.

“Give me a second!” Kit yells.

“…I’m going!” Plasma Ball yells and runs off.

“Wait! But we have to protect you!” Bowling Ball calls. Plasma Ball makes a gesture while she runs off once again.

“What does that mean?” Hanger asks.

“A very vulgar gesture which you should never repeat,” Ring says.

“…I don’t think I can,” Hanger says, holding up one of her feet.

“Really? It looked like a thumbs up to me,” Peanut says, squinting.

“I hope they have glasses here," Ring says.

“I found a coin!” Spellbook says.

“Wow great job Spellbook!” Leafy says.

“Uh, Taco, I think that’s an acorn,” Microphone says, pointing to the ‘coin’ that Spellbook has.

“Just a minute Microphone, Leafy, I think that’s an acorn,” Taco says.

“Sorry Taco, give me a second, that’s such a great find Spellbook!” Leafy says.

“No need to tell me twice, friend!” Spellbook says.

“That’s an acorn,” Fern says, breaking through all the noise. The he holds up a coin. “This is a coin,”

“…That’s a coin alright,” Taco says.

“But…what? I… no! I bet this is a coin and I’ll prove it to the announcer thingy!” Spellbook says and runs off.

“Spellbook!” Leafy says.

“Let her do that, Leafy,” Taco says. “We need to keep finding coins,”

“Oh, right, we do,” Leafy says, Taco smiles the turns back to Microphone.

“What were you going to say Microphone?” Taco asks.

“…I forgot,” Microphone says.

“Alright then. Wait for me Leafy!” Taco says and quickly runs after her.

“They’ve been attached at the hip since they met,” Fern says to Microphone.

“…Yeah, that makes sense,” Microphone says.

“Magnates!” Lightbulb says.

“One problem with that plan, Lightbulb, where are we going to get the magnates?” Paintbrush asks.

“Bleh!” Lightbulb spits out a magnet. “This way… a bit slobbery though,”

“Well how powerful is its pull?” Test Tube asks.

“I dunno let’s see!” Lightbulb says and pulls it up and turns it on.

Bot is immediately latched onto it.

“Ow,” Bot says.

Then a coin hits them and sticks to them due to the amount of pull the magnet has.

“Ow,” Bot says, then grabs the coin and tries to push it off. “I can’t get it off!”

Another few coins come in their direction.

“Ow!” Bot says.

“Lightbulb! Turn it off!” Test Tube says.

“Oh! Sorry!” Lightbulb says she reaches to turn it off.

“Watch out!” They hear a voice in the distance. They all turn to see Gaty, rapidly approaching their location.

Lightbulb tries her best to reach the off switch as quick as possible but-

*Crunch*

Lightbulb turns it off and Gaty slops onto the floor, broken but alive. Bot is less lucky. Bot slinks down and hits the floor broken, damaged beyond repair.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to do that! My hinges latched on randomly!” Gaty says.

“You're fine… Lightbulb,” Test Tube says. Lightbulb gulps.

“Wow a contestant already dead?” Announcer asks. “Lucky for you, we have a recovery center,”

Announcer points to a recovery center. Located right next to the hotel. On the right side when looking into the hotel.

Lightbulb instantly runs over and inputs ‘Bot’ then presses Go and out pops Bot.

“What happened?” Bot asks.

“I’m so sorry!” Lightbulb says, tears coming out of her eyes as she hugs Bot. “I’ll never play with magnates again!”

“Wow… awkward,” Announcer says and slides away.

“Hey we got 7 coins!” OJ says.

“…Not the time OJ,” Paintbrush says.

“Bounce Pass!” Water Bottle yells and shoots Basketball up into the trees.

“You arrogant jerk, oh wait I found a coin,” Basketball says.

“Stab!” Pillow says and stabs Water Bottle making a gash.

“…Ow,” Water Bottle says as he stands there for a moment then randomly faints.

“Yay!” Pillow says.

“Good riddens,” Basketball says as he comes back down to the ground.

“Stab!” Pillow says and stabs Basketball which causes him to shoot away quickly before flying up into the air then coming back down once he’s out of air. “Yay!”

Book and Price Tag look nervously look at each other. Then walk away.

“Stab!” Pillow says, she stabs Chainsaw who predictably doesn’t feel anything. “…Stab!”

“That’s not going to work on me… where are they? They should be recovered by now,” Chainsaw says.

“Stab!”

“Do we even have a recovery mechanism?” Suitcase asks.

“Not from what I saw,” Cabby says.

“Stab!”

“Pillow Sto-” Chainsaw says.

“Stab!”

“Pillow stop stabbing me, that still isn’t going to work. Also now two of our best teammates are dead!” Chainsaw says.

“Recover them, Stab,” Pillow says.

“We don’t know if there is a way to recover them,” Cabby says.

“…Really?” Pillow asks.

“Yes,” Suitcase says.

“Stab!” Pillow says.

“…Let’s see if we can find a recovery thing near here,” Chainsaw says and walks off while Pillow continues trying to stab him.

“Got one!” Plasma Ball says.

“Do you need help M’lady?” Bowling Ball asks.

“…You know what? Hold onto this for me,” Plasma Ball says.

“Alright!” Bowling Ball says then immediately drops the coin. “…Whoops,” It slides away from him, then he accidentally kicks it and then keeps kicking it and soon enough he’s rolling down a hill trying to get it.

“I didn’t want that coin anyway,” Plasma Ball says with a sigh and walks away.

“Hey I found a coin!” Diary says.

“Look likes a dumb coin,” Feather says.

“Wow that reminded me of something,” Dairy says.

“Of what?” Feather asks.

“Why we don’t work together,” Diary says.

“Oh that’s rich!” Feather says.

The two get into a fight while everyone else looks on in general discontent or in No Way’s case concern.

“Well I’m going this way,” Bryce says.

“Good call,” Amelia says and drags Liam behind her. Charlotte and Vase follow.

The five of them walk away.

“Why did we even join this team in the first place?” Amelia asks.

“It was the only team left,” Bryce says. “We could‘ve been somewhere else if we moved faster without Taylor’s outburst,”

“She did have a point,” Amelia says.

“…What?” Bryce says and turns around to face Amelia.

“You really should've gone to the police,” Amelia says. “I know hindsight is 20/20 but they really could’ve helped you,”

“No they wouldn’t,” Bryce says.

“They would’ve,” Amelia says.

“No they wouldn’t. They never helped me at all, plus I would’ve sounded like a crazy person, did you think of that?” Bryce asks.

“You should’ve done something! What did you want to happen?” Amelia asks.

“I assumed he would’ve let you all go! When I heard he didn’t then I got worried! I was worried for you!” Bryce says. “I went back with Liam specifically for you!”

“I know! And I thank you for that! But you should’ve gone to the police! You should’ve left a note or something?” Amelia says.

“Tell that to the guy who ran up a water tower to get killed,” Bryce says and gestures to Liam.

“I said I was sorry for that…” Liam says.

“…Sorry,” Bryce says.

“I’m sorry too,” Amelia says. “I didn’t realize-”

“It’s fine,” Bryce says.

“It’s obviously not, at least to you Bryce,” Amelia says.

“Let’s just drop it,” Bryce says.

“We are not dropping it,” Amelia says.

“Hey! Let’s not get into another fight! Lets just find some coins!” Vase says and gestures to the three as they go.

Charlotte on the other hand has decided to walk away from all the noise and sit next to a tree to rot.

“I found one,” Cola Bottle says holding up a coin. “Anyone else?”

Everyone else either says no or shakes their heads. Gaty rushes back, severely damaged. She comes back breathing heavily.

“What happened?” Milk Bottle asks.

“Magnets,” Gaty says as she hyperventilates.

“Elaborate a bit more?” Treasure Chest asks.

“Big Magnets,” Gaty says.

“Let Gaty catch her breath, she can explain afterwards,” Cola Bottle says. Gaty slows catches her breath and slows down until she is relaxed enough.

“The team with the… robot. Do you guys know them? They had this big magnet which attracted me to it and I ended up killing their robot, also I almost died,” Gaty says. “Also good news, we have a recovery center,”

“Did you find any coins?” Cup asks.

“What? That patently absurd! I’ll teach them to mess with my henchwoman!” Limey says and starts to storm to the other team.

“Wait! Limey, you don’t have to do that. It was an accident,” Gaty says.

“Fine… but if it happens again they will know the brutalness of Limey!”

“How about…” Treasure Chest says and opens himself and pulls out a coin. “We use this? I have more if we need more,”

“I don’t know…” Cola Bottle says.

“He did say collect the coins, which technically…” Gaty says.

“It still feels wrong,” Milk says.

“Bring me your coins,” They hear being announced by Annoucer.

“Guess we’re out of time,” Gaty says.

“We had a total of 18 coins able to be collected, all of them were found, congratulations,” Annoucer says. “Brightest Lights collected 7 coins the most of any team,”

“Yeah! Go… team…” Lightbulb says as she slowly can feel the awkwardness.

“Murder!!! Collected 5 coins while Nice Time Again collected 3 coins. Which leaves Girl Power! (With some boys), Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch and Evil Milk Container,” Announcer says.

Everyone from said teams looks nervously around at each other. Minus Charlotte who is apathetic and Plasma Ball who simply rolls her eyes.

“Girl Power! (With some boys) collected 1 coin while Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch collected 0 coins… good job. Which makes both of those teams losers because Evil Milk Container collected a total of… 2 coins,” Announcer says.

Evil Milk Container cheers except Cola Bottle who looks neutral and tired.

“Which means Girl Power! (With some boys) and Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch are up for elimination. Voters! Vote in the poll to save one of them”*

*You cannot vote. The votes only take place in-universe, sorry.

“Hello contestants,” The Speaker Box says with a robotic voice.

“Speakery!” Milk Bottle calls out.

“My name is Announcer,” Announcer corrects. “And today's challenge will be announced soon but first… teams, please make six teams of ten,”

“Seriously?” OJ asks.

“We should all make a team!” Leafy says to the new book and Taco. “It’ll be the nicest team of all time! Even with you… blue book?”

“It’s rude to assume other’s names because I’m Spellbook. But that sounds like a great idea!” Spellbook says.

“Of course,” Taco says, looking assured yet still out of it.

“Yeah, sure,” Microphone says.

“We should all make a team too!” Lightbulb says.

“Too?” Paintbrush asks.

“Sounds like a fantastic idea!” Test Tube says.

“Yay!” Fan says.

“I think us being a team will be a grand idea!” Peanut says.

“Sounds good to me,” Ring says.

“Okay,” Rosey says.

“Yay!” Hanger says.

“Wow, not a lot of options,” Gaty says looking at the teams with either people she doesn’t know and people who she knows too well.

“How about you join my team?” A voice says, Gaty turns around to see a… lemon? Lime? Some other kind of fruit? Talking to her.

“I mean… sure I guess? What’s your team going to be like?” Gaty asks.

“Evil!”

“…What kind of evil?” Gaty asks.

“The type that has an evil plan of course! Which I do…”

“What’s the evil plan?” Gaty asks.

“It’s a secret!”

“But you didn’t say it was a secret evil plan,” Gaty says.

“…Drats… okay… I’ll tell you… I don’t really have an evil plan,”

“Well maybe I could help you… what's your name?” Gaty asks.

“Limey,”

“Well nice to meet you Limey, I bet I can help you make the best evil plan ever!”

“I knew you would be a good henchman!” Limey says.

“Oh, I’m a girl,”

“My apologies, henchwoman!” Limey says.

“You know what? I think we’re going to be good friends,” Gaty says.

“We can make a team too!” Milk Bottle says happily.

“Are you sure? Wouldn’t you want to team up with someone you know?” Cola Bottle asks.

“I don’t know too many people here…” Milk Bottle says. “Plus some of them are mean! You're not mean!”

“…Am I glad for that…” Cola Bottle says.

“I think we’ll make a great team!” Milk says.

“Hey guys!” A chest says and comes along with a cup.

“Treasure Chest, Cup!” Cola Bottle says happily.

“Mind if we join your team?” Treasure Chest asks.

“Yes!” Milk Bottle says. “Wait… No! …Wait… Yes! …Wait… No! Wait…”

“You can join our team,” Cola Bottle says after a sigh.

“Yeah! What she said!” Milk Bottle says. As Chainsaw notices her team from across the way.

“They’re already making their own team, bet it sucks!” Chainsaw yells the last part at the bottles. He then turns to Basketball. “We should make our own!”

“I mean sure but who would join us?” Basketball asks.

“I would,” A tall Water Bottle says.

“…Let’s Go!” Chainsaw says and gives the Water Bottle a high five.

Dairy points at Paintbrush as her and Broomer are standing next to each other.

“They look like they could be your and Chalky’s kid,” Dairy says and then tries and fails to stifle a laugh.

Broomer tries to make a comment back but then stops. He looks at Paintbrush for a moment and then realizes something. Immediately he grabs Chalky.

“We’re joining their team,” Broomer says and points to Paintbrush and their team.

“Okay,” Chalky says with a shrug.

“I was joking!” Dairy calls but at that point Broomer is almost there.

“Do you guys need more team members?” Broomer asks Paintbrush.

“Hm? Oh, yeah, sure,” Paintbrush says.

“Where’s Bot? Do you think they don’t want to join our team because of the fact that we-” Fan begins to ramble until Test Tube cuts him off with a hand on his back.

“I bet they’re somewhere around here,” Test Tube says. “We can ask them if they come near but if they don’t want to join our team, then we don’t force it,”

“Right… you're right, like usual,” Fan says with a smile. Test Tube just snorts out a laugh at his comment.

“How about you Rock? Do you want to join our team?” Spellbook asks. ROCK shakes his head no. “I bet that means you do!” Spellbook says and reaches for ROCK.

Taco and Microphone give her a confused and concerned look. Only for ROCK to be picked up by Bot, with their legs extended high, towering over even Microphone.

“No, he doesn’t,” Bot says and takes ROCK away. Spellbook looks devastated.

“…Maybe that’s for the best,” Microphone says with a shrug.

Bot walks over to Fan and Test Tube’s team and puts ROCK down next to them.

“ROCK’s on our team,” Bot says.

“…Okay,” Fan asks.

“Are you sure you want to join our team?” Test Tube asks.

“…No better options,” Bot says with a shrug. “Who are you two?” Bot ask and points to Chalky and Broomer.

“I’m Broomer and… that’s Chalky,” Broomer says.

“I’m Chalky!” Chalky says with his mouth full of something.

“Babe, how did you already get something in your mouth?” Broomer asks.

“I got it fair and square!” Chalky says.

“That’s not what I’m concerned about!” Broomer says.

“…They look like they could be Paintbrush’s parents,” Bot comments.

“Huh?” Paintbrush says.

“Hey guys!” OJ says, approaching them. “Can I join this team? I really don’t know anyone else here and I think Suitcase might kill me if I even try to join her team,”

“I mean… maybe,” Paintbrush says. “No offense but Suitcase might be the better option, at least-”

“You can join,” Fan says.

“Fan?” Test Tube asks.

“Suitcase changed, Test Tube, I don’t want her on my team,” Fan says.

“Well Fan does know her best, I’ll admit that,” Paintbrush says.

“What about Cabster?” Lightbulb asks.

“No,” Paintbrush says. “OJ, welcome to the team,”

“Great to hear!” OJ says. “Now how about we synergize ourselves with a team building exercise? I know that…”

“…Were there no better options?” Test Tube asks. As someone else approaches their group.

“Ooh! Can I join?” Everyone turns to see a gradient next to them.

“What are you?” Broomer asks.

“I’m Chrome Gradienty!” Chrome Gradienty says. “And I’m a big fan!”

“…I would like to put that into question,” Fan says.

“I make only the best fanart,” Chrome Gradienty says and shows one of her masterpieces to the others.

“Why do I have Paws?” Paintbrush asks.

“Why don’t I?” Fan asks.

“And only the most romantic artworks,” Chrome Gradienty pulls out another work and most of the group doesn’t find it all that appealing. Some of the others (mostly Broomer, OJ and Chalky) stare at it with varying levels of shock on their faces.

“Is that me with Paper… doing… that?” OJ asks, his tone is unreadable.

“Yup!” Chrome Gradienty says happily.

“You’re hired,” OJ says.

“WHAT?” Broomer yells so hard it almost shakes the ground.

“We should be a team!” Price Tag says.

“Good idea, Taggy,” Book says. “And how about my brother joins?” Book asks as she points to her brother, Journal, right next to her.

“I don’t know, he looks kinda… off,” Price Tag says.

“Don’t worry Taggy! That’s how he always looks!” Book says.

“That doesn’t make it any better Book,” Price Tag says.

“It’s on the inside that counts,” Book says.

“What’s on the inside?” Price Tag asks.

“More of the same but you have to appreciate the consistency,” Book says.

“I guess I can…” Price Tag says. “Okay, let him on,”

“I was joining no matter what,” Journal says. “I also invited Suitcase,”

“Hi, I don’t want to be here,” Suitcase says.

“Well isn’t this a team?” Book asks.

“Aren’t you a dictionary? You can look it up!” Price Tag says.

“Your right Taggy!” Book says and opens up her pages to reveal the definition.

‘Team - two or more people working together’ it reads.

“Does it match?” Book asks.

“I guess,” Price Tag says.

“Good enough!” Book says and closes herself.

“Could I join as well?” Cabby rolls over and asks.

“…Hmmmmmm, Book, does that conflict with our definition?” Price Tag asks.

“Let’s check!” Book says and opens her pages back to the definition of Team.

‘Team - Yeah sure Cabby can join too’

“Seems so!” Price Tag says.

“Awesome! Welcome aboard Cabby!” Book says.

“Those pages of yours are interesting, can they record everything?” Cabby asks.

“Well I am a log of what is recorded in me, so we can see that too!” Book says.

“Want to compare notes?” Cabby asks and pulls out a file.

“Yes!” Book says, sounding excited.

“I wish to join your team,” Chocolate Milk Carton says.

“Of course!” Milk says happily.

“I don’t know…” Cola Bottle says.

“Yeah! He seems creepy…” Milk Bottle says and holds onto Cola Bottle for safety.

“…On second thought,” Cola Bottle says with a sly smile.

“Come on guys! He was a good teammate… mostly…” Milk says.

“What do you mean mostly?” Cola Bottle asks.

“The freezing was not my fault, I was paralyzed by an unseen force,” Chocolate Milk Carton says.

“…What?” Cola Bottle asks.

“It wasn't his fault guys! Come on!” Milk says.

“I’m more worried about what he just said,” Cola Bottle says.

“He scares me!” Milk Bottle says, now completely latched onto Cola Bottle.

“Bottle, I promise this guy is good,” Milk says.

“…Who are you talking to?” Milk Bottle asks.

“Me!” Cola Bottle says. “If you’re sure, I guess we can let him join,”

“Yes!” Milk says.

“This is fantastic news for me,” Chocolate Milk Carton says in a monotone voice.

“…I bet,” Cola Bottle says.

“Oh hi Bottle!” A new voice says, Cola Bottle turns around to see a gate.

“Hiiiii Gaty!” Milk Bottle says.

“You guys seem… good, how about me and Limey join your team?” Gaty asks.

“That sounds like a great idea!” Milk Bottle says.

“Fantastic! A team to do terrible things with!” Limey says.

“…Come on,” Cola Bottle says and pinches her face with her hand.

Gaty goes over to Cola Bottle.

“I know he seems off but I promise he won't do anything bad. He says he has an evil plan, he really doesn’t. I doubt he actually wants or even knows how to be evil,” Gaty says to her.

“…You know what? Fine,” Cola Bottle says. “Welcome to the team,”

“Yay! Non scary new team members!” Milk Bottle says.

“What? I’m plenty scary!” Limey says.

“No! You're cute! Like me!” Milk Bottle says.

“…Really?” Limey asks.

“Guess your right,” Cola Bottle says to Gaty which Gaty smiles at.

“Can I join too?” A new voice asks. They turn around to see Fish Taco.

“Don’t you want to join Leafy’s team?” Gaty asks.

“I would but… I don’t think I belong there… I’m not really an ‘obsessive over niceness’ kind of person,” Fish Taco says.

“I mean, I wouldn’t mind having you on the team, uh…. Other Bottle?” Gaty asks.

“I would say so and you can call me Cola Bottle, you know, to avoid confusion,” Cola Bottle says and points to Milk Bottle.

“Yay! Nicknames!” Milk Bottle says.

“You two want to make a team?” Feather asks Dairy and Moonstone.

“Might as well,” Diary says.

“Hey, making a team here?” Polka Dot asks walking over with No Way.

“Girls only,” Feather says.

“When did we make that a rule?” Dairy asks.

“I used to be a girl,” No Way says.

“Unless you detransition, no,” Feather says.

“That’s not a rule, you two can come in,” Diary says.

“What?” Feather asks.

“Majority rules, right Moonstone?” Diary asks.

“Right! …What are we voting on again?” Moonstone asks.

“Just say ‘I do’,” Dairy says.

“Wow, just like that? I mean neither of us has proposed yet, or even got together and I mean I do-” Moonstone starts to ramble.

“No, vote yes on my proposal!” Diary says.

“No vote? …Or vote yes?” Moonstone asks.

“…Just say you agree with me no matter what,” Diary says.

“Oh, okay! I agree with Diary no matter what!” Moonstone says.

“Then I’ll just find another team!” Feather says and storms off.

The four of them watch her leave and stand in silence for a moment slightly away from them to which she comes back.

“No better options?” Diary asks.

“Shut Up,” Feather says.

“…I have a sneaking suspicion that nobody wants to join our team,” Basketball says.

“It’s probably because you have no arms,” Water Bottle says.

“Being a bit blunt there aren’t ya?” Basketball asks.

“Come on, there has to be someone around here we can spread our influence with,” Chainsaw says. “Give me a second,” Chainsaw runs off. As Water Bottle looks at Basketball.

“…Don’t even think about it,” Basketball says.

“Come on, a little bit of dribbling won’t hurt,” Water Bottle says.

“Yes it will!” Basketball yells back.

Chainsaw looks around, not Bottle’s team, that team with the Lightbulb is full, not the team that's talking about how nice they are. Maybe the team with Journal? He hates Treasure Chest too. That’s a good start.

“Hey,” Chainsaw says.

“He can join, he’s… fine,” Journal says:

“No, not what I’m here for,” Chainsaw says. “A merge, you merge with my team,”

“Where’s your team?” Book asks.

“Over there,” Chainsaw says with a smirk and points to Basketball and Water Bottle arguing. Suitcase looks unimpressed.

“It’s more like you’ll be joining our team but sure,” Suitcase says.

“Yes! I mean yeah, cool,” Chainsaw says, he turns around and yells. “Guys! Over here!”

Water Bottle and Basketball stop their bickering and run over.

“This is the best you could find?” Basketball asks.

“Shut up,” Chainsaw says.

“Fine but I’m going to pretend like I’m not here,” Basketball says and lays down.

“We’re not going to cheat Feather!” The group hears from Diary.

“Come on! It’ll be so cool! You're lucky I even told you…” Feather says.

Diary mumbles something.

“Whatever, we’ll be even worse,” Chainsaw says. Most of them don’t hear it or don’t care but Book and Price Tag look nervously at each other after the comment.

“Uh hey, can I join?” A bitcrushed voice asks as he approaches Chainsaw and the others.

“Sure GPS,” Suitcase says and GPS joins.

“I heard there’s some horrible people here too! I’ll join as well!” Pillow says.

“Why not,” Suitcase says.

“I’m not a horrible person,” GPS says.

“I am,” Chainsaw says with a smirk.

“Why would you admit to that?” Price Tag asks. Chainsaw looks over to them and then pauses.

“…Why does your face look so weird?” Chainsaw asks.

“How about we get together with Kit and Spraypaint? After all, they come from the same show we do!” Peanut suggests.

“Are you sure? Spraypaint is a bit murderous,” Hanger says.

“She’s probably only like that to people on other teams,” Peanut suggests. “Maybe it’ll be a good idea to have her, so she doesn’t murder us!” Ring just gives him a confused look as he smiles at nothing.

“Does it even matter if she does?” Rosey asks.

“…Hey guys,” Kit says. “Heard you want us to join your team?”

“Hey there Kit! Would you and Spraypaint want to join our team?” Peanut says.

“…Sure,” Kit says.

“Rad!” Spraypaint says.

“Well who else should we get?” Ring asks.

“How about people who can’t find another place? They might feel left out otherwise,” Peanut says.

“Who fits that description?” Ring asks.

“Well,” Peanut says. “Let’s see! Hanger let’s go find some desperately lonely people!”

“Okay!” Hanger says.

Peanut and Hanger walk away from the group.

“How about we find someone who actually wants to be here?” Kit asks.

Everyone besides Ring murmurs in agreement.

Peanut and Hanger look around, mainly for people who look lonely. It only takes a moment until Hanger recognizes one. Immediately she runs over to the person.

“Are you lonely?” Hanger asks.

“Yeah, I guess,” Plasma Ball says.

“Then you're coming with me!” Hanger says happily and tries to drag Plasma Ball away and fails.

Plasma Ball sighs and goes the direction Hanger is dragging her which leads them back to Peanut.

“Good job Hanger! What's your name ma’am?” Peanut asks.

“Plasma Ball,” Plasma Ball says.

“Sounds good, follow us!” Peanut says.

Plasma Ball, Peanut and Hanger come back to the team. Which is now three members bigger with Eyepatch, Bowling Ball and Bouquet joining the team.

“Your strategy seemed to work, Peanut,” Ring says with a smile.

“Wow! That’s just dandy!” Peanut says. “We got one ourselves… which makes ten! That's the limit right,”

“Actually it's twenty three,” Spraypaint says.

“Really? I could've sworn it was ten,” Peanut says.

“She’s making a joke,” Rosey says.

“No I’m not,” Spraypaint says with a smirk.

“Yes you are,” Rosey says.

“I don’t think so,” Spraypaint says.

“I think we should kill Spraypaint,” Rosey says.

“Actually I… wait what?” Spraypaint asks.

“I guess we should join Leafy and Taco’s team again,” Fern says.

“I guess,” Cattail says. “There isn’t any better options?”

“Do you see any?” Fern asks, Cattail laughs.

“I guess not,” Cattail says.

The two walk over to Leafy and Taco’s team. Looking around to see if anyone else would be better but there are no better options.

“Hey Leafy, can we join?” Cattail asks.

“Returning friends!” Leafy says. “Of course you can join! This will be the nicest team ever!”

“Awesome!” Cattail says. She and Fern join the team.

“Maybe we should all join No Way and Polka Dot’s team,” Vase says.

“That sounds good,” Liam says.

“Sure,” Bryce says.

“…I think I’m going to join another team actually,” Taylor sort of mumbles out and begins to walk away.

“Taylor,” Amelia says and reaches out for her, Taylor pulls her arm away so Amelia can’t grab it. Everyone then notices her walking away.

“Can I join your team?”

“What’s your name?” Leafy asks.

“Missing Dog Poster!”

“Are you nice?” Leafy asks.

“Extremely nice!”

“No she’s not!” Chrome Gradienty yells from a bit of a distance away.

“Don’t listen to her! All she does is draw weird pictures of boys,” Missing Dog Poster says.

“It’s not nice to shut someone down like that!” Spellbook says.

“…Well, she’s mean,” Missing Dog Poster says.

“Just because someone is mean doesn’t mean that you have to be mean back to them because if you mean to them they might be mean back to you or someone else and if they’re mean-” Spellbook rambles.

“Can I join?” Missing Dog Poster says. “Please?”

“Oh she said please! That must mean she’s nice!” Spellbook says.

“Yeah, sure,” Microphone says.

“Awesome! Have you guys heard of object comics?” Missing Dog Poster says.

“Hey can I join?” Another voice asks.

“Name?” Taco asks.

“Rotten Apple,”

“What show are you from?” Taco asks.

“Hey why didn’t you ask me that-” Missing Dog Poster begins to say.

“Showvember!” Rotten Apple says. “I was the winner of season 1 actually!”

“How did you win?” Taco asks.

“By being nice to everyone!” Rotten Apple says.

“Oh, perfect, perfect fit, now… how did Sketchpad and Cane’s Cup get here?” Taco asks. Microphone jumps back a bit after seeing the two. As they stand there, doing nothing.

“We were always here,” Cane’s Cup says.

“Yeah!” Sketchpad says,

“…You know what? Fine, I don’t think there’s any spots left anyway,” Taco says.

“Where are you going?” Vase asks as she walks over to Taylor, who is leaving.

“…To another team,” Taylor says.

“Why?” Amelia asks.

“I don’t want to be here right now,” Taylor says.

“There has to be a reason,” Amelia says.

“No, there doesn’t,” Taylor says.

“Then why don’t you come with us?” Amelia asks.

“It’s because Bryce didn’t go to the police when he should have! There! Is that good enough for you?” Taylor yells and storms off.

“Huh?” Amelia asks.

“There were police after us?” Liam asks.

“…I… didn’t want to talk to them,” Bryce admits.

“Bryce!” Amelia says.

“Calm down,” Vase says. “We can talk about this later,”

“…Yup,” Charlotte says and walks away. She’s followed by the others.

Amelia and Bryce however don't look happy, while Liam looks nervous. The five venture to Polka Dot and No Way’s team. While Taylor storms off to find another team. At this point most if not all the teams are filled up. Taylor hitches her breath for a moment until she sees a team with nine, one spot left.

She runs over.

“Hey, can I join your team?” Taylor asks.

“Uh, yeah, sure!” Fish Taco says. “That’s good right Cola Bottle?”

“I guess, I don’t think there’s anyone else,” Cola Bottle says and Taylor joins the team.

“That’s the team’s assembled, now, pick a team name,” Annoucer announces.

“I think we should be called Nice Time Again! Since we were Nice Time last time,” Leafy says.

“Why can’t we just be Nice Time again?” Microphone asks.

“That’s what I said,” Leafy says.

“No, I mean why can’t we just be Nice Time. Why do we have to be Nice Time Again?” Microphone asks.

“But we are Nice Time Again,” Leafy says.

“Leafy, why can’t we just reuse the old name instead of making a new one?” Microphone asks.

“Well it’s just Nice Time but Again,” Leafy says.

“Why can’t we just call it Nice Time?” Microphone yells.

“It is Nice Time Again!”

“No without the again! Just nice time! No again! The team name could just be nice time and there’s no reason to add again to it!” Microphone yells.

“Well I don’t want to do that,” Leafy says. “Our team name is Nice Time Again!”

[Nice Time Again Jingle]

“This is going to be so painful,” Microphone says.

“Don’t worry, I’m already in pain,” Cane’s Cup says.

“We need a good strong team name,” Basketball says.

“How about the Water Bottles?” Water Bottle says.

“…Anyone else?” Basketball asks.

“How about the strongest team on earth?” Book suggests.

“That’s just Snowball’s team name,” Price Tag says.

“Yes but it’s a good name plus these guys seem a lot like Snowball,” Book says.

“What did you just say weakling?” Water Bottle says.

“How about The Thinkers? Because we think so much!” Cabby says.

“I don’t,” Pillow says.

“How about Good People… to prove we’re good people,” GPS suggests.

“This team is already disappointing me,” Chainsaw says.

“Maybe we can just be Team 2 or something,” Suitcase says.

“No! Not again!” Book yells.

“Fine! Team 3!” Suitcase yells back.

“That’s even worse!” Book yells.

“I wish for death,” Journal says.

“This team sucks!” Chainsaw yells.

“Our team name is Murder!!!” Pillow says.

[Murder!!! Jingle]

“…FU-” Chainsaw begins to say.

“We should be Bright Lights again!” Lightbulb says.

“Lightbulb, as good of a name that was, it’s time for something new,” Paintbrush says.

“How about Biggest Fans!” Fan says.

“Ooo! Ooo! How about Chicken Teriyaki?” Chalky suggests. “…I’m hungry,”

“What about the Tubeulars?” Test Tube suggests.

“How about something simple like Team Wood or something?” Broomer asks.

“SQUISHY. CHERRIES.” ROCK says.

“Guys!” Bot says. Everyone turns to them. “How about The Brightest Lights?”

“…I do like that name, but I don’t know why…” Lightbub says.

“Bot…” Paintbrush says.

“Eh, I got no better options, let’s go with the kid’s pick,” Broomer says.

“GOOD. NAME.” ROCK says.

“I mean there has to be a better name…” OJ says.

“How about we name our team OJ x Bomb x Knife Yaoi?” Chrome Gradienty asks.

“Maybe there isn’t, good job Bot!” OJ says and Bot smiles.

Paintbrush pauses but shrugs it off.

“We are the Brightest Lights!” Bot says.

[Brightest Lights Jingle]

“Girl Power,” Dairy says.

“That’s good but it needs some pizzazz,” Feather says.

“Girl Power!” Dairy yells.

“What about us?” Bryce asks.

“What about you?” Feather asks.

“How about we include everyone?” Vase requests.

“Wait, how about Girl Power! (With some boys),” No Way says.

“How did you say that with brackets?” Bryce asks.

“Fine, but don’t expect me to say that other part,” Feather says.

[Girl Power! (With some boys) Jingle]

“How about we all get equal say in this group?” Peanut says. Everyone murmurs in agreement. “So that should be in our team name! …Somehow…”

“How are we going to do that?” Eyepatch asks.

“I know!” Hanger says. “All of our names in one long list!”

“Maybe we should just do our first initial?” Ring asks. “Then we can make a word out of that… maybe,”

“That’ll take too long,” Kit says.

“It’ll be saved by people not having to read out all of our names,” Ring says.

“Nahhhhhhhh,” Kit says. “All of our names,”

“So it would be Kit & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch & My name?” Spraypaint asks.

“No it’s Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch,” Kit says. “That’s it that’s our team name, Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch,”

“Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch?” Eyepatch asks.

“Yeah our team name is Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch,” Kit says.

[Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch Jingle]

“How about something with bottles? There are two of us after all,” Milk Bottle says.

“Let’s think more broadly,” Cola Bottle says. “Most of us hold different things,”

“Oooo? So our team is Hold Stuff?” Milk Bottle asks.

“No, like some kind of container,” Cola Bottle says.

“The Containers?” Fish Taco asks.

“Milk Container!” Milk Bottle says.

“No! I’m not-” Cola Bottle says.

“Evil Milk Container!” Limey says. “Our team name is Evil Milk Container!”

[Evil Milk Container Jingle]

Cola Bottle sighs.

Teams:

Nice Time (Again): Leafy, Taco, Cane’s Cup, Spellbook, Microphone, Fern, Cattail, Sketchpad, Missing Dog Poster, Rotten Apple

Murder!!!: Book, Price Tag, Journal, Chainsaw, Basketball, Pillow, Suitcase, Water Bottle, Cabby, GPS

Brightest Lights: Fan, Lightbulb, Test Tube, Paintbrush, Bot, Broomer, Chalky, ROCK, Chrome Gradienty, OJ

Girl Power! (With some boys): Feather, Moonstone, Diary, No Way, Polka Dot, Liam, Bryce, Amelia, Vase, Charlotte

Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch: Kit, Spraypaint, Rosey, Hanger, Peanut, Ring, Plasma Ball, Bouquet, Bowling Ball, Eyepatch

Evil Milk Container: (Milk) Bottle, Milk, (Cola) Bottle, Treasure Chest, Cup, (Fish) Taco, Chocolate Milk Carton, Gaty, Limey, Taylor

A cola shaped bottle sees the light.

“Huh?” She asks as she gets up. Which takes her a bit, as she feels like she’s been asleep for several lifetimes. Perhaps even longer.

She doesn’t remember falling asleep. She looks around. The trees are green with brown bases and the sky is blue, she might be home. Wouldn’t that be nice? She unfortunately doesn’t recognize these trees or what forest she could even be in. She sighs, she guesses she should walk around and figure out where she could be.

The bottle looks around and begins to walk forward. First by taking some halted steps and then slowly getting into her usual stride, she then looks around the forest. Trees as far as her eyes can see, but not enough trees where she can’t see or it’s hard to see. Where the light from the sun can still shine through but enough trees for it to clearly be a forest.

She walks through, until she hears a clank, the clank of a bottle, nothing has hit her so it must be someone else. She walks toward the site of the sound, peaking over a bush to see. Only to see another bottle happily roaming around.

This isn’t uncommon, she’s seen objects like herself before. So she gets up from the bush and walks forward to the other bottle.

“Hello,” She asks. “Do you know where we are?”

“Oh, hi there!” The other says. “I don’t know where we are but that’s usual for me,”

What.

“…What?” She asks.

“I’m Bottle, what’s your name?” Bottle asks.

“…Bottle,” Bottle says, mildly confused at the question.

“Wow, that’s a co-winkie-dink! But also confusing… wait, how about nicknames!”

“…I think we could probably tell ourselves apart just fine…”

“I can be… Bottle and you can be… thin Bottle!” Bottle says. The other bottle doesn’t find that amusing.

“…How about you be… Milk Bottle and I can be Cola Bottle?” Cola Bottle suggests.

“But… I don’t have any Milk in me,” Milk Bottle says.

“You can get some later,” Cola Bottle says, already tired of this exchange.

“Okay!” Milk Bottle says happily. “Well, I need to find my group! We’re supposed to be up for elimination!”

“You're on a reality show too?” Cola Bottle asks.

“Too? Wow we have so much in common! Are you my… dooplegangre?”

“Doppelgänger,” Cola Bottle says.

“Wow! You're like a smarter version of me!” Milk Bottle says.

“That’s one way to put it,” Cola Bottle says. “…We should walk around, maybe we can find more people,”

“You really are the smarter version of me! I would’ve never thought of that!”

“…Yeah,” Cola Bottle says and walks off while Milk Bottle happily skips behind her.

Leafy is slowly starting to hate how much she blacks out, especially recently. She gets up and finds she’s alone once more.

Getting up on her feet, Leafy sees the trees and the sky, it looks like home, she smiles before frowning, home… without Taco. Leafy slowly slumps through the trees to find her way around, at least she’ll get to see her friends again, that’ll be nice.

Leafy looks around and goes through the trees. She eventually hears something, she goes to a nearby bush and looks through it. Finding nothing, she walks into the brush.

Leafy continues through the mildly dense forest of trees. Looking for anyone or anything, it isn’t long until she sees a Taco. Ecstatic at the prospect that Taco is somehow still here, Leafy happily exits the bushes to the clearing. Leafy doesn’t notice somehow that this Taco is a different one, yet she still knows her.

“Taco!” Leafy says.

Then she gets closer and notices differences. Especially as the Taco turns around.

“Leafy!” Taco says, but not in a British accent. Instead it’s a different voice, a voice Leafy knows but it isn’t her Taco. This Taco has a giant fish in her.

Leafy pauses for a moment.

“Leafy?” Taco asks.

“…Sorry,” Leafy says. “You’re not the Taco I was looking for,”

“There’s another Taco? Are they cool? Are they like me?” Taco asks.

“Not particularly,” Leafy says. “On the third thing, but you two are the same in terms of niceness and coolness!”

“Oh that's awesome! I gotta meet this chick!” Taco says.

“Yeah…” Leafy says.

“Taco?” A new voice calls, again and again as it gets closer, eventually a microphone pops out of the trees.

“Hello?” Taco asks.

“…Sorry, you're not the Taco I was looking for,” the microphone says.

“Seems to be a common theme today,” Taco says, putting her hand to her chin.

“What Taco are you guys looking for?” The microphone asks.

“Only the most beautiful Taco ever!” Leafy says. “She has lettuce, tomato, a hard shell and a dreamy voice!”

“…She wouldn’t happen to have a British accent, would she?” The microphone asks.

“What’s that?” Leafy asks.

“Uh, it sounds…” The microphone coughs. “Like this,” The microphone does her best impression of a British accent.

“…Exactly like that!” Leafy says. “Wait, your Microphone! The person she used to try and win season 2!”

“…How do you know that?” Microphone asks, genuinely confused.

“She told me all about it, we’re girlfriends! We’ll not officially, but she told me she loved me! …Romantically!” Leafy says.

“Really?” Taco asks. “Congrats! She got a catch! I’m so happy for you!”

“Thank you Tacoy! Soon enough, marriage!” Leafy says.

“Wow! Can I help plan the wedding?” Taco asks.

“Of course!” Leafy says. While Microphone is holding her head wondering how all of this happened.

“Maybe we should go and find her,” Microphone says then looks at the other Taco with a confused look. “…Also, maybe to avoid confusion, we could call you… Fish Taco?” Microphone says, a bit of a grimace on her face, But Fish Taco smiles at the name.

“I love it!” Fish Taco says. “Maybe she can be British Taco!”

“That’s a great idea!” Leafy says.

“Yeah…” Microphone says as the three walk to go and find Taco.

“Nobody’s around,” Cola Bottle says, looking around.

“Maybe we should try looking squarely!” Milk Bottle says.

“…I thought we would’ve found someone by now,” Cola Bottle says.

“Don’t worry!” Milk Bottle says. “Maybe someone will drop right in front of us!”

Cola Bottle gives her a half confused half frustrated look then deflates into apathy to avoid any unneeded stress.

“Maybe,” Cola Bottle says.

A milk carton then suddenly plops out onto the ground. Shocking Cola Bottle but Milk Bottle is only happy her prediction was correct, as she happily jumps around.

“Yay!” Milk Bottle says, jumping up and down like a cheerleader.

Cola Bottle goes over and gets on the ground in front of Milk.

“Milk, are you okay?” Cola Bottle asks.

“Bottle? Did I finally die? Am I in heaven?” Milk asks with a small smile.

“…She’s out of it,” Cola Bottle says.

“Out of what?” Milk Bottle asks.

“Two Bottles? Wow, I must really either be in heaven or dreaming,” Milk says.

“Milk, snap out of it!” Cola Bottle says, snapping her fingers in front of her.

“Oooohhh! How many fingers am I holding up?” Milk Bottle asks, holding up a fist, with no fingers.

“Three,” Milk says.

“…Well at least we know she’s really out of it,” Cola Bottle says. “Milk, can you try to get up for me please?”

“Let me try…” Milk says and doesn't move. Only continuing to lay there.

“…Milk…” Cola Bottle says.

“Am I not up?” Milk asks.

“No,” Cola Bottle says.

“Really? Because I feel up,” Milk says.

“…Help me pick her up,” Cola Bottle says to Milk Bottle.

“Okie-Dokie!” Milk Bottle says.

The two walk over and raise up Milk. They struggle but eventually get her up on her legs. Despite having to carry her whole weight they manage to continue on. The three walk as Milk slowly regains her ability to walk and eventually becomes lucid as they continue their operation to look for more people.

“It all went black for you too?” Cola Bottle asks.

“I didn’t even know you were here, I don’t think Bot or ROCK mentioned that,” Milk says.

“…I bet…” Cola Bottle says.

“Sooooo, what’s your name?” Milk Bottle asks.

“Milk, what’s yours?” Milk asks.

“Bottle! But so is she so you can call me Milk Bottle! Wait, now that’s confusing… how about we call you Carton?” Milk Bottle asks

“Huh?” Milk asks.

“You are the carton and not the milk inside right?” Milk Bottle asks.

“…But I need the milk inside me to live, so it’s basically a part of me,” Milk says.

“Well nobody calls me glass, dumb dumb,” Milk Bottle says and knocks on herself, making a clank, as Milk frowns.

“Well that’s what my parents named me, so Milk it is,” Milk says.

“What’s a parent?” Milk Bottle asks. The other two pause for a moment then give her a confused look.

“Chainsaw calm down, Slipper has to be somewhere around here, it wouldn’t make any sense if she wasn’t,” A basketball says.

“What if she isn’t, Basketball?” Chainsaw says, looking haphazardly through the bushes.

“Then we’ll move on with our lives, I don’t see why you're so worried about this,” Basketball says. “There’s probably a recovery… something somewhere,”

“What if there isn’t?” Chainsaw asks.

“As stated before, we move on with our lives,” Basketball says.

“…Help me look for her,” Chainsaw says, dead serious.

“Ugh, fine,” Basketball says and starts to peek into the nearby bushes. Lucky him, he finds something first try.

Unfortunately it isn’t what he’s looking for or even something he wants to find.

“AH! FLOATING EYES!” Basketball yells and runs off screaming.

“Huh? What are you talking about?” Chainsaw says as he watches Basketball run away in fear. He frowns and then chases him.

A Hanger comes out of the bush that Basketball was looking in.

“Hi! I’m Hanger! …Where did you go?” Hanger asks as she looks around.

Basketball continues to run through the woods, scared. Only to see another pair of eyes.

“AHHHH!” Basketball screams and runs in the other direction.

“Excuse me?” A ring asks.

“Basketball they’re…” Chainsaw pauses to look at what's in front of him, a floating face within a ring. “Not ghosts or monsters or whatev-”

“To be fair, I am dead,” Ring says.

Chainsaw’s eyes go wide and he runs away wordlessly after Basketball. Ring laughs to herself after they’re out of view.

“Hello?” A timid voice calls.

“I’m over here,” Ring says.

Hanger comes out and walks over to Ring, happy as can be.

“Have you seen a Basketball around here? He ran away from me…” Hanger says.

“Yes, he ran away from me too,” Ring says. “What’s your name? Do you have any parents I can contact?”

“My name is Hanger! And I haven’t seen my parents since I was created!” Hanger says. “I think, my memories are foggy,”

“…Oh, well I bet we can find… someone,” Ring says. “Follow me,”

“Okay!” Hanger says.

The two walk around in the forest for a bit. Ring doesn’t particularly like forests but right now she has to be here to help this little one. The two continue to walk until they see a few others. Ring recognizes them, it’s Bot and Rock.

“Hey,” Bot says and waves. “Your the first person we’ve seen around here,”

“I wish we could say the same,” Ring says, looking annoyed.

“We?” Bot asks. Ring realizes she’s somehow blocking Hanger from sight.

“Oh, I found this one while I was walking around,” Ring says and moves out of the way to show Bot.

“Wow! Are you a butterfly?” Hanger asks as she runs up to Bot and ROCK.

“Oh, no,” Bot says. “To be fair that was what I was going for,”

“So what are you?” Hanger asks.

“I’m… a robot,” Bot says.

“Woah!” Hanger says with stars in her eyes. “…What’s that?”

“LIKE. COM. PU. TER.” ROCK says.

“Oh! I think I know what that is…” Hanger says.

“Fantastic, we should look for more people,” Ring says.

“Agreed,” Bot says.

“I. CON. CUR.” ROCK says.

A Peanut flops out of the bushes.

“Peanut!” Hanger says happily.

“Hey Hanger!” Peanut says and gets up. “Wow, what a collection of folks ya got here! Howdy y’all I’m Peanut!”

“You two know each other?” Ring asks, Hanger nods as Peanut gets up.

“Yup!” Peanut says. “We met on a game show called BURNER, we’ve done some pretty neat stuff. Like make a hole so deep we found a cave!”

“Burner? You must know Kit and Spraypaint then,” Bot says.

“Oh those two? Good friends those two,” Peanut says.

“…That’s interesting,” Ring says. “We should still try to find more people, maybe we can walk around some more,”

“Agreed,” Bot says.

The now five object group walk once more. Mostly quietly, Peanut begins to whistle and Hanger happily skips to it while Ring finds she surprisingly enjoys the tune.

They continue to walk around until they find a rose sitting alone.

“Rosey?” Peanut asks. Rosey doesn’t move. Peanut gets closer to her and touches her which makes Rosey jump up and turn around in fear.

She relaxes once she recognizes the people in the group.

“…Hello, Peanut, how are you?” Rosey asks, trying to seem calm.

“I’m good! Sorry for scaring you like that,” Peanut says.

“No, I just… spaced out,” Rosey admits while trying not to space out again.

“Well, don’t worry, we’re here now,” Peanut says. “We’re still looking for people. Maybe you can help us find some,”

“Yeah…” Rosey says.

Peanut helps Rosey up and they all start to walk again. Rosey looks anxious and worried, Ring knows something has happened to her. While Bot and ROCK give each other a look, obviously worried about Rosey as well.

Cabby thankfully woke up standing up. Usually if she has a bed it isn’t too bad, but directly on the ground… that would’ve been a death sentence. Instead she woke up right next to a hotel. Which she doesn’t recognize. She enters the hotel and finds stairs and while the sole elevator does work she decides to employ a different tactic.

“Hello?” She yells. She repeats it a few times before she gets any sort of response.

“Hey!” A feather yells, coming out of a bush. “I don’t need you yelling at me,”

“I’m sorry?” Cabby says.

“Hello?” Another voice calls. Cabby and the feather look up to see a price tag in the building.

“Hello! Are you okay up there?” Cabby asks, trying to project her voice.

“Do you own this place?” The feather asks. Cabby gives her a look, she just shrugs.

“I wish!” The price tag says. “Give me a second, I’ll be right down!”

As the price tag rushes down. Cabby turns to the feather, arms crossed.

“Sorry, I just wanted to know who I could get with for this,” the feather says with a smile. Cabby still gives her a disappointed stare. “…Well my bad, Mom,” the feather says sarcastically.

The price tag gets outside and has to catch their breath for a moment.

“Hello there, I’m Cabby,” Cabby says. “You wouldn’t happen to know where we are, would you?”

“This is Two’s Hotel and I’m Price Tag,” Price Tag says. “But everyone else is gone! All my friends like Book and-”

“Two?” Cabby asks, confused.

“Oh Book? The girl with the blue and green cover?” The feather asks.

“Yes! You know her?” Price Tag asks very excitedly.

“Yup!” The feather says. “Don’t know where she is though, last time I saw her me and a bunch of other people were kinda just talking until it went black, thought I blacked out,”

“…Does that happens to you a lot?” Cabby asks.

“Alcohol,” Feather asks.

“That doesn’t give me any context… Feather, I presume?” Cabby asks.

“If you’re asking if that’s my name, yes and also duh,” Feather says.

“We should go find your friend,” Cabby says, turning back to Price Tag.

“Yeah,” Price Tag says. “Wait, maybe we can try calling her name!”

Milk is finally able to completely walk on her own, but the group of three has not been able to find anyone else so far.

“I wonder if Black Hole’s here!” Milk Bottle says happily. “He’s a truts-truth-trust…worthy person!

“Milk Bottle, I have no idea what you're talking about, but there’s no way you know and are friends with a Black Hole,” Cola Bottle says.

“Yes I am! Just because we’re on different teams now doesn’t mean we can’t be friends!” Milk Bottle says matter of factly.

“Not even close to what I… doesn’t matter, maybe he’s here and he came here just for you,” Cola Bottle says.

“Oooooo, I didn’t know he was such a romantic!” Milk Bottle says.

“Yeah, sure,” Cola Bottle says with an apathetic look on her face.

Suddenly they see a glass object filled with something orange in front of them, rapidly approaching them.

“I swear if that’s another Bottle,” Cola Bottle says, sounding angry.

“Ooooo, another bottle! Hey Orange Bottle!” Milk Bottle says.

“What?” The orange filled glass calls, as he finishes his run over. “I’m not a Bottle I’m a glass,”

“Bummer! You could’ve been a Bottle like us!” Milk Bottle says and puts an arm around Cola Bottle who does not look pleased.

“…If you say so… do you know where we are?” The glass says.

“We have theories,” Cola Bottle says. “Anyway I’m Cola Bottle, that’s Milk Bottle and that’s Milk,”

“I’m Orange Juice, but please, call me OJ. Also, Milk? …Where’s the milk?” OJ asks, looking confused.

“It’s in me,” Milk says and points to herself. OJ seems to understand.

“…Right,” OJ says. “Let’s see if we can get out of this forest,” OJ says and walks off, the other three follow him.

Plasma Ball hates this.

She has once again woken up in a forest with no knowledge about how she got there. One second Leafy and Taco are reuniting and everyone’s happy for the happy couple… mostly everyone and now she’s here. Lamenting on her own troubles.

After a bit more sulking she gets up. This isn’t a bed as much as she wishes it was. The last time she was in a bed, a proper bed, not one of those cabin ones, it was so nice. Instead she went off to compete, terrific. Not like she had anything else to her name.

“Hey!” She hears a voice, she turns around and sees the object yelling. Which she somehow recognizes.

“Paintbrush?” She asks.

“…How do you know my name?” Paintbrush asks.

“Besides the obvious, I assume you know a Fan?” Plasma Ball asks.

“…How do you know Fan?” Paintbrush asks.

“I was just in a season with him, I assume you’re from his dimension," Plasma Ball says. “I’m Plasma Ball and he’s talked about you. He said we’re similar,”

“May I ask how?” Paintbrush asks.

“I spark when I get angry, which he compared to your fiery hair which… that’s some nice hair,” Plasma Ball says.

“Finally someone appreciates it,” Paintbrush says and looks around. “…I guess we should find him,”

“I barely know him but we should find him quick,” Plasma Ball says. “Before he gets punched in the face,”

“You already know him perfectly then,” Paintbrush says.

Instead of finding Fan on their short walk they end up finding Book, Journal, Diary and Eyepatch after walking a few feet.

“Well we found angry girl,” Diary says.

“If I’m angry girl, you’re fat girl,” Plasma Ball says.

Diary’s smirk fades and her eyes go wide as does everyone else’s.

“Fatter than me, by a lot and I’m already pretty fat,” Plasma Ball says.

Dairy looks like she’s about to lose it. Paintbrush turns from shocked to mildly amused and trying not to laugh. Journal has also gained a smirk on his face, Book is the only one who looks concerned for Dairy while Eyepatch is more concerned with his own safety and trying to avoid being collateral damage.

“Hello? Anyone? Book?” Someone calls out, they all look away to the source of the voice.

“Price Tag?” Book shouts and immediately runs away. She’s quickly followed by Journal.

Dairy looks back to give Plasma Ball an ‘I’m watching you’ gesture and then turns away to run away towards the noise with her cousins and with Eyepatch who also ran away.

“Nice cast we got here,” Paintbrush says, sounding sarcastic.

“You can say colorful, it applies,” Plasma Ball says.

“Well I’m already colorful enough,” Paintbrush says with a smile.

“I bet,” Plasma Ball says with a smirk. To which Paintbrush gives a fake annoyed look at her, Paintbrush then walks away followed by Plasma Ball.

As they hear the yells of presumably Price Tag in the distance.

“Price Tag! Price Tag!” Book yells as she runs to them.

“Book! Book!” Price Tag yells back louder as they begin to hear her.

Book runs at mach pace while Journal tries to catch up and fails miserably. Eventually Book reaches a clearing, she looks around she sees a cabinet and a feather but not Price Tag.

“Book! Up here!” Price Tag says, Book sees they’re up in the hotel. Immediately after she notices, Book runs into the hotel and then up the stairs as fast as she possibly can. She meets Price Tag at their room where they’re waiting for her.

They look at each other for a moment then embrace.

“You’re here!” Book says.

“You’re okay!” Price Tag says.

Journal flops on the ground as soon as he gets to the clearing. Diary and then Eyepatch arrive shortly after and pick him up off the ground. Journal can barely stand up.

“It wasn’t like that bad,” Diary says.

“…Book was always the more athletic one,” Journal admits.

“Wimp,” Dairy says.

“Look who it is,” Feather says, walking over to Diary.

“Could say the same about you…” Diary says. “Anyone else besides you, the price tag and rolley girl?”

“Excuse me?” Cabby asks.

Paintbrush and Plasma Ball come out right after. At a brisk pace chatting with each other. They find themselves at what could only be called a scene.

“…Oh,” Paintbrush says.

“What?” Plasma Ball asks.

“Hi Cabby,” Paintbrush says and awkwardly waves.

“Oh hi Paintbrush,” Cabby waves back.

“Ah,” Plasma Ball says.

*Nothing bad but it’s awkward,* Paintbrush whispers to Plasma Ball.

“…Got it,” Plasma Ball says and the two walk over to the group.

“We’re calling people and it seems to have worked,” Cabby says.

“Can’t say I’ll be much help,” Paintbrush says.

“I will!” Plasma Ball says and begins walking around. “Knight Helmet! Caramel Cube! You better be here!” Paintbrush smiles and begins to yell as well.

Their shouting works as a lot of people end up coming to the clearing. Paintbrush finds Lightbulb, Test Tube and Fan while Plasma Ball is less lucky, no Knight Helmet or Caramel Cube.

Liam, Bryce and Amelia then come out of the forest and are accompanied by Vase and two new members: Broomer and Chalky. While out on another side of the forest Charlotte, a moldy piece of bread comes out along with Taylor, a magazine. They also come with Cane’s Cup, Fern and Cattail. Sketchpad runs away from GPS and comes out of the forest. While a Bowling Ball tries to heroically lead the way from Kit, Spraypaint and a Bouquet, only the Bouquet seems to be appreciative of his efforts. Everyone piles out to the clearing in front of the hotel.

“Taco’s still missing!” Leafy says.

“I’m right here,” Fish Taco says.

“Other Taco,” Microphone says.

“Ohhhhhhh… Taco’s missing!” Fish Taco says.

“You're right here,” Leafy says.

“I’m kinda hungry,” Cane’s Cup says.

“Everyone, calm down!” Test Tube yells. “Fear is the enemy of-”

“It’s the floating eyes!” Basketball yells and points at Hanger.

“…No, I’m Hanger!” Hanger says.