BFF is a crossover fan project that features characters from many object shows. This is presented through stories and questions asked by the audience. So, ask questions!
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“It’s 11am, wake up,” Fern says, standing next to her bed.
“According to who?” Cattail asks, slowly sinking back into bed.
“The clock,” Fern says, Cattail looks at the clock and it says 11:02am.
“…How do we know that clock’s right?” Cattail asks.
“Just get up, you're an adult,” Fern says with a smirk and leaves the room.
Cattail lays in bed for a moment. Looking at the ceiling, then gets up.
“…That comment always gets me,” Cattail says.
She walks to the bathroom and takes out a toothbrush and brushes her teeth. Making sure to get everything. Then she brushes it again, then again, then again. Then she flosses, then again, then again, then again. Then she uses some mouthwash, four times for that as well.
After that and finishing up in the bathroom. She makes her bed and then goes downstairs.
“Good morning,” Cattail says to OJ.
“Good morning,” OJ says back, he doesn’t even blink, he’s used to people getting up late.
Cattail goes into the kitchen and sees Fern cooking Bacon, Eggs and Pancakes.
“You didn’t eat breakfast already?” Cattail asks.
“No, I did, these are for you,” Fern says.
“Really?” Cattail asks.
“Really,” Fern replies.
“Well that’s very nice of you,” Cattail says and sits down. “What did I miss?”
“Nothing much,” Fern admits. “…Can I ask you someth-”
“Is that breakfast I smell?” Taco says as she walks in with Leafy. Hand in hand. She has a confused look on her face.
“Yes. Making it for Cattail,” Fern says.
“How nice of you!” Taco says.
“Is Cattail not awake yet?” Leafy asks.
“She is,” Fern says, pointing behind them.
Cattail waves with her tail.
“Good morning Cattail,” Taco says. Then she and Leafy sit down across from Cattail. “I’ve been meaning to thank you, both of you, for sticking with this team. I also wish to apologize for causing Microphone’s outbursts,”
“…No problem,” Cattail says. “At least you're honest about it. Microphone kinda just walked away,”
“Well no matter who did what, I want to make sure that, as a team, we are the best we can be,” Taco says.
“…Sure,” Cattail says. “But isn’t it just us four plus Spellbook and Basketball now?”
“Teams are getting smaller,” Taco says. “Cabby’s team will be as small as ours next elimination,”
“I guess,” Cattail says and at that moment Fern starts plating the breakfast. “Do you want help with that?”
“I got it,” Fern says, plating it and then taking it to Cattail.
“Thanks!” Cattail says.
“…Can I ask a question?” Fern asks.
“Of course,” Taco says.
“I want to ask Cattail a question,” Fern says.
Cattail stops eating.
“…Is this why you made me breakfast?” Cattail asks.
“How did you and Basketball become such good friends?” Fern asks.
“Did I not tell you?” Cattail asks, looking confused. “He wanted to find some rare ore and…” Cattail stops speaking and starts to think.
“…And what?” Fern asks.
“Crap! We were going to do that today!” Cattail says and immediately runs off.
Fern, Taco and Leafy all sit there with various levels of confusion and shock.
“…If she doesn’t come back can I eat that?” Leafy asks.
“It would be a waste not to,” Fern says and puts his arms to his head to prop it up.
Cattail runs past OJ again and heads upstairs to Basketball’s room. Passing Chainsaw’s room which for some reason is wide open yet he’s still sleeping. Cattail pays no attention to that and instead knocks on Basketball’s door.
She doesn’t end up hearing anything so she frantically knocks again.
“Everything alright?” A voice asks and Cabby wheels up to Cattail.
“Have you seen Basketball? I promised I would meet him to go do… something but now he isn’t answering the door,” Cattail says.
“He should be here, I haven’t heard him leave at all,” Cabby says. “…I usually hear him leaving,” She adds.
“That doesn’t surprise me,” Cattail says with a smile. “But then he should be in there, do you think he could be mad at me?”
“Maybe,” Cabby says. “But I think after a bit he’ll forgive you,”
“…I want forgiveness now,” Cattail says and starts banging on the door again.
Then she keeps banging for a bit until she gets too tired to keep doing it.
“Are you done yet?” Cabby asks seemingly as kindly as she can.
“…Yes,” Cattail says.
Then Cattail catches her breath.
“I could’ve missed something,” Cabby says.
“Yeah…” Cattail says.
Then Basketball opens the door.
“Hello?” Basketball asks.
“Basketball!” Cattail says. “I’m so sorry that I missed our search,”
“…Oh that was today?” Basketball asks then immediately runs back into his room.
“I’ll leave you to it,” Cabby says, then rolls away presumably to her room.
Cattail looks at her then back to the now opened door and enters it. Basketball is panicking trying to get everything, as he’s in his computer chair booting up said computer.
“Hey man,” Cattail says.
“Ah!” Basketball says and falls out of his chair.
“Welcome back baby,” The computer says.
Cattail pauses and looks confused, while Basketball looks embarrassed.
“…I don’t know why it does that. That was the previous owner,” Basketball says.
“How did you get into it?” Cattail asks.
“She was also a Basketball. It recognized me and I haven’t gotten around to changing the voice,” Basketball says.
“What’s on it?” Cattail asks.
“When I first got it?” Basketball says. “Lots of blueprints, lots of robot stuff, lots of pictures on inanimate objects, like a lot of them… oh! And also what we need!”
Basketball gets back into the chair and moves the mouse around while clicking around until he gets to the Yoylite folder.
“I looked around a bit more and I found more details to find what we need,” Basketball says with a wide smile.
“Then what are we waiting for?” Cattail says.
“I have to print it out…” Basketball says.
“Oh,” Cattail says.
Plasma Ball wakes up to a dark room. Admittedly she hasn’t been doing too well. Especially since she’s been eliminated. She checks the clock, 11:30am. Maybe she should get up, do something.
She manages to get up five minutes later.
Getting out of bed she looks tired and disheveled. She goes to her fridge and opens it only to see that it's stopped working.
“Oh come on!” Plasma Ball says and punches the fridge like that will help.
She takes her most valuable food out and walks over next door and knocks on the door. Charlotte answers and looks confused.
“My fridge broke. Can I store some of my stuff in yours?” Plasma Ball asks.
“I don’t think I have any room,” Charlotte says, going to her fridge and checking. “I don’t, sorry. Vase might have some space,”
Plasma Ball nods and walks to the next door and knocks.
Bryce opens the door and sees the food.
“No,” He says.
“This was the wrong room anyway,” Plasma Ball says and goes next door.
She knocks and Vase opens up.
“Hello?” She asks.
“Do you have any space in your fridge? Mine broke,” Plasma Ball says.
“Of course!” Vase says. “Oh wait, I don’t think I plugged it in yet,” She grabs the plug and plugs it in. Thankfully it turns on.
Plasma Ball looks a bit confused but brushes past it and puts her stuff in the fridge. While Vase happily waits.
“Alright… I might bring more later but I’m going to get OJ to see if he can fix mine,” Plasma Ball says.
“Give me a knock and I’ll most likely be around to let you do that or help you with anything you need!” Vase says with a smile.
“…Cool,” Plasma Ball says.
She leaves Vase’s room and goes downstairs to the lobby. Where OJ is mainly sitting on his butt reading a newspaper of some sort.
“Hey,” Plasma Ball says.
“Oh hello there Plasma Ball, what can I help you with?” OJ asks.
“My fridge broke, can you repair it?” Plasma Ball asks.
“Absolutely!” OJ says. “Let me get some tools and I’ll be right there!”
Plasma Ball nods and goes back up to her room. She waits for a few minutes and takes some stuff out of the fridge until OJ comes up with a toolbox and a toolbelt.
“Alright,” OJ says and begins by unplugging then checking everything. “Not that… not that… not that… that works… not that…” OJ continues to mumble to himself as he inspects everything.
He tries unplugging it then plugging it back in, that doesn’t work. Then he walks back.
“I’m going to check something,” OJ says and leaves. Plasma Ball impatiently waits until he comes back. “It wasn’t the power grid or any circuits… I think it might be actually broken,”
“Seriously?” Plasma Ball says.
“Afraid so,” OJ says.
“No, I mean all you did was check it,” Plasma Ball says. “You didn’t even use any of those tools!”
“You try doing this stuff!” OJ says.
“I bet I can do better than you!” Plasma Ball says and ends up grabbing one of those tools and angrily jamming it into the fridge.
To which that part she jammed it in comes off, then the entire fridge falls apart. Plasma Ball and OJ pauses then look at each other.
“Well where am I going to get a new fridge?” Plasma Ball asks.
“We might have some in storage,” OJ says as he leaves the room with Plasma Ball following him.
The two walk down to the first floor. Where OJ uses a key that appears out of nowhere to open a door which reveals storage.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen this room,” Plasma Ball says.
“It only appears when it's convenient," Before Plasma Ball asks what he means by that, OJ says. “There must be some fridges down here or at least something,”
“…Thanks,” Plasma Ball says and begins her descent through the storage room.
At first she finds nothing, random boxes filled with books and semblances of furniture that look like they’ve been there for hundreds of years. She eventually finds a lamp but that’s not what she needs. She finds other furniture, then some paintings. With some with a number on them, she thinks she recognizes the people on them, she picks up one of them.
“Is that Two?” She asks to herself.
“Did you find one?” OJ yells down to her.
“Oh you're still here?” Plasma Ball asks. “No, not yet,”
“Sounds like your moving stuff,” OJ says.
“That’s because I am,” Plasma Ball says.
“That’s not what I meant,” OJ says.
“What else could you mean?” Plasma Ball asks. “I’m just going to keep looking,”
Plasma Ball puts the painting down and continues further into the room. Where she walks past a lot more paintings, so many more paintings. Until then she finds…
An industrial sized freezer. She pauses, looks around, then smiles.
“Hey are you still there? I might need some help,” Plasma Ball calls.
“Coming!” OJ says after a second, he runs down and finds Plasma Ball, standing next to an industrial sized freezer.
“…No,” OJ says.
“We might eventually need to get it out anyways,” Plasma Ball says with a grin. “Might as well,”
“Where would you even put it?” OJ says. “Also some foods need to be refrigerated not frozen,”
“I’ll just take them out sooner,” Plasma Ball says, OJ is only getting more frustrated.
“What does that even mean?” OJ says. “You cannot have that in your room!”
“Do you see any fridges in here?” Plasma Ball asks, OJ pauses.
“…There has to be one around here!” OJ says and starts rummaging around frantically as Plasma Ball rolls her eyes.
Plasma Ball looks around too but doesn’t find anything else. Eventually OJ finds something and pulls it out from the rubble.
“Look what I found,” OJ says, Plasma Ball turns to see him holding up the smallest mini fridge she has ever seen.
Plasma Ball doesn’t even say anything, she just gives him a frustrated look.
“It’s a good start,” OJ says.
“I’m taking the freezer,” Plasma Ball says.
“Let’s look around a bit more,” OJ says.
“Either you help me or I’ll get Paintbrush and Lightbulb to help me,” Plasma Ball says.
“…Fine but as soon as-” OJ begins to say.
“Just help me,” Plasma Ball says as she lifts one part of the freezer up single handedly without any struggle. “I need someone to pick up to the other side,”
Chainsaw wakes up at 11:59am, exactly. He gets up and goes downstairs. Passing the lobby with nobody in it, then he goes into the kitchen with no one in it. He doesn’t notice this. He goes to a cabinet and grabs an entire cereal box. He takes it back to his room and eats it, the entire box, besides the box itself.
Once he’s done, he prepares to go back to sleep. Which he does, for a moment, only to be woken up by the sound of wheels. Obviously belonging to Cabby. After she passes he tries to go asleep again, only to be met with nothing. He can’t get back to sleep.
“Less than seven hours of sleep,” He says, groaning as he puts his hands to his eyes. He lays in bed for a while then gets up.
He throws the cereal box to the wall. He stumbles through his room then he opens his door and walks out. Everyone’s doors are closed and lights are out. He assumes he’s the only one still on this floor. He looks to his left and sees the window. It’s a bright day outside.
“…I’m still hungry,” He says.
He walks past the desk and for some reason a door he’s never seen before is open. But he doesn’t care about it and goes straight back to the kitchen. Where he looks around and begins to raid the pantry. He takes some frozen waffles, pancake mix, chocolate chips, regular chips, some ice cream, then a bag of cookie mix. He puts the waffles in the waffle maker, he then puts the chips in the microwave (still in the bag) and the cookie mix in the oven. He then cooks the pancakes in a pan. Then he puts the chocolate chips in both the pancakes and the waffles. Crumbles the chips on the waffles, pancakes and chocolate chips. Then he puts the ice cream between the waffles and pancakes. Then when the giant singular cookie is done because he didn’t separate them, he puts it around the entire food concoction.
“What’s cooking, good looking?” Cane’s Cup asks as he walks into the kitchen. Then he sees the terrifying amalgamation of food that Chainsaw is making.
Cane’s Cup pauses for a moment as does Chainsaw, then Cane’s Cup runs out of the room with a terrified expression on his face. Chainsaw resumes the process until Cane’s Cup comes back with OJ.
“Hey I need him to help me with…” Plasma Ball says as she enters the room but then they all see what Chainsaw is making.
They all look at Chainsaw as he looks back at them.
“Chainsaw, what is this?” OJ asks.
“Food,” Chainsaw says.
“Why did you do this?” OJ asks.
“I was hungry,” Chainsaw says.
“How are you this hungry?” OJ asks.
“I dunno,” Chainsaw says.
“This is going to cause so much waste,” OJ says and puts his hand to his head.
“You gotta do something about this dude,” Cane’s Cup says.
“He’s a grown adult, I can’t force him to do anything,” OJ says.
“You could kill him,” Cane’s Cup says.
“I’m not going to kill him, Cane’s Cup,” OJ says.
“You can kill me,” Chainsaw says.
“Oh, it’s a depression meal,” OJ says. “That makes more sense,”
“I’m not depressed,” Chainsaw says.
“You're something,” OJ says.
“Whatever…” Chainsaw says.
“…If you don’t eat it all can I have some?” Plasma Ball asks.
“…Sure…” Chainsaw says.
“Yes!” Plasma Ball says. “Come on OJ, I just figured out what I’m going to store in that bad boy!” Plasma Ball runs out of the room.
“…Thanks for nothing,” OJ says and walks away.
Cane’s Cup says nothing and walks away, once again, in fear. All Chainsaw can do is go back to making his food. He eventually molds it all and goes to the table to eat it. He looks outside, it's a bright sunny day.
“Might as well,” he says and begins to eat it, trying to fit it into his mouth. Eventually he gets through to the middle and slowly eats the entire outside and then most of the inside.
After a while however he can’t take it anymore and gives up. Eating almost all of it. Minus a few parts of the ice cream and some of the pancakes and waffles.
“Seriously?” Plasma Ball asks, standing right in the entrance.
“I was hungry,” Chainsaw says.
“Then I’m making one for myself,” Plasma Ball says.
“No!” Someone shouts out from the hall. OJ comes in. “Absolutely not! You are… how did you eat that much?” OJ says as soon as he notices the lack of food on Chainsaw’s plate.
“I was hungry,” Chainsaw says.
“When was the last time you ate?” OJ says.
“I ate a box of cereal before this,” Chainsaw says.
“A box?” OJ asks.
“Yeah,” Chainsaw says.
“Is that normal?” OJ asks and turns to Plasma Ball.
“…We can find out,” Plasma Ball says with a smile.
“Absolutely not!” OJ yells.
“Woah what’s going on in here?” Cattail asks, as she looks around.
“Chainsaw made a cookie dough, ice cream, pancake combo and now I’m making one,” Plasma Ball says.
“No, you are not,” OJ says.
“How bad is that?” Cattail asks.
“Can’t be worse than you,” Chainsaw says.
“…Ignoring that,” Cattail says.
“Is that what you do usually?” Chainsaw asks. Cattail frowns.
“Dude, come on,” Cattail says.
“How about you come off? Forever?” Chainsaw says.
“That wasn’t even a good insult,” Cattail says.
“Well… your face is!” Chainsaw says. He gets up and walks away in a huff.
“…Now we know what he’s depressed about,” OJ says.
“I’m still making it,” Plasma Ball says. “Cattail do you want what I can’t finish?”
“…Why not,” Cattail says and looks at Plasma Ball with a neutral expression..
“Why do I even bother?” OJ says and goes over to the plate Chainsaw left and throws it away and then walks back to his desk.
Chainsaw storms past the people in the lobby and then goes up the stairs. He goes to his room and opens then slams the door shut. He goes to bed and lays there. At this point he isn’t even trying to sleep, he just wants to get away.
Then something weird happens. He feels something. Besides his own regrets. It’s physical. It’s running down his face. He picks at it, it’s a tear. Then another one, then another, then another. He’s crying. He gets up, goes to the bathroom and looks in the mirror.
A steady stream of tears running down his face like a river. He watches in fear yet contently as his face mixes to look emotionless as the tears continue. They seem to fall forever. He continues to stare at himself in the mirror.
“A little bit of hope will… help me… a little bit of… hope… will… help me,” Daddy Long Legs sings and continues to sing on repeat as everyone near him is slowly getting more and more annoyed by it.
“I’m starting to think he’ll never stop,” Liam says.
“I’m going to kill whoever taught him this,” Bryce says.
“How long has he been doing this?” Moonstone asks.
“Two… Days…” Kit says. “He’s done… stuff before but not like this…”
“Doesn’t he need to sleep?” Bot asks.
“Apparently not,” GPS says. “He’s been constantly doing this, he just won’t stop singing, he doesn’t even hear us!”
“A little… a little bit of… hope… will… help-help me…” Daddy Long Legs continues to sing.
“He’s never on time either, he can’t stop stuttering or running over his words even though he’s said it so many times,” GPS says.
Pillow comes over humming the tune.
“How are you so normal about this?” Bot asks.
“I’ve decided to pivot my research to suicide! How long will it take you?” Pillow asks Microphone who is also walking out.
“…Sooner than later,” Microphone says and then walks off.
“Always one person from your guys’ dimension is depressed,” Kit says.
“Wouldn’t that apply to most dimensions?” Plasma Ball asks.
“Not ours,” Kit says and lays back. “As far as I know,”
The group goes into a silence as Daddy Long Legs continues to sing. Only for the sky to open up, then a fish tank immediately crashes to the ground. Yet Daddy Long Legs keeps on singing.
“Did they just die?” Bot asks, looking at the corpse of the new host.
“Maybe he did,” says the new host, standing behind Bot.
Bot turns and looks him into the eyes with great fear.
“Time for the show!”
[Intro]
“I can’t believe you guys keep forgetting to do that!” The new host says.
“Who are you?” Feather asks.
“I’m Fake Aquarium but you can call me your host!” Fake Aquarium says. “I come from a little show called IDFK. But enough about me, let’s do you! Time for the elimination,”
“A new host?” Cabby says wheeling out.
“Wait how many of there are you?” Fake Aquarium asks.
Everyone gets out and organized as everyone else who is out goes inside. After a while of sorting everyone is where they should be.
Everyone on Nice Time Again looks at each other besides Microphone who stares straight even when Taco looks at her.
“The biggest winner is Leafy with 9,256 votes, followed by Taco with 5,976. Then right after them are Microphone with 4,238 votes and Missing Dog Poster with 3,124 votes,” Fake Aquarium says.
Taco looks at Microphone but she might as well be invisible the way Microphone won’t even give her a single glance.
“Final Four! Fern has 1,976 votes while Cattail has a little bit less at 1,872 votes! Now for the bottom two? Who’s going to lose?” Fake Aquarium says.
“Bottom two again?” Spellbook says
“At some point you have to stop being surprised at that,” Paintbrush yells.
“Don’t worry guys even though I also got out really early season one I bet that it won’t happen for a second time? I mean if it does I might explode, which is physically incapable of me to do so so I think-” Cane’s Cup begins to rant.
“Cane’s Cup is out,” Fake Aquarium says.
Cane’s Cup stands there, unmoving. Instead of doing anything, he walks away and goes into the hotel without another word said. They don’t even hear crying as he enters.
“Cane’s Cup only got 972 votes while Spellbook was just shy of 1,000 with 999 votes,” Fake Aquarium says. “Now for Evil Milk Container, let’s see which one of you is going… over there,” Fake Aquarium points to the hotel.
Treasure Chest doesn’t respond, instead he sulks and looks away.
“…Taylor got the most votes with 6,789, followed by Limey with 5,536 votes then it’s Gaty close behind with 5,167 votes. Then a big drop with Cola Bottle with 2,198 votes then Fish Taco with 2,321 votes then Milk with 1,432 votes, followed by Milk Bottle with just over 1,000 with 1,003. Bottom two, and maybe Chainsaw is right,” Fake Aquarium says.
“Yes,” Chainsaw says with a fist pump. “Last chance, but I bet everyone knows I’m gonna win this bet,” Chainsaw says with a smirk,
“Well… unfortunately or fortunately your… wrong!” Fake Aquarium says, Chainsaw hyped expression drops to a frown. “Treasure Chest got just a bit more with 759 votes compared to Cup’s 699 votes,”
“What?” Chainsaw yells.
“Aw what?” Cup says. “What did I even do?”
[Insert clips of Cup breaking or breaking other things]
“Guess this is it for any sort of Cups being in the game,” Cup says. “I’m going to miss doing so well in challenges, guess we at least got this far, huh?” Cup asks Cane’s Cup as he enters the hotel, which Cane’s Cup is standing within.
“Don’t talk to me,” Cane’s Cup says and walks away. Cup waves goodbye to his team then goes deeper into the hotel until he’s unseen.
“Alright-” Fake Aquarium begins to say.
“We’re switching teams,” Microphone says and takes Missing Dog Poster with her.
“Microphone-” Taco tries to call out but Microphone ignores her. Leafy allows Taco to lean on her.
Microphone and Missing Dog Poster walks towards Brightest Lights.
“Nope. Not dealing with her,” Chrome Gradienty says and leaves.
Microphone and Missing Dog Poster join brightest lights. Test Tube looks mildly annoyed but lets it go.
Chrome Gradienty goes over to Girl Power (With Some Boys)
“Another girl!” Feather says happily.
They aren’t the only ones with team troubles however.
“All you do is talk about how much you hate him or how much I suck for trying to have friends,” Basketball says.
“That’s because you're annoying! With your stupid accent and your stupid voice and your stupid… everything!” Chainsaw yells.
“You know what? I’m changing teams,” Basketball says and walks over to Nice Time Again and stands next to Cattail.
“Fine!” Chainsaw says and crosses his arms and sulks.
“…Guess those are the teams now…” Fake Aquarium says.
Teams:
Nice Time (Again): Leafy, Taco, Spellbook, Fern, Cattail, Basketball
Eliminated - Eyepatch, Polka Dot, ROCK, Water Bottle, No Way, Rotten Apple, Sketchpad, Chocolate Milk Carton, Diary, Bowling Ball, Suitcase, Plasma Ball, Cane’s Cup, Cup
“Today’s challenge is to make a torch! And no British members of the audience that does not mean make a flashlight. Make a real old fashioned torch, with fire and stuff. The last two teams to do it will be up for elimination! 3…2…1… go!” Fake Aquarium says and everyone starts.
“Has anyone here even made a torch?” Basketball says.
“In Minecraft,” Cattail says.
“Also in Minecraft,” Fern says.
“What’s Minecraft?” Basketball asks.
“I have! I can probably make one now!” Spellbook says and starts gathering materials off of the ground like wood.
Chalky sees that and starts doing that as well. While Test Tube is making a blueprint.
“As far as I can see,” Test Tube says. “We need a base and a way to light it, I suggest we use wood perhaps from a large stick nearby, some type of fluid to light a fire and perhaps some cloth to keep the fire going, then something to start the fire but I don’t think we’re short on that,”
“Are we really going to make Paintbrush mad to light the fire?” Broomer asks.
“It’s fine Fan can get me angry and then not in a millisecond,” Paintbrush says.
“I could also light it,” Lightbulb says.
“…If you're positive that you want to,” Test Tube says.
“Totally!” Lightbulb says.
“Got a chair leg from one of the couches out here,” Treasure Chest says.
“There’s couches out here? …Oh, right, from the storage challenge… nobody took them back in?” Cola Bottle asks.
“Kit and Spraypaint were sleeping on one and the other one…”
“Come on, come on,” Treasure Chest says as he pulls on the chair leg.
[Snap!]
Treasure Chest runs with the leg as Bowling Ball slowly rolls down.
“…Uh oh… UH OH!” Bowling Ball yells as he rolls down the chair.
“At least I got a leg,” Treasure Chest says.
“I got the gasoline!” Limey says.
“And I got matches!” Gaty says.
“Maybe we should carve a hole so the gasoline can-” Treasure Chest says as Limey pours all the gasoline on it. As it gets not only all over the chair leg but also on Treasure Chest’s arm.
“…At least you're not flameable?” Gaty says with a sheepish look.
Treasure Chest frowns and sighs.
“Just light it up,” Treasure Chest says.
“…Give us a second,” Cola Bottle says, then walks away with Milk and Taylor. “Alright good to go!” Cola Bottle yells and gives a thumbs up.
Gaty shrugs and lights a match and throws it onto the chair leg. Immediately engulfing it into flames.
“Hey guys!” Milk Bottle says walking over to the three and immediately being burned by the fire. “…Ooooo! That’s tickles!”
Treasure Chest starts running around, trying to put it out.
“Evil Milk Container is the first one safe!” Fake Aquarium says.
“Help us put the fire out!” Cola Bottle yells.
“No,” Fake Aquarium says.
“Why don’t you draw girls kissing?” Feather asks Chrome Gradienty as she draws.
“…I don’t think I’ve ever drawn a girl in my life… oh wait there was this one time…” Chrome Gradienty says as she realizes that the one time she did it was of Missing Dog Poster.
“Wrap it around,” Vase says as she wraps a towel around a stick. “Now we just need a lighter of some sort,”
“…Bryce?” Liam asks.
“I don’t always have a lighter with me…” Bryce says, Liam gives him a blank look. “Fine I do… and it’s out of fuel,”
“Bryce…” Amelia says.
“Not my fault,” Bryce says.
“We can probably find something around here to light it up with,” Liam says.
The four of them plus Moonstone start to walk towards the hotel.
“I think you should draw me and Diary kissing,” Feather says.
“That’s the drawing you recommend?” Chrome Gradienty asks. “How about instead…” She begins to draw something.
Feather begins to look in awe.
“My masterpiece!” Pillow says as she holds up her notepad.
“What’s in it?” Cabby asks.
“My research,” Pillow says.
“I didn’t know you were a researcher Pillow,” Cabby says.
“Oh it’s just a barely elaborated part of my character,” Pillow says.
“Perhaps we should compare notes!” Cabby says with a smile.
“Maybe you shouldn’t do that,” Book says but it’s too late, Pillow has already given her notepad to Cabby.
Cabby’s expression goes from happy to concern to confusion.
“…Pillow what is this?” Cabby asks.
“I warned you,” Book says.
“It’s my research!” Pillow says.
Cabby flips through the notebook as it reveals scribbles and crudely drawn diagrams and charts. As she continues to look, Cabby's expression turns to one of disgust.
“Has anyone ever taught you penmanship?” Cabby asks.
“What’s that?” Pillow asks.
“…I’ll teach you it after this challenge,” Cabby says.
“I wouldn’t recommend that either,” Book says.
“Why not?” Cabby asks.
“…Look at her,” Book says, pointing to Pillow.
“That’s not a nice thing to say about a teammate,” Cabby says.
“Barely a teammate I just happened to end up on her team… twice,” Book says.
“No matter, people can always learn,” Cabby says.
“Well personally I’m a saying guide and one of the most common sayings is you can’t teach an old dog new tricks,” Book says.
“First and foremost, she isn’t a dog. Second, I doubt she’s that old,” Cabby says.
“Guys!” Journal says, and he already has a torch, a long one.
“That was quick,” Cabby says.
“Cool throwing stick!” Chainsaw says and takes the torch and throws it.
It almost hits Basketball who’s standing next to Cattail and the rest of Nice Time Again.
“Hey!” Basketball yells.
“I have our torch done!” Spellbook says holding up a lit torch.
“Nice Time Again is also safe!” Fake Aquarium says.
“Alright slowly carve it,” Broomer says as he gently instructs Paintbrush.
“…I got it,” Paintbrush says as they slowly carves the torch.
“Slowly…” Chalky says.
“Chalky,” Broomer says with a stern look on his face as Paintbrush continues.
Paintbrush manages to carve it to which Test Tube carefully pours some fluid to burn into it then wraps a towel on it. Paintbrush holds it as Lightbulb sets it ablaze with her electric hands.
“Brightest Lights are safe!” Fake Aquarium says.
“That’s not good,” Kit says as she and Spraypaint are still on the couch.
“Maybe we should do something?” Spraypaint asks.
“No way, they’re fine on their own,” Kit says, laying back down.
“Why did you give Hanger sugar?” Ring asks nearby to Peanut.
“I thought it would calm her down!” Peanut says with a shrug.
“Why would sugar calm her down?” Ring asks.
“Viva la revolution!” Hanger says while running around.
“Where did you even get sugar?” Ring asks.
“The kitchen,” Peanut says.
“…That was a bad question,” Ring says. “How are we going to get her to stop?”
“I assumed we were going to let her tire herself out,” Peanut says.
“That’s a horrible idea! Especially with all the torches around,” Ring says.
“What about the challenge?” Peanut asks.
“We still have… Rosey and Bouquet… where are Kit and Spraypaint?” Ring asks the last part under her breath.
“I’ll go get materials,” Rosey says and walks into the forest.
“I guess I’ll go into the hotel then,” Bouquet says and runs inside.
“At least now we can… where’s Hanger?” Ring asks.
“…I thought you had her,” Peanut says.
“We were both watching her,” Ring says.
“Guess it’s both our faults then!” Peanut says.
“Let’s go find her,” Ring says and walks away, being followed by Peanut.
Hanger meanwhile is walking over to Cabby.
“Hello!” Hanger says.
“Oh hello there Hanger! How are you?” Cabby asks.
“I’m- Hey!” Hanger says as she’s picked up by Pillow.
“New test!” Pillow says happily.
“Pillow! No!” Cabby says.
“…Yay!” Pillow says and runs off with Hanger presumably to kill her.
“Oh no,” Cabby says and rolls after them.
“That’s not good,” Book says. Price Tag notices this and runs after Cabby then Book runs after them.
“Okay I got a new… where is everyone?” Journal says returning.
“ANOTHER THROWING STICK!” Chainsaw says happily and throws it, again at Basketball.
“HEY!” Basketball yells.
“…Are you serious?” Journal asks.
“What?” Chainsaw asks.
Journal just gives him a tired look.
As Vase, Liam, Bryce and Amelia walk past them back to their team.
“I can’t believe I did it,” Chrome Gradienty says, admiring her drawing:
“I can’t believe you used your first girl on girl drawing to draw that stupid leaf,” Feather says with a frown.
“This is the most common girl… ship I could think of! Leafy x Taco, I mean, it’s right in front of our very eyes,” Chrome Gradienty says.
“If you want a ship that’s true, I can just go over and find and kiss Diary,” Feather says.
“What’s with your obsession with her?” Chrome Gradienty asks, Feather shrugs.
“Alright now we just have to…” Liam says and looks at the two laying there.
“Have you guys been seriously laying on the ground doing… whatever this is for the entire time?” Bryce asks.
“She’s expanding her horizons,” Feather says on her back, arms extended to the sky.
“Are you high?” Bryce asks.
“I did it again!” Chrome Gradienty says holding up two of her drawings. “I can do anything!” She holds up a drawing in her hands.
Bryce takes the drawings from her, crumples it up, puts it on top of their unlit torch and lights it up with his lighter. Chrome Gradienty looks in fear as it burns.
“Bryce!” Liam says.
“No good deed goes unpunished,” Feather says as she stands up.
But the ball of paper falls off before it can be counted and nobody wants to pick up the ball to put it back on the torch.
“So close!” Fake Aquarium says.
“What?” Liam yells he can’t hear them due to how far the two are from each other.
“So close!” Fake Aquarium repeats.
“What?” Liam yells back.
“So close!” Fake Aquarium says.
“What?” Liam asks.
“So close!” Fake Aquarium says.
“…I’ll just come over to you,” Liam says walking towards Fake Aquarium.
“At least we know the fluid works,” Amelia says.
“Bryce… why did you do that?” Vase asks.
“I hate these two so much,” Bryce says as he watches the ball of paper burn.
“Let me get that,” Feather says and reaches for the ball only to immediately burn. Then she is fried to a crisp and becomes a pile of ash.
“I think she might’ve actually been high,” Bryce says.
“Wait a minute, where's Charlotte?" Amelia asks.
“…You're just asking that now?” Bryce asks.
Charlotte is in the forest sulking. When she hears a noise, she looks up and hears a struggle. She gets up and begins to follow the sounds.
“Pillow get back here!” Book yells.
“Put her down!” Cabby yells.
“Help me!” Hanger cries out.
While Pillow runs away. Charlotte overhears and follows the noise until she hears it, coming up behind her. As then Pillow collides with her, which sends Hanger, Pillow and Charlotte flying. In the middle of her trajectory, getting her bounds, Charlotte sees Hanger flying and pulls her in and tries to keep her safe.
She does manage to keep Hanger safe but not without anything happening to her. After they all fall down Cabby, Book and Price Tag run over and see Hanger okay, Pillow a bit bruised but happy about the outcome. Mainly due to Charlotte being impaled by a tree branch.
Cabby gently picks Hanger up.
“Why isn’t she moving?” Hanger asks.
“She will soon,” Cabby says and rolls away with Hanger in tow.
As Book and Price Tag look at the corpse for a bit longer, then they leave. As Pillow gets up and writes some notes.
“Intriguing,” Pillow says as she studies the body of the moldy bread.
Cabby rolls back out. She looks around and sees Ring and Peanut. As soon as she sees them, they see her.
“Is she okay?” Ring asks.
“She’s okay,” Cabby says.
“Thank you,” Ring says.
“I’m not the one you should be thanking,” Cabby says, as she rolls away.
She puts Hanger down. As Ring looks confused and then Cabby inputs a name into the recovery center.
“Charlotte,” says the mechanical voice of the recovery machine.
Cabby pauses as Charlotte opens her eyes.
“What?” Charlotte asks as everyone around her looks in surprise.
“You may want to look in a mirror,” Cabby says. Immediately Charlotte runs and goes to the nearest place she can find a mirror, the kitchen. Where she runs and sees…
She’s cured. No mold, nothing.
All she can do is look at it as tears pour down her eyes and the fire is lightened as she cannot speak and it burns and burns and burns. What burns never returns.
Chrome Gradienty watches the drawing continue to burn.
“Girl Power (Plus some Boys) is safe! For real this time,” Fake Aquarium says.
Chrome Gradienty doesn’t feel safe.
She feels like she’s been ripped into a thousand little pieces.
When ROCK comes to it just sees a forest, filled with the typical trees. What it assumes from this place, it’s like the trees at the hotel, somewhat. But then he looks further and in the distance sees towering pillars of mushrooms in the background. Now that isn’t the usual and isn’t exactly like any place he has been to before yet it still looks very similar. The trees, looking at them again, do look darker, they provide more shade, let less light in. As well as there being hills and cliffs. More varied terrain that doesn’t smoothly transition from one to another, instead some of it is simply out of reach. It feel very random.
This place simply looks more varied than where he was before. Either way ROCK still had no clue where he is. He begins to wonder, at first its empty expanse, sometimes forest, sometimes open. But very quickly he finds the first marks of civilization. Four platforms, lots of lights, lots of support. Metal mostly, painted and primed. Looking flawless, like a machine made it.
ROCK walks past it. But then more signs of a civilization, specifically a game show begin to appear. More challenge areas, a box of scraps, an underground lab. Eventually he sees it all, stages, machine made caves, even a voting place. All of this finally ends with a stone road which ROCK walks down and at the end of it he finds, honestly to his disappointment, another hotel. The only interesting part of it is that it has another name: Hotel OJ.
A name he recognizes. The door is open a bit so he walks in. A lot of orange, the hotel opens to a living room something very uncommon for hotels. From where it currently is ROCK can see stairs that go up and a way to a kitchen. For a hotel it feels and looks more like a home. ROCK climbs up the stairs, seeing rooms upon rooms, most of them closed. Sometimes open. Frozen in time and ROCK only gives himself a few glimpses, these are other people’s homes he wouldn’t mess with them. There are a few floors, all decorated with at least an orange tint. There doesn’t seem to be a single room exempt from that, a specific design choice. ROCK continues to walk around, it feels lived in, a lot of people must’ve lived here too. Until the hotel back at the competition ROCK never really saw this or anything like it, it’s weird to him. After he looks around a bit more ROCK leaves the hotel, this is not a place for him. Now back outside, he’s now slowly realizing that he’s on the island.
The big and bold sign titled ‘Inanamate Island’ helps as well.
Now he has to find a way off of this Island. There can’t possibly be so much on one little island. Eyepatch isn’t here anymore and ROCK doubts he’ll come here anytime soon, even accidentally. Especially assuming that ROCK was flung real far. So ROCK needs a boat, where to find a boat? There doesn’t seem to be any boats or even places for boats nearby which is unfortunate for it.
He still needs to find a way to travel. ROCK searches the coast for any boats or any other equipment. At first he finds nothing. Only grey gravel and yellow sand and some high cliffs. Besides the various landscapes he finds nothing. After a bit more searching, trying not to fall off the cliffs or into the ocean and maneuvering through the rough gravel and the sand that somehow gets everywhere, ROCK finds a small old wooden boat that looks a bit worse for wear.
To anyone else it would look like a death trap, to ROCK it looks perfect, his saving grace. The way off of this Island. Not like this place is terrible but he would like to keep exploring.
Taking the boat, ROCK propels himself with the singular oar it has. As the boat propels forward slowly he paddles to get as far as he can as quickly as it can. At first it’s nothing but water and the land it had recently left behind, but then after a few minutes he sees another island. A smaller one, which only has a jail or more accurately jail bars. Curious, ROCK paddles to this new island and quickly docks.
Admittedly there’s not much to see, only a few bars and some stuff in the middle, wasted away either due to time or weather or both. A book, a chair and a few other things are seen. Whoever was stuck here must’ve been tortured. He leaves not noticing a ‘EVIL Paper was here’ drawn in the ground, erratic, barely legible yet somehow still present.
Rowing away again, ROCK doesn’t even look back to the previous island as he continues his journey. He rows a lot longer this time, until he sees a dark, cloudy, and weird looking island that seems to be permanently stuck that way, he avoids that one. Too much darkness for one day, he rows a lot more and after he gets past that dreary island he sees a tropical island. It looks like the perfect getaway, a vacation destination with palm trees, light sand that even looks fluffy somehow and beach houses. Even the grass looks greener. Of course ROCK docks here as well. He explores the place, finding remnants of civilization here as well. He walks around for a bit again and then finds a library, bigger than anything else on this island. He looks at it in awe for a moment.
As far as ROCK can tell it doesn’t have any title to it. He walks up the ramp, then sees the door which can be opened by either hand or foot or simply pressing on it. He continues, walking farther into the library. Books upon books, blue walls, peach floors and red carpets. Along with some plants, which are surprisingly real, ROCK walks through the library, it’s nice and tranquil somehow even more than the hotel.
“VERY. NICE.” He says to himself.
Despite feeling at peace, he leaves. Again, it’s not the type to stay in one place for too long. He has the whole world to explore. This was nice to see as well. After he gets back onto the boat he rows some more.
This time the ocean seems to extend forever. As far as the eye can see. ROCK pushes itself, only taking minimal breaks. The waves break against him and his boat which might break as well. Potentially due to his weight. He makes slow but steady progress fighting this battle against the ocean. The blue floating waves paired with the bright blue sky shine off of each other and allow ROCK to feel somewhat at peace. Even if at best he’s rowing around aimlessly. Land eventually is nowhere to be seen, only the sky and ocean along with some clouds which look so nice.
He’s seen this before on Eyepatch’s ship but ROCK is a less experienced captain. Emptiness makes him nervous, it's surprising that the boat can even handle ROCK and the waves. Instead of worrying about that, however, ROCK continues to row. As the water passes him. Still making steady progress. It’s weird that there hasn’t been another island but maybe that’s all that was brought here by whoever made this place but ROCK doesn’t think about that, instead he focuses on rowing. Rowing, rowing, rowing. Until it becomes too much and he rests. The waves pull him to his next destination and by the time he starts again, he can see land. He continues to row and row and row.
Finally reaching land, this time it hopefully won’t be an island. He docks on a beach and looks around. It looks weird, roads as far as the eyes can see. Shelters of all sorts and kinds, ROCK is confused but still he presses forward.
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Immediately after she leaves, Suitcase pauses. She has no clue where she is or where she’s going to go. She opens herself and takes out the map.
She’s gone the wrong direction.
So she runs back but she goes around the back side of the hotel to avoid anyone, she’s finally on the right path. The only problem now is how long it’ll take her to get there. Despite her resting, or at least not using any of her energy for weeks she couldn’t dream of making any significant progress with her own two feet. But right now it’s all plains, grass fields of nothingness. As well, at least for now she has no way to quickly progress through this environment. Instead she walks and tries to enjoy the nature around her.
To make it to Gold Ingot’s place she has to cross a continent and then some. Which includes getting across some of Gold Ingot’s dimension places. Transportation or any possible way to speed this up is first priority. Luckily for Suitcase she manages to find a train that will help her lead to her destination.
There’s a building near it that says ‘YellowFace & Taggy’s warehouse’ it’s the only building near. Suitcase recognizes ‘Taggy’ that’s what mainly Book and sometimes some others call Price Tag. Suitcase gets on the train though, no time for exploring, she’s never been much of an explorer anyway. The train takes her to the “Pillary Ruins” where she looks around, sees a few things, mainly the pillars of these ruins but overall the ruins are simply a struggle to get around.
She ends up finding a van, the ‘Freesmart super van’ to be exact. She’s never heard of a “Freesmart” anywhere but she finds the keys in it and starts it and sets off. Obviously it was made for someone with arms but Suitcase manages. She goes past the rest of the Pillary Ruins, then past ‘Yoyalland’, then past more ruins of some forgotten civilization. Until she reaches the ocean, the border to Gold Ingot’s place.
Leaving the Freesmart super van behind, whoever owns that she’ll be thankful to one day. Right now she has a problem.
Thankfully she can see the other side and fortunately she can swim. It’s… she’s been afraid of the water after an incident with it.
She sits there for a moment but then decides she has to do it. At some point she has to conquer this mild fear. So she puts the map in her storage and swims, as hard as she can. The water pushes against her and sometimes she falls into the below but she makes it out anyway. It feels like forever as she doesn’t want to drown and wants to get away from the water. Swimming takes a few minutes but she gets to the other side. Wet but okay, she smiles, she conquered her fear. Not much of a fear but still impressive.
Gold Ingot’s side looks a lot more like what she expects a modern society to look like. Roads, stores, homes. The only thing that catches her off guard is a moving bus. Specifically that it’s moving on its own. She doesn’t believe it the first time she sees it, but the second time she can’t deny it. It’s moving, somehow.
Guess that's her ticket to Gold Ingot.
She looks at her map and the specific town that Gold Ingot is at. It’s not that far, only a bit of Gold Ingot’s land was transported seemingly. At least that’s what Suitcase assumes. Suitcase finds a bus stop that’ll lead to his place and waits for a bus. She assumes she’ll have to jump on it.
Suitcase sighs as she looks around. At a bus stop, waiting for a bus. Which she realizes that she has never actually seen in her life, yet she can already visualize it perfectly or at least know what it is and its purposes and what you're supposed to do at it. Waiting mostly.
Thankfully she doesn’t have to wait long. A bus comes up and stops at her stop. She pauses, then the door opens. She gets on after a moment of silence. After she’s seated, it closes its doors and goes off.
This confuses her a bit but she gets over it and then settles into her seat. Ready for the journey ahead, it won’t take too long but long enough for her to need to get comfortable.
After she gets comfortable in her seat she looks outside. Civilization as far as she can see. She knows what it’s supposed to look like but before this she’s pretty sure she never actually saw it. Only now she can. It’s weirdly nice, as she wonders what people’s lives are like here. Every place tells a story. Unlike back where she came from where she couldn’t even think about who was before her. Even at the hotel it was too much like her old home. Even if she never stayed in OJ’s hotel and only really saw it a few times. The land around it was empty fields and a grand sense that it was only there to be another place to be besides the competition.
Suitcase overheard a lot of things like how the BFDI contestants had to sleep outside. Some of them still do, Suitcase remembers when she slept outside. Some people had shelter, but she didn’t, along with a lot of others. She remembers it wasn’t too bad.
She also doesn’t remember or didn’t have to live the years of her life when she would have had to do that for a long time.
Instead it was skipped over, just for her. Lightbulb doesn’t seem to be too upset over it. Neither did Baseball or Knife. Maybe they’re just better at hiding it.
Maybe it’s because the others didn’t move on from them after they were seemingly gone.
She doesn’t want to be upset about Balloon and Nickel but she sort of has to be. Like she had to be upset at Baseball, to sacrifice someone who she cared about compared to someone who he just became friends with. Barely comparable, not comparable at all actually.
Of course she lets her mind wander, she wants it too. She then remembers when she saw Knife in the forest.
“Suitcase,” Knife said.
Suitcase’s eyes shoot open, she turned from the tree stump where she sat. Seeing Knife’s ghost.
“Knife?” Suitcase asked.
“In the… spirit,” Knife said.
“How are you… I thought you were tied to the mansion,” Suitcase said.
“Apparently not,” Knife said. “I was a recommended character, like Bot and… Rock, but I managed to float out,”
“Okay… why are you here?” Suitcase asked.
“Wanted to talk to you, see how you were doing,” Knife said.
“I’m… fine…” Suitcase said.
“Doesn’t sound like it,” Knife said.
“I’m not the best, obviously. I have to play in another show,” Suitcase said. “That I’m surprised I’ve gotten this far and I probably won’t get too far after this,”
“Why not?” Knife asked.
“I let Leafy tag me,” Suitcase asked. “And I want to get out,”
“Why?” Knife asked.
“I want this to end,” Suitcase said. “For it to all be over. I already won, what could I get from winning this one?”
“Not to tell you what to do but-”
“But what?” Suitcase asked. “You're going to tell me to keep going? What about what I want to do?”
“…Are you done now?” Knife asked.
“That’s the best you can say?” Suitcase said. “Guess we know why you're dead and I’m not,” Suitcase turned away and rolled her eyes.
“Fine, have it your way,” Knife said, he didn’t react to Suitcase’s comment and then he floated away. Suitcase couldn’t help but feel that it was underwhelming.
That it lead to nothing.
On the bus she still can’t figure it out. Knife hasn’t talked to her since. Whether that’s because he doesn’t want to or because he’s not here anymore, either way, they didn’t blow up at each other. Not like she did with Nickel or even at Baseball, instead it was nothing.
As she looks out, it's so different from the pale white forest. Barely any trees and leaves yet so colorful, she wonders how it was all made. Not to mention how it was all built. The highway is a lot to take in especially, how big it is and how grand of a scale it is. Suitcase watches the exits fly by but eventually it stops and goes into an exit. She checks her map, it’s the right way. Somehow the bus knows where she's going. Suitcase doesn’t know if she should be terrified or happy.
She watches as it passes more stores and homes then a bunch of fields. Then she sees a sort of campground with a sort of house at the front. Then a bus stop. To which the bus stops at. Suitcase gets herself and her map and gets off the bus. This must be it.
As she walks around she sees forests and the nearby roads as well as dirt tracks. Then for the first time in a while she sees someone.
Silver.
“Suitcase!” She says with a wide smile and a cheerful demeanor as Suitcase looks around still taking in everything.
“Hey,” Suitcase says. “Guess I found the right place,”
“I was wondering when you would show up,” Silver says. “I expected a bit longer but I guess I should’ve expected this, it's great to see you!”
Suitcase doesn’t know how to react to that last comment so she simply nods.
“I hate to be rude but where’s Gold Ingot?” Suitcase asks.
“No, not rude at all. I know you're here for him. Happy for it actually! He’s inside hosting an interview,” Silver says.
“Oh,” Suitcase says.
“As soon as Daddy Long Legs showed up I was waiting for you to appear,” Silver says.
“Wait, him? How did he get here so fast?” Suitcase asks.
“I don’t know, host powers. That’s how me and Bronze got here so fast,” Silver says.
“Oh,” Suitcase says. “…What about Gold Ingot?”
“He took the long way. Made his gold cart across that…place, then took some self moving buses. I assume it's similar to what you did. He said it was nice and he didn’t want to do the work waiting for him here, they forced him to do the interviews,” Silver says. “Either way now that you're here, he’ll be less stressed. He needs that,”
“I’m glad to be here… how long do the interviews usually take?” Suitcase asks, Silver pauses and thinks.
“Not long but sometimes it’ll take a bit. You’ve seen how Daddy Long Legs is,” Silver says, Suitcase nods but before she can say anything. The door opens and out comes Daddy Long Legs who walks past them with one step.
Silver waves to him with her foot then goes to Gold Ingot. Suitcase doesn’t care about Daddy Long Legs and follows Silver. Daddy Long Legs looks back for a second but then looks forward again. Suitcase follows Silver as she walks into Gold Ingot’s place. Suitcase stands outside of the door, not knowing what to do.
“Big guy,” Silver says with a bit of a smirk as she enters.
“Also very dumb,” Gold Ingot says, looking annoyed.
“Well, good news but you aren’t going to believe it…” Silver says and Suitcase assumes that’s her cue to walk in as Silver steps out of the way to reveal her. Gold Ingot’s eyes go wide and he gains a bit of a smile.
“Already?” Gold Ingot asks.
“I told you,” Suitcase says. “Tried to get out and it worked,”
“You're crazy,” Gold Ingot says, the two laugh as Silver smiles at the display.
After that it all goes by in a flash. New adjustments have to be made and a routine is set. Not a very active routine, a few days of nothing but hanging around is when Suitcase starts to feel normal about this whole place. Her and Gold Ingot talk a lot, she’s also gotten closer to Silver and even Bronze. Right now she’s outside to get a breath of fresh air, while taking it all in. Looking around.
After a few full days there’s not much to talk about. Every story told, every thing said, every comment made, everything and now nothing. The house they have is cramped and while there is space and food and beds and anything Suitcase could need, even leather cleaner, she’s still out here.
It’s been so sunny recently.
“What are you doing?” Gold Ingot asks. Suitcase looks back, he must’ve come out without her noticing or hearing the door open.
“Nothing much,” Suitcase says.
Gold Ingot walks down and looks out to the scene like she was doing but Suitcase doesn’t move from her spot and continues to look at him while he does this process.
“You wanna go get a bite to eat?” Gold Ingot asks as he turns to her.
They take a bus to go nearby to a fast food restaurant. Suitcase thinks it’s called something like ‘SnackMonalds’ which sounds like a parody of an actual place. She instead enjoys a classic ‘Bell’s Classic Cheese Pizza Slice’ while Gold Ingot has his “usual” a ‘Grando Cheese Supreme’ which looks like a combination of a bunch of cheese and a bunch of grease.
Gold Ingot looks as happy as can be and Suitcase can admit that this place is nice. All things considered. The food isn’t the worst, and Suitcase has had way worse. Yet she can’t get rid of a nagging feeling, like something is off here. Something is wrong. Not that she’s not supposed to be here or there’s something wrong with reality. More like…
“Is it not that good?” Gold Ingot asks.
“No, it’s fine, it’s… I’m not used to this kind of food,” Suitcase lies.
“…Right… makes sense. Let’s hope it goes down in one piece,” Gold Ingot says.
“Yeah…” Suitcase says. She looks to her side, towards the outside, where she feels the feeling again.
After their meal they ride back and they back off at… home? Suitcase at least feels like it’s home. Either way the feeling subsides when she gets back and Suitcase is left with the same problem at the beginning. That there’s nothing to do and nothing to talk about.
“I wish for death,” Rosey says. “I wish for constant agonizing death so that way I can still feel something,”
“I wish for more women,” Kit says.
“I also wish for more women,” Spraypaint says.
“I wish for peace and prosperity!” Peanut says.
“I wish for my brothers and sisters to be free!” Hanger says.
“I wish for the past to stop haunting me,” Ring says.
“I wish I was still in the game… or for a new Spyro the dragon game,” Bowling Ball says.
“I wish I was still in the game,” Diary says.
“Aren’t you dead?” Ring asks, looking confused at Diary.
“Someone recovered me,” Diary says with a shrug.
“Why aren’t you with your team then?” Peanut asks.
“They don’t want me there,” Diary says. “Vase threw me before Moonstone could even see me… my biggest fan, she has no idea what to do without me now…”
“Fan?” Kit asks.
Gaty comes running over.
“Guys new host,” Gaty says, then runs away.
“Welp, time to go back inside and be sad,” Bowling Ball says and drags himself along the grass and into the hotel.
“I’m going to see how many windows I can break,” Diary says and goes inside as well.
“I hope I’m eliminated!” Suitcase says.
“I have never seen her that happy in my life,” Journal says.
“Me neither,” Cabby says.
“Let her be happy. After she’s gone we’ll wipe the floor with these fools, right Basketball?” Chainsaw asks, only to get no response. “I said right Basketball?” Chainsaw asks again, then turns around to see Basketball not right by his side.
Chainsaw looks around and sees Basketball talking to Cattail. He scowls and crosses his arms as he turns around.
“Have they ever been like that before?” GPS asks Journal as he looks confused at Chainsaw’s display, Journal shakes his head no.
Everyone gathers up and some reluctantly go to their teams or leave to go into the hotel. As soon as everyone's organized the new host is summoned and almost immediately they hit the ground due to their long legs.
“He… Hey guys…” Daddy Long Legs says as he gets his bearings.
“…IT'S A BUG, KILL IT!” Taylor screams and latches onto Cola Bottle.
“Hey-Hey… no-no need for… scream… screaming,” Daddy Long Legs gets out.
“Wow, scary guy huh?” Chainsaw says. “I like this new host already,”
“Why… why are you a chainsaw? That… that’s d-dangerous,” Daddy Long Legs says.
“…Nevermind,” Chainsaw says and walks away.
“Time for the elim-elim-elimernation… elimin- elimination,” Daddy Long Legs says.
“Wow would it take you any longer to say that?” Feather asks.
“No,” Daddy Long Legs says. “Anyway, we got 5…55,8… 800 and 45 votes. We’ll start with brightest l-lights. Who-who got the most votes on… on the Brightest Lights?”
Nobody answers. Daddy Long Legs remains silent.
“Are we supposed to guess?” Moonstone asks.
“Y-Yeah,” Daddy Long Legs says.
“Was it Bot?” Test Tube asks.
“N-no, Bot was… third,” Daddy Long Legs says but doesn’t say anything else.
“Are we still supposed to guess?” Paintbrush asks.
“Was it me?” Chrome Gradienty asks.
“N-no, you were… second to… last,” Daddy Long Legs says then says nothing, again.
“Lightbulb?” Broomer suggests.
“Cor-correct! It was Lightbulb with… with 9,235 votes,” Daddy Long Legs says, then says nothing, again.
“Just say the votes dude!” Kit yells.
“O-oh okay,” Daddy Long Legs says then says nothing, once more.
“Say the votes!” Suitcase yells.
“R-right,” Daddy Long Legs says. “Paintbrush got 7,236, Bot got 5,126, OJ got 3,198, Test Tube g-got 2,329, Fan got 2,102, Broomer got 1,523 and
Chalky got 997,”
“I’m eliminated? Over her?” Plasma Ball asks.
“Yay I’m safe!” Chrome Gradienty says.
“I never… I never said that,” Daddy Long Legs says.
“You said Chrome Gradienty was second to last and since everyone else is safe… that means Plasma Ball is out,” Paintbrush says.
“Wow… you are really s-sm-sm-smart,” Daddy Long Legs says. “Chrome Gradienty got 672 while Plasma Ball only got 668,”
“How? I was the most voted last time!” Plasma Ball says.
“You did transfer over to the team with more popular people on it,” Kit says.
“Also you’ve barely done anything these past few episodes,” Cane’s Cup says.
“I don’t even think she’s been mentioned for a few,” Chrome Gradienty says. “Either way, sucks for you, good for me!”
“E-enough o-of that,” Daddy Long Legs says. “Murder!!! Is up next which scares me. Basketball is the m-most voted with… 5,129 votes. Book follows wit-with 3,789 votes, she’s… f-followed by Price Tag with 3,567, then Cabby with 2,965, then Journal with… 1,872, GPS wi-with 1,589 and then Pillow with 985 vo-votes,”
“Bottom two?” Chainsaw says.
“I hope I lose!” Suitcase says happily.
“That-that’s n-not normal,” Daddy Long Legs says. “But I guess you’ll be hap-happy because you lose with only 587 votes… 100 less that scary guy with 687,”
“My name is Chainsaw,” Chainsaw says.
“You scare me,” Daddy Long Legs says.
“You don’t sound very scared,” Cabby says.
“I’m…I’m terrified,” Daddy Long Legs says still monotone.
Teams:
Nice Time (Again): Leafy, Taco, Cane’s Cup, Spellbook, Microphone, Fern, Cattail, Missing Dog Poster
Eliminated - Eyepatch, Polka Dot, ROCK, Water Bottle, No Way, Rotten Apple, Sketchpad, Chocolate Milk Carton, Diary, Bowling Ball, Suitcase, Plasma Ball
“What was…. What was that?” Daddy Long Legs says looking up to the ‘teams’ section. “…Anyway, the challenge… today is… to-to to bounce the bouncing balls as much as possible. Which- whichever team bou-bounces the balls the least loses… like a… like a loser… go,”
“Found a ball!” Cup says, he bounces it once and it flies off. “Aw man,”
“I bet I can make a machine to bounce the balls!” Limey says.
“Why are you so into machine building now?” Gaty asks.
“Machines always help!” Limey says.
“That’s not what I asked,” Gaty says.
Spraypaint runs past them and comes out of the forest with a bunch of balls and runs back to her team. One fall off and lands in Cup’s hand.
“Another ball!” Cup says and bounces it and it flies off. “Aw man,”
Chrome Gradienty happily bounces a ball. While everyone else on her team also bounces but looks suspiciously at her.
“We need to get her off the team,” Paintbrush says.
“How would we even do that? We can’t force her off,” Test Tube says.
“As much as I hate her it’s nice to have a disposable member of the team,” OJ says.
“Wait until she somehow gets over all of us,” Paintbrush says. “She got over Plasma Ball, it seems unless we can get more attention that her, we’re done for,”
“I think you're over thinking it and plus she isn’t that bad,” Fan says.
“That’s because she’s just a more extreme version of you,” OJ says.
“OJ!” Test Tube says.
“Oh come on. Obsessed with Object Shows, especially the contestants. Constant trivia and mentions. Obnoxious,” OJ says.
“That last part is a bit too far man,” Broomer says.
“I’ve personally always thought of myself more similar to Missing Dog Poster if it’s going to be anyone from Team Room 125,” Fan says.
“See what I’m talking about?” OJ says.
“Even if Fan can be a bit… much,” Paintbrush says. “He still isn’t even half as bad as she is. We need to get her off of this team. Even if she gets off next time we’re voted on, I can’t take her for a another challenge,”
“Even if we purposely lose the challenge then they might vote one of us off,” Broomer says. “There doesn’t seem to be a good way around this situation,”
“There’s always a way,” Paintbrush says. “That’s something Fan taught me,”
“Aw, Paintbrush,” Fan says.
“Get a room,” OJ says.
“You're one to talk!” Paintbrush yells at him as their hair starts to flicker with flames.
Nice Time is doing mostly well. Bouncing their way to victory or at least not elimination. However Microphone can’t stop giving Taco the stink eye. Missing Dog Poster tries her best to stop a potential catastrophe from happening. While Leafy and Taco happily talk to each other. Missing Dog Poster tries to talk with Microphone but the latter is so consumed by her anger that she is unable or at least unwilling to.
Until someone else says something.
“Oh, Microphone?” Spellbook asks.
Missing Dog Posted is already fearful.
“…Yes?” Microphone asks trying not to let the venom spit too much.
“About that blanket you tore up. I forgive you but it was Cabby’s and I’m not sure she believed me when I said it was you. Could you tell her you did it? So she doesn’t hate me for no reason,” Spellbook says.
“I will,” Microphone says actually sort of peacefully. Spellbook smiles. Missing Dog Poster breathes a sigh of relief, crisis avoided.
“Hey guys,” Cane’s Cup says. “How about we all share what we did over this weekend for no reason,”
“Oh! Me and Taco went on two dates!” Leafy says.
Instantly Microphone stops bouncing her ball and walks away.
“What’s her problem?” Cattail says.
“Microphone just needs to get past this silly pouting phase,” Taco says.
Missing Dog Poster almost has a heart attack at that comment, she looks back to Microphone only to get an actual heart attack. That’s because Microphone heard it and after a second she begins to walk back. Missing Dog Poster would get in the way if only she wouldn’t die from doing so.
“YOU tell ME to stop yet you have the audacity to treat her better than you ever treated me,” Microphone begins. “All I’ve been trying to do is win you over but everything that I’ve wished for years has been given to her. Why can’t you treat me like I’m a living breathing object? Why does she only get that treatment from you? I don’t care that you're dating, or that your friends, GOOD FOR YOU! I CAN’T TAKE HOW YOU CAN’T GIVE ME THE TIME OF DAY YET YOU CAN GIVE HER THE WORLD!” Microphone screams at the top of her lungs.
She stops and sees everyone looking at her. Missing Dog Poster runs to block her from sight, failing due to her being smaller than her.
“This is none of your business,” Missing Dog Poster announces. “This is private. Go back to your own business,"
Admittedly it works well as everyone quickly goes back to their business. As Microphone begins to cry, Taco attempts to reach out her hand but Microphone walks away crying while Missing Dog Poster blocks her from sight as the two enter the hotel.
“…I had no idea she felt that way,” Taco says. “I guess I do treat her badly…”
Leafy puts a hand on Taco’s back and tries to soothe her. Taco simply sits down and lets her actions weigh on her.
“If only we knew what was going on with them sooner,” Fern says.
“Microphone shouldn’t have lashed out like that,” Cattail says. “But also Taco shouldn’t have brushed her to the side,”
“Seems weird that we’re commenting on this,” Fern says.
“Nothing better to do, we’re just bouncing balls,” Cattail says.
“Guys check this out!” Cane’s Cup says, somehow bouncing a bunch of balls all at the same time.
“Woah!” Fern says.
“How are you doing that?” Cattail asks.
As soon as she asks that a bunch of balls fly away, one hits Taco in the face, then flies away. While the others fly into the forest.
“…Oh,” Cattail says.
“I get the pain,” Cup says, coming out of the forest with his ball then running back to his team. Most of which are still ballless.
“Alright, this time I got- Where did the ball go?” Cup asks as the ball somehow disappears from his hands.
“I can’t believe that all our balls got flung away by Cup,” Fish Taco says.
“Aw come on guys, he’s trying his best,” Cola Bottle says. “Taylor, you should stop hiding behind me,”
“Don’t you see the giant bug?” Taylor asks.
“…I’m see-through,” Cola Bottle says. Taylor pauses then runs behind Milk, who gives her a pat on the head.
“Bottle, you gotta be nicer to her,” Milk says. “She’s scared of him,”
“I haven’t said anything at all!” Milk Bottle says. “I don’t think I’ve said anything for a few episodes now…”
“…Cola Bottle,” Milk says.
“Whoopsies!” Milk Bottle says as she lets a ball roll past her. But then she thinks of something. “Wait, what if we put a bunch of balls in me? Then I could bounce them all around!”
“That could work,” Treasure Chest says. He looks around and runs over to get a bunch of balls, then puts them into Milk Bottle.
“Woo!” Milk Bottle says then starts shaking herself around as the balls bounce.
“Wow, I can’t believe that actually worked,” Cola Bottle says.
Then Milk Bottle shatters.
“…New plan!” Limey says. “We make Milk Bottle more durable and then make the balls smaller!”
“That doesn’t sound like that bad of a plan,” Fish Taco says.
“Do you know how to build that?” Gaty asks.
“…No,” Limey says.
“Nevermind then,” Fish Taco says then starts looking for balls.
“I don’t think I can bounce a ball,” Hanger says as she tries to bounce the ball with her foot but it keeps slipping.
“The technique is this,” Ring says adjusting Hanger’s foot and showing her how the ball is supposed to go.
Ring lets go and Hanger manages to bounce the ball up and down.
“Thank you!” Hanger says.
Ring simply smiles and nods.
“I think I’m gonna get a cavity,” Spraypaint says. “Then throw up,”
“What’s got you so sick?” Peanut asks.
“She’s making fun of those two,” Bouquet says. “I just think it’s sweet, like a feel good movie on the hallmark channel,”
“Those make me want to throw up too,” Spraypaint says.
“I wanna throw up from how corrupted this world is,” Rosey says.
“…Your edginess makes me want to throw up too. I liked you better when you didn’t try to contribute to the conversation,” Spraypaint says. “…I think I might actually vomit,”
“Then do it,” Rosey says.
Spraypaint vomits. Then looks surprised at her sudden vomit then she looks at Rosey then smiles.
“Now THAT’S cool,” Spraypaint says.
“You can make people vomit?” Kit asks.
“Apparently,” Rosey says with a shrug.
Kit looks concerned at Rosey. Then she becomes even more concerned when she realizes Rosey isn’t actually bouncing the ball. It just hits her hand then goes down and up again, by itself. Kit looks at Rosey who looks back at her but only with an empty but angry look.
Kit looks away.
As Bot looks suspiciously at Rosey.
“You’ve been looking at her a lot lately,” Lightbulb says.
“Well- I-” Bot tries to stammer out.
“It’s okay Bot… I was extremely annoyed when I found out who I had a crush on,” Paintbrush says. “Then even more annoyed by another one I had,”
“Are we sure it’s a crush?” Test Tube asks. “It could be because of that Ping Pong game,”
“Can she be that mad at a Ping Pong game?” Chalky asks.
“The one time you make a good point,” Bot mumbles under her breath.
“I don’t think it's a crush. Bot was beaten pretty badly afterwards, Test Tube even had to repair them,” Fan says.
Bot smiles, for once Fan makes a good point.
“See? Jealousy and anger not a crush… wait Bot why are you blushing?” Test Tube ask. “I didn’t even program you with that!”
“It could be a malfunction,” Bot says as they desperately pat their face while it is red. “I could be overheating!”
“It’s okay Bot,” Lightbulb says. “Actually, I guess it isn’t, I wouldn’t want to be crushed,”
“She hacked me!” Bot says. “She hacked me and that's why I’m so suspicious of her! Geez!” Bot says and only gets more red.
“I knew it, embarrassment,” Broomer says. Bot gives him an angry look. “Sorry,” He says, Bot exhales in relief.
“It doesn’t even matter anyway,” Bot says.
Bot only gets redder though.
“Maybe it is a malfunction,” Test Tube says. “Something to do with your cooling system,”
Bot then proceeds to explode.
Everyone on Brightest Lights stops bouncing their balls. Everyone looks in shock but Lightbulb immediately runs to the recovery machine and inputs Bot.
Then out pops Bot.
Who looks out with a thousand yard stare. Then turns around and runs to Rosey. Of course Rosey notices this but not quick enough which allows Bot starts to rip her to shreds.
“Oh? Are we murdering someone?” Pillow asks and then runs to the sight of the murder.
“Does she always know when murders are happening?” Basketball asks.
“Do you always have a snide comment for everything?” Chainsaw asks.
Basketball gives him a confused look.
“Do you have a problem or something?” Basketball asks.
“No problems,” Chainsaw says, Basketball gives him a skeptical look but then goes back to bouncing his ball. Until Chainsaw adds. “Besides how little you care for anyone besides that stupid plant girl,”
“My bad for spending time with someone else,” Basketball says. “I don’t even spend time with you that much, I spend it with Slipper,”
“Trading out one girl for another, real great! I bet you feel like a real player!” Chainsaw says back right in Basketball’s face.
As the two keep arguing as Pillow goes over and starts stabbing Rosey. Slowly she and Bot manage to tear Rosey apart and Rosey can’t concentrate enough to stop them. She dies, but the two keep going until they know she’s dead.
“Pleasure doing business with you,” Bot says to Pillow.
“This really helped with my research!” Pillow says then walks off.
“None of you recover her,” Bot says to the rest of Rosey’s team. Bot then walks away and Rosey’s team remains silent.
“…Maybe that’s a good idea,” Kit says. “When is this challenge going to end?”
Kit herself takes with her ball that she’s still bouncing to Daddy Long Legs.
“When’s this challenge going to end?” Kit says overdramatically acting like she’s going to die from bouncing balls too much.
“How about… right now?” Daddy Long Legs asks.
“…Works for me,” Kit says.
“Okay, now is the end… the end of the challenge…” Daddy Long Legs says, everyone stops bouncing.
Then they wait.
“I swear to God… who won?” Bryce yells.
“Oh… Right…” Daddy Long Legs says. “Girl Power (With Some Boys) bounced the most, congra…tu…lations,”
Girl Power (With Some Boys) cheers.
“Who lost?” Moonstone asks.
“That would be… Nice… Nice Time…. Again and Evil… Mil-Milk Contain-or. They bounced the least meaning they are up… up for elim-elim-elimination,” Daddy Long Legs says. “So sorry,”
“This is worst then the time I was fried alive by the gloobman,” Cane’s Cup says.
Everyone stops and looks at him confused.
“…Are we going… are we going to get a cutaway or something?” Cattail asks.
“This has to be perfect,” Taco says as she walks around Fern, who’s holding a violin.
“I cannot play for forty minutes straight,” Fern says. “I only learned it in the first place because my parents forced me too, I only started practicing again because you said you needed it,”
“I do need it,” Taco says. “If this date is anything less than perfect she will… something will happen and it won’t be good,”
“Nothing’s going to happen,” Fern says.
Taco walks off in a huff and goes into the kitchen where Cattail is preparing food.
“How’s the food?” Taco asks with a worried expression.
“Great!” Cattail says. “Want to taste the sauce?"
“Might as well,” Taco says, Cattail gets a spoon and scoops some sauce and the gives it to Taco who eats it.
Taco pauses for a moment, her face goes through many emotions. Finally she gets through it and gives Cattail a positive look.
“That’s great, really great,” Taco says. “…Fern!” She calls and runs back out.
“I can’t believe she likes our food,” Cattail says.
“My parents were chefs,” Basketball says.
“Really?” Cattail asks.
“Guys where do I put this two tun bucket of whip cream?” Cane’s Cup asks, coming in carrying a two tun bucket of whip cream. Along with some help from Sketchpad.
“…Is that what you two have been doing the entire time?” Basketball asks.
“We never needed whip cream,” Cattail says.
“…Are you serious?” Sketchpad asks. “We carried this through three miles, two hills, through fifteen people, then through the capital and then got here after a magical awesome cool over 7,000 word adventure,” Sketchpad says with an annoyed look on his face.
“Who told you guys to get it?” Cattail asks.
“You did?” Sketchpad says. “That’s what Cane’s Cup said,”
“I thought you said Taco wanted it,” Cane’s Cup says.
“…Dang it!” Sketchpad says and throws the bucket to the ground.
“Be careful with that,” Cane’s Cup says and puts his side down gently.
“No!” Sketchpad says. “Apparently I’m useless!” Sketchpad says and storms out of the kitchen.
Everyone stands in silence for a moment.
“…When do we have to take the pie out of the oven?” Basketball asks.
“About five minutes,” Cattail says.
Sketchpad storms off and walks past the room that Taco is trying to get Fern to play right.
“You know what? I have to tell Leafy about a time to meet. That will give you enough rest and then we can resume,” Taco says and walks away from Fern.
“It will not!” Fern yells then sighs. He puts the violin down then lays on the floor.
Taco walks out and sees Sketchpad walk away from the kitchen.
“What are you doing?” Taco asks.
“Being useless somewhere else,” Sketchpad says and keeps walking away.
Taco sighs.
“I have other things to worry about,” Taco says to herself and walks up to Leafy’s room.
She goes to her and Leafy’s shared room and knocks.
“Love, are you decent?” Taco asks.
Leafy opens the door.
“I’m always de… decent,” Leafy says.
“You keep failing to know what I mean by that. Now is not the time for that however. If you will, when the sun starts to fall, which will begin around 5:00pm, come back here and we will do something together,” Taco says.
“Really? Something?” Leafy asks.
“Absolutely,” Taco says.
“Wow! Sounds great Taco, see you then!” Leafy says.
“Of course,” Taco says and walks back down the stairs.
“Taco is such a nice girlfriend,” Leafy says as she goes back into their room. “I should give her a gift! But what… I know! We’ve never done a date before, we should do that,”
Leafy immediately opens her door back up and runs over to her neighbor's: Spellbook's door and knocks on it.
“Hello?” Spellbook asks. “Leafy! How can I help you old buddy old friend?” Spellbook says as happy as can be.
“I need to plan a date with Taco!” Leafy says happily.
Immediately Spellbook’s expression drops to a frown.
“Oh,” Spellbook says.
“You gotta help me plan it!” Leafy says.
“That does sound like fun,” Spellbook says. “I do also love to help, so of course I’ll help! Even if I didn’t find it fun, I would still help, I would help anyone!”
“I knew I could count on you! But I feel as if we need someone else to round us out,” Leafy says. “Someone a bit more objective,”
“I can be objective!” Spellbook says.
“Trust me, she’s great!” Leafy says. “Follow me,” Leafy walks up the stairs.
Spellbook follows her all the way up to their destination, the fourth floor. Leafy walks over to the first room and knocks on the door.
“Hello?” Fish Taco answers the door.
“Taco!” Leafy says. “You're a taco right?”
“…I think so,” Fish Taco says.
“Great! You know what tacos like then! You can help me plan this date I want to make for Taco,” Leafy says.
“Aw, that’s nice, I would love to help,” Fish Taco says.
“The dream team is set,” Leafy says. “Now we have to plan,”
Leafy walks off followed by Spellbook and Fish Taco.
“First we have to collect data!” Leafy says and knocks on a door.
“Who’s door is this?” Fish Taco asks.
“Hello? Oh hey!” Lightbulb says as she opens the door.
“How do you four go on dates?” Leafy asks.
“Huh?” Test Tube says inside the room.
“I don’t think we’ve ever gone on a date…” Lightbulb says.
“Becuase we’re not dating!” Paintbrush says.
“Oh,” Leafy says. “My bad!” Leafy then runs away to another room nearby and knocks.
“What do you- Oh hey Leafy,” Broomer says.
“Hi Broomer! How do you do a date?” Leafy asks.
Broomer pauses for a moment.
“Babe!” He calls into the room. “What did we do for our last date?”
“I think we went to a party?” Chalky says.
“Raiding Chocolate Bar’s house doesn’t count as a date!” Broomer says.
“Then I have no idea,” Chalky says.
“…Sorry,” Broomer says, turning back to Leafy and the others. “Bad memory. Maybe you could ask someone else?”
“We already asked your child,” Fish Taco says.
“They’re not our child,” Broomer says.
“Really?” Spellbook asks. “You guys look-”
“Don’t want to hear it. Do you have any date ideas in mind?” Broomer asks.
“A picnic!” Leafy says.
“Sounds good, better than anything I can give you,” Broomer says. “Good luck,”
“Thanks Broomer!” Leafy says as he closes the door. “A picnic it is then! We’ll just have to go with our gut!”
“We could ask other people,” Fish Taco says.
“Not enough time we have to be ready-
By Five O’clock sharp,” Taco says.
“Should be ready by then,” Cattail says.
“Thank you,” Taco says. “I thought Fern would be the easy one but you two seem to be the opposite of what I expected,"
“Be easy on him,” Cattail says. “I’ve never seen him play the violin before and I’ve known him for… forever,”
“No matter. Maybe I can only have him play at the beginning and end, have him fade away? …Lots to think about,” Taco says and walks out of the kitchen once more.
“I think we’re almost ready to take out the pie,” Basketball says.
“Do you think Taco is doing alright?” Cattail asks.
“…Uhhhhh, I have zero clue,” Basketball says. “Anyway, we got the soup, the spaghetti and the chicken to still do… I think Cane’s Cup is trying to do the desserts,”
“Does he know how to do the desserts?” Cattail asks.
“Come on, come on,” Cane’s Cup says, trying to get chocolate syrup out of a container. Only for it to splat out and into his face.
“We can fix any mistake he makes,” Basketball says.
“That’s fine… yeah… okay… the spaghetti will take the longest so let’s do that first,” Cattail says, Basketball nods.
Taco walks back to Fern.
“We have come to an understanding, how about at the beginning and the end. Five minutes,” Taco says.
“Now you're lowballing me, but I’ll take it,” Fern says. “Still need to learn this piece,”
“It shouldn’t be that hard,” Taco says.
“You try it,” Fern says.
“You know what? I will,” Taco says.
She begins to play and it takes a moment for her to get the hang of it but eventually she starts to get better and while she harmonizes well, she fails to actually play the piece at all.
“…Wow,” Fern says. “How… I mean you didn’t play the piece…”
“Make it sound like that then,” Taco says with a smirk. “I still have to set the table,”
Fern says nothing but continues to practice.
“Wow, this is beautiful!” Leafy says.
“It took forever to get up here though,” Fish Taco says. “I think Spellbook is dying,”
“Help me,” Spellbook says while she tries to catch her breath and to stand up.
“But it has to be the best,” Leafy says. “I bet this hike with be worth it,”
“I need oxygen!” Spellbook yells.
“Will she even enjoy the hike up?” Fish Taco asks.
“Even if she starts to get tired, I’ll carry her! It’ll be so romantic,” Leafy says.
“But you’ll also have to carry up everything else,” Fish Taco says.
“…I can take trips, it only took… about… five minutes?” Leafy asks.
“Twenty,” Fish Taco says.
“We’re running out of time,” Leafy says. “What should I bring on a picnic?”
“Sandwiches?” Fish Taco says.
Spellbook lays on the ground motionless.
“Do you think we should help her?” Fish Taco asks.
“Ovexserted herself to death, truly a great friend,” Leafy says.
Spellbook suddenly inhales.
“I SAW THE AFTERLIFE AND IT WAS BLUE!” Spellbook screams.
“Oh yay, you’re awake! What should I bring to the picnic?” Leafy asks.
Spellbook pauses then thinks for a moment.
“Chips?” Spellbook suggests.
“That’s good as well. Chips, Sandwiches, Taco would probably like tea. What about dessert?” Leafy asks.
“…Pie?” Fish Taco says.
“Strawberry Cake?” Spellbook says.
“How about some cupcakes?” Leafy says. “I think Taco likes vanilla… maybe I’ll ask her that. Maybe bring some waters…” Leafy then starts thinking to herself.
“I think she’s in her own head now,” Fish Taco says.
“At least I get some rest now…” Spellbook says and sits down.
“I got it!” Leafy says then runs away.
“Oh no…” Spellbook says.
Fish Taco shrugs at Spellbook and runs down with the hill with Leafy. Spellbook groans and slowly gets up. Leafy runs all the way down the hill and back to the hotel, while Fish Taco follows her easily. While Spellbook isn’t even half way down the hill.
“At least downhill is easier?” Spellbook says out loud.
Leafy gets back to her room and writes down a list. Then as soon as she’s done she gives it to Fish Taco.
“What’s this for?” Fish Taco asks.
“I want to prepare, can you cook?” Leafy asks.
“I can get stuff… don’t you want to do this later?” Fish Taco asks.
“The thing with Taco will probably only take a minute or two and even if it doesn’t we can call it off. I want to be prepared. Plus if we get it right, we can watch the sun set!” Leafy says. “It’ll be so pretty!”
“Wow… you really thought this through,” Fish Taco says.
“Of course I did, that's what happens when you think for only five seconds… wait a minute, where's Spelly?” Leafy asks.
“I think she’s still struggling down the hill,” Fish Taco says,
“WHY MUST I BE FORSAKENED?” Spellbook yells still in the middle of the hill yelling out into nature.
“Well whenever she gets back tell her to get a picnic blanket and basket and to help you with the food if she has time,” Leafy says. “I have to prepare for whatever Taco wants to do and our date,”
“Alrighty, I’ll go and see what I can do,” Fish Taco says.
Leafy smile somehow gets bigger and then she closes the door. Fish Taco walks away and down to the lobby,
“…NEED…OXYGEN…” Spellbook says as she claws to the ground and tries to propel herself forward in this lobby.
“What is this?” OJ asks, motioning to everything about Spellbook.
“Oh cool you're here,” Fish Taco says and goes up to Spellbook. “Leafy says you need to go get her a picnic blanket and basket and once you're done with that help me with the food,” Fish Taco then leaves to go to the kitchen.
Spellbook pauses then looks at OJ.
“My bad,” OJ says.
Spellbook manages to get up and go to the kitchen.
“It smells good, what are you making?” Fish Taco asks as she enters the kitchen.
“A bunch of stuff. Chicken, pie, spaghetti and Cane’s Cup is making a bunch of other stuff,” Cattail says.
“I think I broke the chocolate bar,” Cane’s Cup says, now covered in chocolate from head to toe.
“How did that much get on you from a chocolate bar?” Basketball asks.
Cane’s Cup shrugs then starts licking his arm. Then his other arm, then his leg. Then he trips and falls onto the floor, where he licks his other leg as everyone watches.
“Who’s it for?” Fish Taco asks.
Cattail and Basketball pause.
“…I think we’re supposed to keep that a secret?” Cattail says.
“Better safe than sorry,” Basketball says.
“Ah, well when it’s going to be done?” Fish Taco asks.
“In about… one minute from now,” Cattail says.
The three stand around for a moment.
“A minute from now!” Cattail says and immediately starts running around trying to get ready to take everything out.
Taco prepares herself.
“To be safe, start playing a minute early, if I don’t come down in five minutes, send a rescue team,” Taco says and runs out.
“Suprised she wouldn’t make me play until she come down,” Fern says to himself as he readies himself to play.
Taco runs out and goes into the lobby where she sees OJ smiling at her.
“What?” She asks.
“Maybe it’s just me. It’s weird to see you this happy,” OJ says.
“Suprised me too,” Taco says.
“She’s really good for you,” OJ says.
“I already knew that,” Taco says. “I’m just trying to be good for her,”
Taco begins to walk away.
“It seems you already are,” OJ says under his breath.
Taco walks up the stairs and to her and Leafy’s room and knocks on the door. She smiles as it opens, revealing Leafy.
“Taco!” Leafy says happily with a big smile. Taco's smile somehow gets even wider, while also getting more relaxed.
“Leafy, love, how are you darling?” Taco asks, still a bit nervous.
“Never better,” Leafy says. “What’s that thing you wanted to do?”
“…Yes! Come with me,” Taco says and holds her hand out. Leafy happily takes it.
The two walk down the hall.
“Soooooo, What is it?” Leafy asks.
“You’ll have to wait and see,” Taco says. “How about instead you tell me about your day?”
“I went up a giant hill, with a great view and I got to hang out with Spellbook and Taco… the other Taco,” Leafy says.
“That sounds wonderful,” Taco says, the two then go down the stairs and through the lobby. OJ gives Taco a thumbs up.
Leafy doesn’t notice it but Taco does. She gives him a smile.The two round the corner and find a dining area. Where Fern is playing music, the table is set and it already has food on it. Taco smiles, Leafy looks surprised and awestruck at the scene.
“Our first date,” Taco says. She leads Leafy to her chair and pulls it out for her. Leafy sits down and Taco pushes her in.
Taco walks to the other side and sits down. Leafy looks at all the food.
“All for you, my love,” Taco says.
Leafy, still awestruck, looks at Taco, who herself looks lovestruck.
“Wow,” Leafy says, her first words in a while. She starts filling up her plate. Taco follows her.
The two begin to eat as Fern slowly stops playing. Then exits the room quietly and goes into the kitchen.
“How did you mess that up?" Cattail asks Cane’s Cup as Fern sees a half frozen half burnt cake.
“I dunno, I thought that’s how it was supposed to look,” Cane’s Cup says with a shrug, Cattail facepalms with her tail.
Basketball walks away before he hurts someone. Fern takes his place, looking concerned at… everything.
“Fern!” Cattail says.
“Hey. Good news, everything is going well for them… I assume this is the bad news,” Fern says.
“Most of it is salvageable but this? I don’t even know where to start,” Cattail says.
“Well since we have three competent people now. I think we can remake it. How good are you with Chocolate Coverings Fern?” Basketball asks.
“I have no idea how to do it. But also I’ll eventually have to go back out there to play again,” Fern says. “Plus I need rest, I barely got through that and it’s supposed to be a beginner piece,”
“…Crap,” Basketball says. “Isn’t there anyone else who could help us?”
“Hey guys. I forgot to grab-” Fish Taco says as she walks in. “What?”
“Fish Taco, your friends with Leafy right?” Basketball asks.
“Yes?” Fish Taco says.
“She’s on a date prepared by Taco right now. We need to get a cake out and we need three people. Fern can’t do it because they need to play, Cane’s Cup can’t do it because… I mean look at what he did to the cake,” Basketball says and let’s Fish Taco look at the cake. “We need you to help us, if not do us, for Leafy,”
“…Oh,” Fish Taco says. “I’m actually currently planning a date for Leafy,”
“You're going on a date with Leafy?” Cane’s Cup asks.
“That’s not even close to what she said,” Basketball says.
“That’s why I’ve been in here,” Fish Taco says. “I’ve been trying to prepare. She said that the thing with Taco would only take a minute,”
“Wait but if you're here, and Taco’s there…” Cane’s Cup says and begins to think and then keeps thinking.
“Ignore him,” Basketball says. “Right now we need you to help us,”
“Okay…” Fish Taco says. “I guess I can help, what do you need me to do?”
Unaware of the mess, Taco and Leafy remain happy as can be as they eat.
“How did you even do this?” Leafy asks.
“Lots of help, thank Cattail when you can,” Taco says. “Right now. Just enjoy,”
“This is so thoughtful of you Taco,” Leafy says. “How did I ever get a girlfriend like you?”
“I try my best. I’m not as good as you,” Taco says.
Meanwhile right outside. Microphone is hearing this and is looking like she’s about to explode. Missing Dog Poster right next to her is trying to drag her away.
To which OJ notices and helps Missing Dog Poster drags her away.
While Taco and Leafy remain oblivious.
All while Spellbook walks down the stairs. Carrying a picnic basket and a blanket.
“How nice of Cabby to give me these to help Leafy! I should do something nice for her,” Spellbook says.
Eventually she and OJ, Microphone and Missing Dog Poster accidentally meet on the stairs. They begin to walk down the hall together. Seeing an opportunity to potentially calm Microphone down or at least distract her, OJ turns to Spellbook.
“What do you have there Spellbook?” OJ asks, Spellbook smiles.
“It’s a picnic basket and a blanket!” Spellbook says.
“Oh wow, that sounds fun, what are you going to do with it?” OJ asks.
“It isn’t for me,” Spellbook says.
“Who’s it for then?” OJ asks.
“I’m helping out Leafy so she can take Taco on a picnic date!” Spellbook says happily. OJ instantly regrets saying anything.
Microphone stops and turns around and looks at Spellbook, who is too afraid to back away. Microphone takes the blanket and rips it, then smashes the basket. Then walks away. Missing Dog Poster immediately runs after her. While OJ looks back for a moment and then follows the two, leaving Spellbook alone.
“…How am I going to explain this to Cabby?” She asks through tears.
Sketchpad walks down the stairs. Somehow still mad, sees the scene of Spellbook before him then runs down to avoid it. He goes to the lobby and looks around. Seeing nobody, he sighs and goes into the kitchen.
“WHERE’S THE FLOWER?”
“Why are there so many eggs?”
“Why did you get another two pound whip cream container?"
“THERE’S NO BUTTER!”
Cane’s Cup sees Sketchpad and walks over to him.
“Can you get us some… uh… what was it again?” Cane’s Cup asks, only for a spatula to be thrown at him. “Butter, it was butter,”
“I won’t let you down!” Sketchpad says and runs out of the room.
“We have to bring out the second course,” Cattail says. They look at the dishes, very much unprepared.
“I got this,” Cane’s Cup says and then trips on nothing and hits his head and out leaks a liquid of some kind.
“Did he just die?” Fish Taco asks.
“No time,” Basketball says. “Help us, your the only one with arms,”
“I don’t see why that’s such a big deal to you,” Cattail says.
While they try to get the dishes prepared. Taco and Leafy finish up their meal.
“This had been such a nice meal,” Leafy says. “Thank you Taco,”
“That’s not it yet,” Taco says. “There should be a second course coming soon,”
“Wow, a second course? Two courses? Taco, you spoil me,” Leafy says.
“Only the best for you, Love,” Taco says. The two sit in silence for a moment. “Let me check on them, I bet they’ve been working very hard. Can’t rush perfection, of course,”
Leafy nods in agreement as Taco walks over to the kitchen and out of the dining area. Then opens the doors. Seeing Cane’s Cup on the ground, presumably dead and everyone else rushing to plate the food.
“I have no idea what a ‘garnish’ even is dude,” Fish Taco says.
“Just put the basil on,” Basketball says.
“I’ll take out the spaghetti,” Cattail says and grabs the two bowls but stops in her tracks when she sees Taco.
“…Give me a moment,” Taco says and rushes back to her place.
“We just avoided a disaster,” Cattail says.
“Lucky us, we still need to put forks with the bowls,” Basketball says. Cattail puts the bowls down, then Basketball puts on the forks and then Cattail runs to the dining room.
“They’ll be here any second,” Taco says walking back out to Leafy.
“Oh boy, I can’t wait!” Leafy says. Taco can’t help but smile at her positive attitude.
Cattail walks in after a second and sets down the spaghetti.
“Here you go, sorry for the wait,” Cattail says with a smile.
“It’s quite alright Cattail, I trust your cooking competence,” Taco says.
“Thank you Cattail!” Leafy says.
“Of course!” Cattail says and then leaves. As soon as she’s out of view of Leafy she begins to run.
Taco notices but doesn’t say anything.
“I don’t think I’ve had this before,” Leafy says.
“Spaghetti?” Taco asks.
“…Never heard of it,” Leafy says.
“I bet you’ll love it,” Taco says.
The rest of the dishes are gradually brought out. As Leafy happily consumes them all. Of course Basketball or Cattail always runs back as soon as they’re out of Leafy’s sight. Taco tries not to worry too much however her mind wanders a bit. Unfortunately she isn’t far off.
After they’re done with their second course, dessert isn’t ready yet. After a moment Taco begins to become worried.
“How about I take your plate for you?” Taco asks. “I bet the cooks will appreciate us helping them with dishes,”
“Are you sure? I can take it myself,” Leafy says.
“Tonight, you don’t have to worry about doing anything,” Taco says, kisses Leafy on the forehead which Leafy smiles at. Then takes their dishes to the kitchen.
Taco busts into the kitchen and gently but quickly puts the dishes in the sink. Then turns to the cooks.
“Where is the dessert?” Taco asks, as calmly as she can muster.
“…We have most of it ready,” Cattail says. “But the cake…”
“If most of it is ready, that’s fine by me,” Taco says. “Just get it out there,”
Sketchpad then busts into the room.
“Guys I got the butter!” Sketchpad says.
“We can make the cake,” Cattail says.
“Very good,” Taco says, looking a bit more calm. “I will be awaiting it then,”
Taco walks out and goes back to Leafy.
“Are they okay in there?” Leafy asks.
“What did I say about worrying, Love?” Taco asks. “They are more than good, they are great,”
“How long does it take to make a cake?” Fish Taco asks back in the kitchen. Trying to read the instructions.
“Thirty minutes at least?” Cattail asks.
“Why don’t we just turn the dial up?” Sketchpad asks.
“WAIT NO SKETCHPAD DON’T DO THAT!” Basketball says.
“What do you mean-” Sketchpad begins to asks then a flame comes out of the oven.
Basketball pauses Sketchpad away and turns down the dial.
“At least we avoided that,” Basketball says. “Cattail, let’s carry these out,”
Basketball and Cattail leave while Sketchpad frowns.
“A flame came out, so what?” Sketchpad asks, gets back on the oven and turns the dial but a bit less this time.
“I don’t think you should do that…” Fish Taco says.
“What’s the worst that can happen?” Sketchpad says.
Cattail and Basketball come back at that exact moment.
“I told you not to-” Basketball begins to say.
Flames begin to pour out. Sketchpad trips and that makes the dial go even higher than the first time as he splats onto the ground. Basketball runs to the dial and tries to turn it off but flames block him as he jumps back in fear.
Cattail gets the fire extinguisher. Then tries to use it but it doesn’t output the normal fluid. Instead it outputs whip cream.
“What the-” Cattail says.
“Oh hey guys,” Cane’s Cup says. “I wasn’t actually dead I was resting, also I was the one who put the whip cream we had left over into the fire extinguisher,”
“Don’t worry guys I got a bucket of water!” Fish Taco says.
“WAIT NO DON’T DO THAT IT’S A GREASE-” Basketball says.
Taco can hear a sound from the kitchen. Leafy also hears it and turns around.
“What was that?” Leafy says her voice laced with concern.
“I’ll go check it out,” Taco says. “Keep enjoying dessert,”
Taco walks but then runs as soon as she’s out of Leafy’s sight and immediately runs to the kitchen.
She gets into the room to see Basketball and Sketchpad on the floor, Fish Taco looking confused at a bucket. Cattail confused at a fire extinguisher dispensing only whip cream and Cane’s Cup happily waving at her.
“What is going on in here?” OJ says, arriving in record time.
“Where did you come from?” Taco asks.
“My brain is a built in alarm system for when anything goes wrong in a hotel,” OJ says. “Now, answer my question,”
“I just got here. Last time it was perfectly normal,” Taco says.
OJ sighs.
“Let me help,” He says he gets a fire extinguisher out from the hall. Which extinguishes the fire. He turns the dial down and takes the bucket away from Fish Taco.
“Thank you,” Taco says.
“I’m still wondering how this happened,” OJ says.
“Sketchpad set the dial off, Cane’s Cup filled this fire extinguisher with whip cream and Fish Taco poured water on the fire,” Cattail says.
“…Two of you don’t even live in this hotel, how are you managing to cause more chaos than most of my tenants?” OJ asks.
Just then OJ can hear Bowling Ball falling down the stairs and the sound of glass shattering. He grimaces.
“Enjoy the rest of your date Taco,” OJ says.
“…Thank you,” Taco says with a smile which causes OJ to smile even if for only a second. “Clean this up, we’re done cooking… also where’s Fern? Go get him, we’re rapping this up,”
“A bit of a mishap in the kitchen but it’s all good now,” Taco says.
The two slowly finish their dinner.
“Taco,” Leafy says.
“Yes?” Taco asks.
“Thanks. This was the best date ever. I mean it’s the only date I’ve ever been on but I assume it’s probably one the bed anyone has ever gotten,” Leafy says.
Taco smiles.
“I wouldn’t have done it if it wasn’t for you,” Taco says.
The two manage to finish their dinner and Taco and Leafy say goodbye, at least until they see each other in their shared room later. As Taco goes to the kitchen and Leafy goes to their bedroom. Leafy doesn’t even question what happened to the rest of their dessert. Taco then takes the plates and washes them.
“Want some help?” Cattail asks.
“…Yes,” Taco says.
The two wash the dishes in silence. Once they’re finished Taco looks to leave.
“I just wanted to say-” Cattail says. Taco approaches her.
“You did great, not the best, but great,” Taco says. “I don’t think Leafy even realized anything was wrong. That’s the best I could give her. You did more than enough. But I do have one question,” Taco says with a serious expression.
Cattail nods to hear it.
“Where is Fern?” Taco asks, looking angry.
Leafy happily goes back to her room, giggling and smiling all the way back. Happily going to back her room and shutting the door as she happily recounts the date and how her’s will be hopefully half as good.
Which Microphone hears through the walls due Leafy’s loud personality, voice and excitement. She starts to cry.
A few days later, after Leafy can acquire another blanket and a picnic basket. As Spellbook said she couldn’t find one. She and Taco make their trek up the hill. It takes a bit of a climb so much so that Leafy does get to carry Taco for a bit. Not for too long however. Eventually after about twenty minutes, they get to the top of the mountain. Taco looks enthralled with the view with Leafy celebrating in her head about the success. After they admire the view, Leafy and Taco lay the blanket and the basket and themselves down. They eat what little they have: sandwiches and chips as well as drink tea. Then for dessert they have strawberry shortcake.
“You have something on your face,” Taco says. Then quickly wipes Leafy’s face of the small amount of whip cream on it.
Leafy blushes, then Taco blushes then the two go back to eating their dessert.
“I’m surprised how tasty this is for a premade meal,” Taco says at the dessert while looking pleasantly surprised.
“Well I made it with love!” Leafy says. Taco can’t help but smile at that.
After that they put it all back into the basket and watch as the sun sets. A beautiful display of yellow, orange, red and even some purple. Taco sees how different her sun is compared to Leafy’s sun.
“I’m glad I picked this spot,” Leafy says.
“Yes…” Taco says, then looks at Leafy. Who’s looking at the sun, then Taco looks back to the sun.
“It’s so beautiful!” Leafy exclaims and Taco can’t help but smile at her.
At the end the sun sets. It’s dark but the stars are out. They spend an extra few minutes star gazing… more like thirty minutes but at some point nobody can count the minutes but them and they don’t want to count. Eventually they pack up and make the trek home, hand in hand.
“…I think I enjoyed this date more,” Taco admits. Which makes Leafy smile brighter than any sun can.
“…Are you serious?” Bronze asks as The Big Lover floats aimlessly behind him. “I don’t think he cares all that much,”
“Guys, stop talking. Let's start the interview,” Gold Ingot says.
“Can she even interview?” Bronze asks, Gold Ingot looks at him, then looks at The Big Lover, still hanging there.
“Name?” Gold Ingot asks after a moment.
“The Big Lover, according to the BFMI wiki that is my name. Articles on the BFMI wiki are-” The Big Lover begins to say.
“None of that. Home dimension,” Gold Ingot says.
“Was that in the form of a question or a demand?” The Big Lover asks.
“Whatever one makes you answer it,” Gold Ingot says.
“My dimension is my dimension! It is a good dimension because-” The Big Lover begins to say with a wide smile.
“No like the code,” Gold Ingot says, The Big Lover gives him a blank look and a dropped smile. “Like on your ID,” Gold Ingot explains.
The Big Lover just gives him a stare.
“The ID that we all got… mine says YAS-216. What does yours say?” Gold Ingot asks.
“…I don’t know what you're talking about,” The Big Lover says.
“You have to… I bet there’s something for this,” Gold Ingot says. He begins to rummage around in his files.
“Only the sixth host and we’re already stuck.
On the most basic interviews,” Bronze says.
“Bronze! It’ll be okay, Mr. Lover. We’ll make sure everything ends up a-okay!” Silver says.
“I sure hope so,” The Big Lover says with a big frown.
“Wow, that tone is new,” Bronze says.
“Nothing in here,” Gold Ingot says. “Alright… are you sure you don’t have an ID?”
“I do not,” The Big Lover says now back to his normal self.
“Alright. I can’t call anyone… oh wait give me a second,” Gold Ingot says and inputs a number: 5427-51872-128965 into his phone.
Everyone watches as the phone rings and eventually picks up.
“Hey Announcer," Gold Ingot says. “Nothing’s wrong… yet. Just asking, what if someone doesn’t have an ID? Okay… yeah… no… that’s none of your business… that’s definitely none of your business… why are you asking people that? No, I don’t want to hear your… thank you. Alright. Okay. No I won’t say it back,”
Gold Ingot hangs up the phone.
“No ID,” Gold Ingot says and writes down. “What’s the name of your show?”
“Battle for Money Island,” The Big Lover says.
“What are your most prevalent traits?” Gold Ingot asks.
“Loving!”
“Greatest Strength?”
“Loving!”
“Greatest Weeknesses,”
“Not having an ID,”
“…Fair enough. What was your challenge?” Gold Ingot asks.
“To look at a Cashew!” The Big Lover says.
“What?” Gold Ingot asks.
“No way,” Bronze says trying to stifle a laugh.
“To look at a Cashew!” The Big Lover says.
“I think I’ll ignore that to spare all our sanities,” Gold Ingot says. “Did you notice anything while hosting?”
“Everyone was so mean!” The Big Lover says.
“Welcome to the club,” Bronze says. Gold Ingot gives him an annoyed look but then immediately goes back.
“What do you plan to do with your free time?” Gold Ingot asks.
“Share myself across the world!” The Big Lover says.
“Contact Information,” Gold Ingot says.
“You can summon me by calling my name three times and making a rhombus with candles and candle wax on it, none of it lit,” The Big Lover says.
“…I’ll keep that in mind,” Gold Ingot says. “Do you have any questions or comments?”
“What is love?” The Big Lover asks.
Everyone stops and looks at each other.
“Matter of opinion,” Bronze says.
“That answer sucked,” The Big Lover says and flies towards the door with a frown. He opens the door aggressively and slams it shut.
Everyone looks at the door in silence.
“How did you manage to peeve the guy made to represent love?” Silver asks.
“Maybe he isn’t?” Bronze says with a shrug. “Either way… wait do you guys hear that?”
The three of them outside to see The Big Lover punching trees and occasionally screaming presumably from anger. Silver and Gold Ingot look at Bronze.
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“Do you have to leave?” Suitcase asks.
“Yeah, they’re making me do this job,” Gold Ingot. “I have to-”
“When’s the new host coming?” Spraypaint asks.
“…Can’t you see I’m talking to-” Gold Ingot begins to say.
“Don’t care. When’s the new host coming?” Spraypaint asks.
Gold Ingot frowns then turns back to Suitcase.
“Anyway I have to-”
“Who’s the new host Gold Ingot?” Spraypaint asks. “We gotta know,” she says in a deadpanned voice.
“SHUT UP!” Gold Ingot yells. “Anyway they have me the job where I have to interview-”
“Everyone already know you interview hosts, tell us something we don’t know. Like who the new host is going to be,” Spraypaint says.
“Suitcase,” Gold Ingot says as he turns back to Suitcase.
“Do it,” Suitcase says.
Gold Ingot takes Suitcase by the handle and slams her into Spraypaint, sending her flying. Gold Ingot then gently puts Suitcase down after the home run.
“…Ow,” Suitcase says after she’s put down.
“Sorry,” Gold Ingot says.
“No, she deserved it,” Suitcase says. “It was worth it… mostly,”
“Mostly?” Gold Ingot says, Suitcase look at him as his smile makes her cracks into a laugh. Gold Ingot laughs as well after she starts laughing.
The two continue to laugh for a moment. The Gold Ingot stops, then Suitcase stops.
“Don’t worry, I’ll see you around. Once you get eliminated you can come visit me,” Gold Ingot says.
“Where?” Suitcase asks.
“…Right,” Gold Ingot says after a pause. “I think I have a map…”
Gold Ingot pulls a map out of thin air.
It displays a bunch of places. Suitcase even recognizes some of them but keeps quiet about that.
“We’re here,” Gold Ingot points to a place called Goiky. Then moves his finger over to another place called- “This is where I live, here, take a map,”
Gold Ingot hands Suitcase a map. Suitcase opens herself and puts the map in, then shuts herself.
“…How do you do that with so much control?” Gold Ingot says. “Most people I know can barely control their… abilities? Things they can do because of what they are, I guess,”
“Like talents?” Suitcase says.
“I can’t think of a better word… or phrase,” Gold Ingot says.
“Guess not… I assume doing this,” Suitcase opens and closes herself again. “It takes a lot of control especially to master it but I never really had to learn it,” Suitcase says.
“…If you say so. Guess I’ll see you when I see you?” Gold Ingot says.
“Hopefully soon,” Suitcase says.
“Well I hope you get to stay for a while at least,” Gold Ingot says.
“I’ve been trying to lose this whole time,” Suitcase says. “As soon as I can I’m getting eliminated,”
“…Alright. Then… I’ll see you sooner than I thought,” Gold Ingot says.
“Great to hear! Bye Gold Ingot!” Suitcase says and waves goodbye, Gold Ingot waves goodbye as well.
Bronze and Silver follow him as he goes off into the distance until Suitcase can’t see him anymore.
“Wow, that was a sure heartfelt moment,” A floating heart next to Suitcase says.
Suitcase’s eyes go wide as she looks over at the figure and then she screams.
[Intro]
“Hello everyone! I am The Big Lover and I will be your host for today,” The Big Lover says.
“Like I needed another reason to want to end my life,” Suitcase says.
“What’s up with your mouth?” Fern asks.
“I mean, it kinda looks like mine,” Leafy says.
“Love, they look nothing alike,” Taco says.
“Wait, which art style do I have?” Leafy asks.
“You are all so very mean!” The Big Lover says. “So mean, I’m going to do the elimination!”
“…Weren’t you going to do that anyways?” Diary asks.
“No,” The Big Lover says.
After that is a long awkward silence.
“…Are you going to-” Broomer says.
“We got 53,186 votes which is more than last time,” The Big Lover says.
“No it isn’t,” Feather says.
“On Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch, in terms of votes Ring got the most votes with 6,325 votes, then with the second amount of votes Peanut got 4,457 votes in terms of votes. Then Hanger in terms of votes got 3,221 votes which in terms of votes makes her the third most voted for person on this team, then Kit got 1,567 votes from voters which-” The Big Lover rambles on.
Everyone looks at each other in either confusion or boredom as The Big Lover drones on about votes.
“Spraypaint in terms of votes was the fifth most voted by voters and she got 1,129 votes which is a good amount of votes then Rosey got 1,065 votes which in terms of votes makes her the sixth most voted for object on her team which was voted on. Bouquet got 789 votes which in terms of votes was the sixth most voted object which in terms of votes is… oh no! Bottom two! Which means in terms of votes Bowling Ball is the least voted in terms of votes on his team, he got 678 votes, the least amount of votes on his team which was voted because they failed last episode. Bye bye Bowling Ball!” The Big Lover says.
“Aw man…” Bowling Ball says and gets on his knees. “I can’t believe it!”
“I’m going to lay down, this is going to take forever,” Dairy says.
“On the other team Diary only got 521 votes, which means she’s eliminated!” The Big Lover says. “Which makes sense because she’s mean!”
“WHAT?” Diary asks.
“…What about the rest of the votes?” Vase asks.
“Liam 9,001, Amelia 8,756, Bryce 7,236, Charlotte 4,237, Vase 2,110, Moonstone 1,218 and Feather 876,” The Big Lover says at rapid speed, as Diary looks shocked.
“I got out before Suitcase?” Diary yells.
“I’m more upset than you, trust me,” Suitcase says.
“Now please go,” The Big Lover says:
“No!” Diary says.
“…Please,” The Big Lover says.
“Not until you eliminate her!” Diary yells.
“Do you think I want to be here?” Suitcase asks.
“You have forced my hand,” The Big Lover says.
“Oh yeah, what are you going to do?” Diary says. Then immediately drops dead.
Teams:
Nice Time (Again): Leafy, Taco, Cane’s Cup, Spellbook, Microphone, Fern, Cattail, Missing Dog Poster
Eliminated - Eyepatch, Polka Dot, ROCK, Water Bottle, No Way, Rotten Apple, Sketchpad; Chocolate Milk Carton, Diary, Bowling Ball
“Wow! Now that that’s done we should start the challenge!” The Big Lover says.
“What did you do?” Chalky asks, looking at Diary’s rotting corpse.
“The challenge today is to look at this Cashew, whichever teams look at the cashew last will be eliminated! 321 go!” The Big Lover says happily with a large smile.
“Are you serious?” Chainsaw says. The Big Lover just floats there.
Evil Milk Container runs over and all look at the cashew. Limey takes a bit however to join the rest of his team.
“What if we shrunk the cashew?” Limey says, slowly walking over becuase he’s thinking to himself.
“Limey get over here!” Gaty grabs Limey and forces him to look at the Cashew. Then puts him down.
“You know what? That cashew actually looked better normal sized! Thank you for showing me the way Gaty,” Limey says.
“You almost cost us the challenge!” Treasure Chest says.
“Wait a minute, aren’t we safe?” Gaty says in between the two and asks The Big Lover.
“Oh, really? Evil Milk Container is Safe!” The Big Lover says as it shakes its arms in great excitement.
“Most of us have looked at it… besides Chalky,” Broomer says.
“Broomer! Look! I found a Hanger!” Chalky says, holding up Hanger.
“Put her down chalky,” Broomer says.
“Even if he does look we still won’t win,” Bot says.
“Why not?” OJ asks then immediately realizes what he said.
"Lightbulb's still gone,” Paintbrush says in a distraught and deadpanned tone.
“Guess that means I can fool around as much as I want!” Chalky says running around aimlessly.
“No, get over here before something happens to this cashew,” Broomer says.
“This looks like a cool thing to eat,” Cane’s Cup says and takes the cashew and eats it in one bite.
Everyone stops and looks at Cane’s Cup.
“What?” Cane’s Cup asks.
“You just ate the cashew! The thing we’re supposed to be looking at!” Treasure Chest yells at him.
“…I fail to see the big deal of this,” Cane’s Cup says.
“Did you even look at it?” Test Tube asks.
“…I dunno,” Cane’s Cup says with a shrug.
“Always a Nice Timer,” Amelia says.
“That one definitely felt more like an actual insult,” Bryce says.
“That has to be an illegal move,” Ring says. “…Is it… whatever you are?”
“I’m the Big Lover, that's right that’s my name according to the wiki that’s my name. The Big Lover, that’s what-” The Big Lover says.
“That’s enough of that,” Bot says. “What do we do? Wait for him too…” They begin to say as they trail off and gain a disgusted loom.
“I don’t think he does that, at least in his dimension,” Cola Bottle says. “Is there any way we can see it again?”
“Make him throw it up!” Cup says with a wide smile.
“…Come on man,” Broomer says with a disgusted expression.
“He has a point, that might be the only way to get it back out!” Milk says.
“Why don’t we just incinerate him alive and get the cashew from his remains?” Feather asks.
“…Why would you suggest that?” Liam asks.
“We need to get it out of him!” Cola Bottle says. “Cane’s Cup, can you vomit?”
“I actually like the second idea more,” Cane’s Cup says.
Broomer walks over and picks him up. Then hangs him by his feet. Shaking him up and down, around and around.
“Broomer! That’s mean!” Leafy says.
“Do you want to win the challenge or not?” Broomer asks.
Leafy gets on a stool and helps Broomer with trying to make Cane’s Cup vomit. They shake him for a long time but he doesn’t vomit the cashew up.
“Did you know in China I’m called Cup because Cane’s doesn’t exist in China? They call it a western myth,” Cane’s Cup says.
“He keeps just spouting fun facts,” Broomer says. “Mainly about Cane’s,”
“Cane’s sauce is actually 50% horse meat 20% boom boom sauce and 30% mayonnaise mixed with more mayonnaise and then more mayonnaise,” Cane’s Cup says.
“I’m leaving,” Suitcase says.
“Huh, why?” Journal asks.
“Do you really think he’ll throw it up? Now? After-” Suitcase begins to say.
Cane’s Cup throws it up.
“Guys! Cane’s Cup threw it up!” Leafy says, Suitcase looks away with a thousand yard stare. “He did it! Right now! Right after Suitcase said he wouldn’t! That’s right Suitcase I heard you comment and now I’m making a comment on it! Isn’t that fun?” Leafy says.
“Love, stop torturing her,” Taco says walking over then looks down. “…Is that even the Cashew?”
“It is now!” Microphone says and gets Missing Dog Poster to look at it immediately after. The rest of Nice Time runs over to it.
Nice Time looks at it as well as Girl Power and Most of Murder and the names team. Yet there are a few key exceptions.
“Suitcase!” Journal calls.
“Suitcase! Come look at the Cashew!” Cabby says.
“Guys Pillow’s acting weird about the Cashew,” Chainsaw says.
“IT HOLDS ALL KNOWLEDGE!” Pillow yells. “WE MUST WORSHIP IT!”
Suitcase walks at first but then runs away.
“Oh come on!” Chainsaw yells.
“Did we really expect anything else? She’s been talking about how she’s purposely been trying to lose this entire time,” Basketball says.
“That’s called foreshadowing,” Book says. “Which is a literary device where-”
“Shut up,” Basketball says.
Price tag frowns at that and picks up Basketball and launches him.
“Not again!” Basketball yells as he flies into a tree and bounces off of it.
Then bounces off in a multitude of other things but eventually bounces to Chalky, more importantly his eyes.
“Ahhhhh!” Basketball yells as he flies off once more.
“Ow! …Uh, guys, I think I’m blind,” Chalky says, stumbling around, holding his eyes.
“I wish I was blind,” Chrome Gradienty says. “And deaf and everything else,”
“…What’s up with her?” Fan asks.
“I don’t know and I don’t care,” Paintbrush says.
“Babe, how many fingers am I holding up?” Broomer asks Chalky.
“Uh… 72?” Chalky says.
“Either he’s completely normal or the worst he’s ever been,” Broomer says.
“Does it matter? We lose either way,” OJ says with a shrug.
“…Yeah it does. I don’t want him to be blind,” Broomer says. “Would you want your boyfriend to be blind?”
“I didn’t mean it like that!” OJ says.
“Whatever you say,” Broomer says with a shrug.
“Wait, guys,” Fan says, pointing into the forest. “It’s Lightbulb!”
True to his work everyone on Brightest Lights sees the return of their Bright Light. Slowly illuminating the forest and eventually they can not only see her glow but her.
Immediately Paintbrush runs to her. Quickly followed by Test Tube and Fan. The rest of the team follow them as they all huddle around Lightbulb. Even Chrome Gradienty comes up to see her as Paintbrush, Fan and Test Tube hug Lightbulb.
“Hey guys,” Lightbulb manages to get out while being suffocated by their hugs.
“Who is it?” Chalky asks.
“I actually think he’s blind now,” Broomer says. As Chalky wanders around passing a group comprised of Ring, Kit, Spraypaint and Bouquet. The latter three laying on the ground doing absolutely nothing.
“Guys get up!” Ring yells.
“In a minute,” Kit says.
“In five minutes,” Spraypaint says.
“Make me,” Bouquet says.
“We need to win the challenge. I’m pretty sure there’s only three teams left in this and we’re one of the three!" Ring says.
“Is that even true?” Kit asks. “Or at least would the host care? I don’t think she would notice if a nuclear bomb went off,”
Ring looks at The Big Lover and how he simply floats in place, unmoving. With a wide smile and the occasional outburst.
“Wow I sure hope nobody turns evil!” The Big Lover randomly says to assumedly no one in particular.
“As that may be,” Ring says. “Just look at the cashew,”
“…Fine,” Kit says, slowly getting up.
“What do we do about Suitcase?” Journal asks near the other group.
“We can go look for her,” Cabby says, rolling away.
“Yeah!” Book says. “I am a how to find Suitcase guidebook,”
“What about me, what do I do?” Chainsaw asks.
“Stop the other teams!” Price Tag says as they, Book and Cabby go away.
Journal looks around and sees Kit slowly getting up from her place but not looking at the Cashew yet. He begins to smile.
“…I have an idea,” Journal says and runs over to the names team. Who are slowly getting up from their rest.
Journal grabs Kit.
“Huh?” Ring asks.
“No looking at the cashew for you!” Journal says and runs off with Kit.
“Oh No…” Kit says. “Someone save me, or something,”
“I got you Kit!” Spraypaint says and runs after Journal and Kit.
Chainsaw runs up and looks around. Seeing Bouquet he runs up to her and goes to pick her up.
“Not a chance,” She says.
“What are you going to do?” Chainsaw says with a smug look on his face,
“Not let you do that,” Bouquet says, pointing in the direction of Kit, Journal and Spraypaint.
“Yeah right,” Chainsaw says and goes to grabs her.
Only for her to block him hands. Get up, raise him up with her own strength. Then throws him which makes him land on Pillow.
“Oof!” Pillow says with a smile. Then sees Chainsaw on her. “Oh! Team bonding!”
“You think that’ll stop me?” Chainsaw asks, walking back over. Only to get thrown onto Pillow again.
“Oof!” Pillow says.
“Bet you think you're real tough,” Chainsaw says, walking back over. Only to get thrown onto Pillow again.
“Oof!” Pillow says.
Cola Bottle watches as Chainsaw keeps getting beat up and Pillow keeps saying Oof every time.
“Do you think she has emotions?” Taylor asks about Pillow.
“No, he does not,” Cola Bottle says. “Besides anger and being a jerk,”
“…I thought Pillow was a girl?” Taylor asks.
“Oh! Sorry, I thought you were talking about Chainsaw,” Cola Bottle says.
“Why do you hate him so much?” Taylor asks. “Besides him being a jerk,”
“Where would I even start?” Cola Bottle says. “…I guess I could…” Cola Bottle says as her face turns sour.
“Are you okay?” Taylor asks.
“She’s just remembering all the mistakes she made,” Milk says.
Journal runs away with Kit from Spraypaint. Unfortunately it’s very hard to carry an entire person for a long time especially when you're running away from someone else.
“Get over here Journal!” Spraypaint yells get closer and closer.
“Oh come on!” Journal says.
“You're running out of time dude,” Kit says. “I appreciate the ride though,”
“This is so horrible, if only I could find- Suitcase!” Journal yells as he sees out of the corner of his eye, Suitcase.
Suitcase of course runs away. As Journal diverts his course to follow her.
“I think we should do the challenge now,” Paintbrush says.
“I’m surprised it hasn’t ended already,” Test Tube says.
“What's the challenge?” Lightbulb asks.
“To look at that Cashew,” Fan says and points at said Cashew.
“…Really?” Lightbulb asks.
“Yes, really. Ask the host, I have no idea why they would make this a challenge,” Paintbrush says.
“Uh, okay… looked at it!” Lightbulb says.
“That’s everyone then, right?” OJ asks. Broomer thinks then facepalms.
“What?” Fan asks.
“Chalky,” Broomer says. “We forgot about Chalky,”
“Guys? I can’t see you!” Chalky yells. “Hello? Guys?”
“We’re right here,” Broomer says.
“…Huh?” Chalky asks.
“We’re done for,” OJ says, putting his head in his hands. He then raises his head when he starts to hear noises from the forest.
“SUITCASE!” Journal yells as Suitcase gets out of the forest.
“Leave me alone! I’ll get out anyway!” Suitcase yells, as she runs away from Journal, who’s still carrying Kit.
“Get over her Journal!” Spraypaint says, chasing Journal.
“We could do the kill recover trick,” OJ says, Broomer gives him a peeved look.
The caravan of Suitcase, Journal, Kit and Spraypaint bash through the Brightest Lights. As they continue to run.
“Oh hey I see the cashew,” Kit says. “Do you see it Spraypaint?”
“I do!” Spraypaint says.
“Wait a moment!” Journal says.
“So do I!” Bouquet says now standing next to the cashew with a smug look and Chainsaw in the ground. “Guess that’s all of our team!”
“Which means we win the challenge!” Ring says happily, and looks at The Big Lover who is still mindlessly floating around.
Ring walks over and looks at the host, puzzled.
“That means my team’s safe, right?” Ring asks with a confused expression.
“Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch are safe!” The Big Lover says, then goes back to mindlessly floating.
“…Which means those other teams are up for elimination?” Ring asks.
“I guess it does!” The Big Lover says. “Brightest Lights and Murder!!! Are up for elimination! Save one person by voting for them, thank you for watching!”* The Big Lover gives a big wave goodbye.
[This episode contains a lot of headcannons, if you don’t like them, sorry, you might want to skip this episode.]
Happy Pride.
“Fern!” Cattail says, walking into her and Fern’s shared room.
“Yeah?” Fern asks.
“We should do a pride event,” Cattail says.
“…I guess we can do that. No rules, no regulations… have you told anyone else yet?” Fern asks.
“Nope,” Cattail says.
“Lets start telling people then,” Fern says.
They walk around trying to find other people. They decide Paintbrush is a good first candidate, for obvious connections.
“Hey Paintbrush,” Fern says.
“Hey,” Paintbrush says. “You guys need something?”
“We’re doing a pride event, you wanna come?” Cattail asks.
“That sounds like a good idea,” Paintbrush says. “I’ll come, when is it?”
“…Uhhhhh,” Fern says.
“Three days?” Cattail says.
“Three days?” Fern repeats with a shocked expression.
“Sounds good, see you then,” Paintbrush says then walks away.
“…Guess we better start asking people,” Fern says.
“I thought it was a good amount of time,” Cattail says with a nervous look.
The two go around to see and ask about other’s opinions on this.
“Can I make the banner?” Bot asks.
“A pride parade? A bit tacky… I mean I’ll be there but… needs a bit more…” Diary says.
“We’ll be there,” Moonstone confirms.
“Why not a murder parade?” Pillow asks.
“Absolutely! That sounds like a great idea!” Missing Dog Poster says.
“Will it have Yaoi there?” Chrome Gradienty asks.
“I love Pride!” Limey says. “I am very prideful!”
“That sounds like a great idea, let me know how I can help,” Gaty says and walks away.
“That’s about 6 confirmed, two maybes and one no unless there’s murder,” Cattail says.
“I don’t expect too many people,” Fern says. “Imagine if this is the hotspot of every gay object, that would be funny,”
Cattail and Fern laugh, they hear steps walking over to them.
“Hey,” OJ says, walking over. He pauses and leans down and looks at Fern. “Just tell me what you need for the event and I’ll get it for you,”
OJ then walks away. Fern is a bright red.
“…Dude,” Cattail says.
“Did you see how close he was to me?” Fern asks, looking Cattail dead in the eyes.
Over the next few days Cattail and Fern find out a lot. Mostly how this is in fact a center for objects like them. By the second day they’ve got a person for almost everything.
Decorations by Bot, Paintbrush and Spraypaint.
“Stop tearing the paper,” Paintbrush says.
“It’s not my fault it’s so tough!” Spraypaint yells.
Management by OJ and Price Tag, which mostly consists of finding things and getting things.
“…How do you have an entire flag… system? Located entirely in one of your rooms?” OJ asks, flabbergasted.
“I’ve learned to not question it,” Price Tag says.
The additional help by Fan, Bouquet, GPS, Cabby and Taco.
“If you don’t come I’ll kill you,” Bouquet says.
“…That’s the hottest thing you’ve ever said to me,” Bowling Ball says.
Along with additional moral support and sometimes treats and other stuff by people like Leafy and Test Tube along with some others.
“I made a machine that identifies people before they even come out!” Test Tube says.
“That sounds like a horrible idea,” Fern says.
“Try it on me Test Tube!” Fan says.
The device explodes.
“This is moving surprisingly well,” Fern says. “Minus some… things,”
“Maybe we shouldn’t have invited a mad genius,” Cattail says with a bit of a laugh. “We have fifty people who want to come or at least to watch. The only person who flat out said no was Pillow due to lack of murder and the rest are maybes due to either being not here or dead... I don’t think anyone has recovered Water Bottle yet,”
“Maybe we can wait on that,” Fern says. “As fun as it would be to see Diary beat him up again it would put a bit of a damper on everything,”
“Hate to say it but I agree. Which I guess means that our greatest challenges are to explain what it means for anyone who doesn’t have it in their dimension or to explain how it works,” Cattail says.
“I got this data from Taylor and Cola Bottle. BFDI, Animatic Battle, ITFT and Beans Show have little to no sense of it. The only seemingly undetermined is Showvember, which we can’t find Rotten Apple so we might never get an answer for that. Inanimate Insanity has some concepts of it. While the rest of the dimensions know about it without question. Some of them need to know more but most of them seemingly get it, which seems like a more individual issue,” Cattail says.
“How did you get them to do that?” Fern asks.
“Cola Bottle did it on her own accord,” Cattail says. “I told her about it and she did it along with Taylor, I was there, very fun,”
“Well that solves that,” Fern says. “With that we’re on track, well we were but now we don’t have to worry about that. Two days,”
“Two days,” Cattail says. “This has gotten really big in a very short time,”
“Pretty good all things considered,” Fern says. “I honestly thought it might just be the two of us, or maybe four including Taco and Leafy… wait a minute how does…”
“Really weird situation," Cattail says. “They told me it was a whole thing, Leafy mainly didn’t really understand how Pride could be good attribute to have,”
Over the next two days more people come to share their support. While they have to work hard and long everything eventually comes together.
Cattail and Fern walk down to the lobby every one is dressed or marked up. Price Tag is selling stuff which nobody is buying. OJ is trying to make everyone behave themselves and failing miserably. Bot is hanging decorations everywhere possible. Spraypaint is too but is having a harder time, either needing Kit or Paintbrush to help her. While some people aren’t wearing or displaying anything they are simply happy to be there.
“Well we did it,” Fern says half smiling half with a worried look like something is about to break, draped with a pan cape.
“Cool…” Cattail says painted with bi paint on her face. “Guess we should enjoy it,”
“Yeah, come on,” Fern says and takes Cattail by the tail and they run into the crowd.
Everyone is crowded around in the lobby. OJ has a gay pin. Leafy has a pan pin. Missing Dog Poster is completely decked out with Lesbian Pride flags and paints and anything else. While Chrome Gradienty doesn’t have anything and instead is doing what Fan calls “Fujoshing Out”.
A lot more people know about that than there should be. OJ doesn’t know and Paintbrush thankfully stops Fan from explaining it to him in hyper detail.
Some people aren’t a part of the community but instead stand by the side. Ring and Peanut are standing talking to each other.
“I remember some of my employees doing this,” Ring says. “Unfortunately I don’t think my mother really cared about this… so I didn’t… guess it’s another thing I messed up,”
“Well now you know,” Peanut says. “I had no idea this was even a thing until Hanger told me about it randomly,”
“At least I only had to die to figure this out,” Ring jokes, Peanut looks at her surprised. “Did I never tell you that? I’m dead,”
“…Why did nobody recover you?” Peanut asks. Ring’s face drops.
Most people eventually fall into regular conversation. Even Chrome Gradienty which to be fair her overreactiveness is very similar to how she is normally.
“I’m surprised how well this is going,” Paintbrush says.
“Me too,” Fern says.
“I think it’s because of who’s missing,” Cattail says.
Paintbrush gives her a weird look.
“Water Bottle,” Cattail says once she notices the look.
“Oh, I thought you meant… my bad,” Paintbrush says and walks away.
“They really like to walk away,” Fern says.
Lightbulb looks out into the distance as she walks. Today she feels more empty than usual. Not in the sense of being depressed but in the sense that she's missing something.
Now the land seems to extend forever till she gets back to where everyone else is, when she wanted to get away from it, seemingly she couldn’t get far enough away. Thankfully it's all flatland now, like when she first left. Not only is she closer now but it’s a lot easier to walk, compared to the mountains.
She’s glad she talked to ROCK because even she knows the longer she stayed away the harder it would’ve been to come back.
If only she never left.
“I’ll be back,” Lightbulb says. “I’ll be back before you know it!” She screams.
Maybe someone will hear it.
Paintbrush feels a bit better now. They don’t know why or how but they do, like they can feel something. They smile.
“She was just really happy about it,” Taylor says. “It was also nice to have a more… controlled conversation,”
“She likes people to be welcome. That’s why we’re so close,” Milk says. “There may be other reasons but let’s just enjoy today,”
“Hey Milk I just picked out a pin!” Cola Bottle says.
“Or we can figure it out today,” Milk says, immediately walking to Cola Bottle.
Taylor walks with her and passes Missing Dog Poster and Microphone.
“You’re dressed up,” Microphone says only a lesbian pin on her.
“The girl who only talks about girls and has basically dedicated her entire life to girls is proud to show that she likes girls? How shocking,” Missing Dog Poster says.
“Is this your first time being sarcastic?” Microphone says with a smile. “Becuase it sounds like it,”
“…Suprisingly, it’s not,” Missing Dog Poster says.
“That was better,” Microphone says.
“That wasn’t sarcasm,” Missing Dog Poster says.
“Oh,” Microphone says.
Chrome Gradienty comes over with a smug look on her face.
“I don’t see how you can still be so focused on girls when there’s a million guys here,” Chrome Gradienty says.
“Maybe because I’m only interested in girls,” Missing Dog Poster says. “Also you only like them when they’re kissing each other that doesn’t make you straight that just makes you a cuc-”
Microphone puts her hand over Missing Dog Poster’s mouth, yet the comment, even left unfinished, makes Chrome Gradienty realize something.
“I’m going to go…” Chrome Gradienty says and then leaves.
“…Dude,” Microphone says.
Missing Dog poster just shrugs.
Chrome Gradienty walks sadly past Price Tag’s shop where they’re talking with Book.
“Nobody’s buying anything,” Price Tag says. Dawning non binary and lesbian stickers.
“To be fair they’re giving out everything you have for free,” Book says.
“Not this one,” Price Tag says and points to ‘Advice - 5$’
“That is unique,” Book says, then gives Price Tag a five from her pages.
“Is this legal tender?” Price Tag asks.
“As far as I know,” Book says.
“…Good enough,” Price Tag says. “What do you want advice on?”
“I like girls and I always have but I also like this non binary person, does that still make me a lesbian?” Book asks.
“Yes,” Price Tag says. “…Couldn’t you just look that up yourself?”
“I… love supporting small businesses?” Book asks.
“It’s not a small business!" Price Tag says slamming their foot down. “Price Tag and Yellow Face Inc. is worldwide!”
“…Yellow Face really isn’t here though…” Book says.
“Yeah… if only he could be here,” Price Tag says. “I don’t know why he isn’t!”
“Maybe we shouldn’t focus on business. There’s plenty of other stuff to do and to maybe… try…” Book says.
Price Tag looks at Book and Book looks back at Price Tag with a smile.
“You know what? You have a good point,” Price Tag says. “I’m lowering my prices from 5$ to 1$,” They get up and change their signs.
“…I guess that’s the best that I’m getting,” Book says.
“I’ll take a pride sticker so I don’t have to walk over there,” Bryce says and hands Price Tag a dollar.
“Here you go!” Price Tag says and hands Bryce a rainbow sticker. Bryce walks away. “Wow, already my sales are improving,”
Bryce walks over to Liam and Amelia. Both of them have poly signs on them.
“Going real generic huh?” Amelia asks.
“Sometimes that’s how it is,” Bryce says. “It’s nice that something like this can still happen, even here,”
“I’m mad I didn’t come up with it first,” Amelia says then crosses her arms. “A bunch of Nice Timers did instead,”
“We have a slur for them now?” Bryce asks.
“It’s not a slur, it’s an insult,” Amelia says. “Also more of a joke than anything,”
“Remember what Bot said about… what was that word?” Bryce asks.
“Hey! Don’t say that!” Bot says, coming out of nowhere.
“I was explaining it to Amelia and why she shouldn’t-” Bryce begins to say.
“Never say it,” Bot says and walks away.
“…Buzzkill,” Bryce says.
“I heard that too!” Bot says.
Bot walks away and to Fan and Test Tube. Fan has basically every single marking ever “I just can’t choose!” while Test Tube only has two, a poly sticker and a generic sticker. Bot only has a nonbinary sticker on themselves.
“I think something’s off with Paintbrush,” Fan says.
“They’re obviously still worried about Lightbulb,” Test Tube says. “I’m worried too, I’m worried sick!”
“Hey, Lightbulb is resilient,” Fan says. “She’ll be back in no time. Oh hey there Bot!”
“Hi guys…” Bot says and sits down near Fan and Test Tube.
“What’s got you so down in the dumps?” Test Tube asks.
“…Nothing…” Bot says. “I think I’m just going to… sit here,”
Cabby wheels over, wearing a lesbian sticker. She looks down at Bot, concerned.
“Are you okay Bot?” Cabby asks.
“I’m fine,” Bot says.
“Doesn’t sound like you're fine,” Cabby says. “How about you really tell me what’s bothering you?”
“…Am I a buzzkill?” Bot says.
“Who said that?” Cabby says.
“I did it to myself,” Bot says. “I overreacted… like I always do,”
“That’s not your fault,” Cabby says and rolls over closer to Bot. “Sometimes overreaction happens, the trick is that you have to find a way to stop it the next time it happens,”
“…I hate that she’s a better parent than both of us combined,” Test Tube says.
“Paintbrush is pretty good,” Fan says.
“…Broomer’s right we really need to get our relationship sorted out,” Test Tube says.
“When did he say that?” Fan asks.
“Earlier here,” Test Tube says. “He said-”
“You need to figure out what your relationship to them is,” Broomer says. “Or else it’s going to be confusing for everyone, especially me,”
“That’s what you told them?” Chalky asks, wearing a gay pride sticker.
“More or less,” Broomer says, also wearing a gay pride sticker. “I expected Paintbrush to be this sad but they’re just as depressed. I thought they were just friends but maybe not? I have zero clue… then there’s who’s parenting Bot which… don’t get me started on that,”
“It can’t be that bad,” Chalky says.
“Bot views Cabby and Paintbrush more as parents at least more than Test Tube or Fan, their creators” Broomer says. “And they told me this when I assumed they wouldn’t tell that to Fan or Test Tube and they said they haven’t told Cabby or Paintbrush yet either. So I don’t even know why they trust me so much,”
“I mean Paintbrush is our kid,” Chalky says.
“They are not,” Broomer says. “I don’t know how you and everyone else keep thinking that but they aren’t. It doesn’t matter how similar me and them look,”
“Well you look like them and I’m a drawing thingy… so…” Chalky says.
“That’s the dumbest theory I’ve ever heard,” Broomer says.
“Well apparently Cattail, Cup, Peanut, No Way, Limey, Gaty and even Chocolate Milk Carton and Feather thought we were. So I have no idea either,” Chalky says.
“…I’m going to go find Bot,” Broomer says and walks away.
Passing Fern and Cattail.
“I mean I heard rumors, but it’s not like I heard anything concrete,” Fern says.
“Too soon to say anything,” Cattail says. “But yeah I heard that he had a boyfriend but then his Dad separated them,”
“I never heard that he had a boyfriend,” Fern says. “Thought he maybe had ‘thoughts’ and that’s why his Dad got so upset, so now he’s been like that ever since,”
“He has a girlfriend now,” Cattail says. “Maybe it’s nothing, a rumor probably made by his friends to embarrass him,”
“Yeah, sucks either way… for him,” Fern says. “Do you want to start the march now or later?”
“I think we can wait a few… minutes,” Cattail says.
Being dead, especially for so long is a strange sensation.
Water Bottle can’t tell the time or anything really. He won’t even know if he’ll remember this when he comes back. Yet here he is, it’s not darkness it’s death.
If this is all there is and he can remember this he’ll definitely do much more. They obviously forgot about him and if they ever remember him they still might not recover him. Which is a problem at least in a way of getting out of his thoughts. In any other way he doesn’t want to think about that right now. In terms of anything else, there’s other problems he has to deal with. His problems that he has been strictly avoiding are really hard to avoid when you have nothing else to do but think.
It isn’t really a surprise that Water Bottle doesn’t like to think. About all his mistakes, his problems, his Dad, his ex-“best friend”, everything. Every single little thing piling up to something he can’t avoid.
He can’t be Gay, he doesn’t want that, his Dad said so. So he can’t, he just can’t.
That’s what he’ll keep telling himself all throughout death.
“My name is Gold Ingot, My home dimension is YAS-216. The show I host is paper puppets take 2. My most prevalent traits are being lonely and failing. My greatest strength is that I’m worth a lot. My greatest weakness is that I’m not worth enough to stay with. My challenge was to fill up a storage unit. While I was there I noticed that… should I write that down? …It’s for her own good. I saw that Suitcase didn’t want to participate, at all… I’m worried about her. I plan on doing these interviews but mainly trying to relax with my free time. You can reach me at [email protected], I have no questions or comments,” Gold Ingot says and looks at the paper he’s filled.
He files it away. Then puts his head on his hands. Here he is, back in his house.
Alone.
They say someone will come to get his work. But either way it doesn’t matter, all of this for basically nothing.
He admittedly didn’t have to travel far to get back to his house. They have really good transportation here and also teleportation. Admittedly Gold Ingot took the transportation of self moving buses, trains and planes so that he would have to spend less time here.
Was it worth it? Maybe.
Now all he can do is wait for the next host, whenever they come. Who knows? Maybe they’ll never come.
Maybe he’ll be alone forever.
There’s a knock on the door.
“Come in,” Gold Ingot says.
“You done yet?” Bronze asks.
“Yeah,” Gold Ingot says. “…How are you?”
“…Wow, Suitcase really has changed you,” Bronze says.
“Shut up,” Gold Ingot says.
“It’s true,” Bronze says.
“Doesn’t matter if it’s true, it’s embarrassing,” Gold Ingot says.
“You're acting like a kid,” Bronze says.
“Doesn’t matter. Stop it,” Gold Ingot says.
“Awww, Goldie has a crush,” Bronze says.
“Do not say that,” Gold Ingot says with wide eyes then braces himself.
“Someone has a crush?” Silver says busting through the door.
“It’s him,” Gold Ingot says, pointing at Bronze.
“…It’s him,” Bronze says.
“Who is it?” Silver asks Gold Ingot.
“Who do you think it is?” Bronze asks with a smug look on his face.
“Come on!” Gold Ingot says. “I don’t, so it doesn’t matter and we’re going to stop talking about it,”
“Awwwww,” Silver says. “But we can help you! Plus it would be good for you,”
“She is right about that second part,” Bronze says.
“Thank you but no,” Gold Ingot says.
“Seriously man?” Bronze says. “At least tell her,”
“You want me to tell her?” Gold Ingot looks at him eyes wide.
“…I meant Silver,” Bronze says. “At least we know it’s a girl now, unless I got a real mislead on your reaction when I said Sil-”
“Don’t even finish that sentence, I'd rather tell the whole world about my supposed crush than you finish whatever you were implying with that sentence,” Gold Ingot says.
“Fair enough,” Bronze says. “But you should still tell Silver,”
“Well what’s there even to tell? I don’t have a crush,” Gold Ingot says.
“If you don’t when she finds out she’ll make a big spectacle of it and if your crush ends up being here…” Bronze says.
“…Well if it’s so obvious how come she doesn’t already know?” Gold Ingot says.
“You know how oblivious she can be,” Bronze says.
“That is true, I am quite oblivious,” Silver says.
“Then how would she figure it out?” Gold Ingot asks.
“Maybe she will, maybe she won’t. Either way, do you want to risk it?” Bronze asks.
“Fine,” Gold Ingot says, Silver smiles wide. “But I don’t have a crush. However, what person Bronze is saying I have a crush on is,”
“Just own it man,” Bronze says.
“Shut up!” Gold Ingot says. “As I was saying. I don’t have a crush but the person Bronze says is my crush is… Suitcase,”
Silver smiles even brighter and her eyes seem to fill with stars.
“WOAH!” Silver says.
“Don’t make a big deal out of this. Especially when she comes,” Gold Ingot says.
“I should’ve known!” Silver says. “It was so obvious! How could I have never seen it before? Bronze! We have to prepare for when she comes! She could be our cousin in law! Oh my gosh, I can’t believe this. We should’ve started yesterday, everything depends on us doing it right! This is incredible! After everything I thought he would never find love,” Silver says as she walks out of the house.
Bronze has a smug look on his face.
“I hate this so much,” Gold Ingot says.
“Come on man,” Bronze says. “It’s not that bad, we just want what’s best for you,”
“…I appreciate you lying to me. Shows that you at least care a bit,” Gold Ingot says.
“Whatever you say man,” Bronze says. “At least you picked a good one,”
Bronze says and walks out of the house. Following Silver to wherever she went.
“My cards suck,” Cup says with two cards in his hands.
“You're not supposed to say it sucks,” Treasure Chest says.
“My hand is AWESOME!” Limey says.
“Say call, bet, fold or raise,” Cola Bottle says.
“I don’t think you're supposed to tell us that,” Treasure Chest says.
“Well I’m doing it anyway,” Cola Bottle says. “I think Cup needs it,”
“…Check,” Treasure Chest says.
“Call,” Limey says.
“Raise,” Gaty says.
“Fold?” Cup asks. “Is that the one where you give up?”
“Yes,” Cola Bottle says.
“Oh okay I fold,” Cup says. His cards are a Queen of Hearts and a 10 of clubs.
“Here’s the cards,” Cola Bottle says. A king of hearts, 8 of clubs and a 2 of hearts.
“…Check,” Treasure Chest says.
“Bet,” Limey says.
“Bet,” Gaty says.
“Next card,” Cola Bottle says. A jack of hearts.
“…Fold,” Treasure Chest says. His cards are a jack of clubs and an a 8 of spades.
“Bet,” Limey says.
“Bet,” Gaty says.
“Next card,” Cola Bottle says. The final card is a Ace of spades.
Limey looks at Gaty who has a big smirk on her face.
“I’m going to Bet,” Gaty says.
One more time Limey looks at his cards then at Gaty. He sighs.
“Fold…” Limey says. His cards are a 10 of hearts and a queen of spades.
Gaty puts out her cards. A three of diamonds and a four of clubs.
“You have to be kidding me,” Treasure Chest says.
“Awwwwww,” Limey says.
“I can’t believe I pulled that off,” Gaty says with a wide smile.
“I think it’s because none of us know how to play poker,” Cup says.
“Well I do,” Gaty says.
“I’m done with poker now,” Treasure Chest says and walks away from the table.
“Aw come don’t you want to get a flush? You can’t go to the bathroom without one!” Cup yells as Treasure Chest walks away.
“That joke sucked,” Limey says.
“Joke?” Cup asks.
Treasure Chest walks out of the room. Only to immediately see Bronze walking around, noticing him, then walking over to him.
“Are there people in that room when you left?” Bronze asks.
“Yeah?” Treasure Chest says.
“Get them, a new host is coming,” Bronze says then walks away.
“…Alright,” Treasure Chest says and walks back into the room.
Bronze continues his rounds and goes up the stairs to the first floor. Catching Cattail on her way up the stairs.
“Another host is coming,” Bronze says.
“Oh!” Cattail says and goes back to her room. “Fern! Another host is coming,” She says then runs up the stairs.
“I meant the whole floor!” Bronze says, but Cattail is already too far away to care.
Fern comes out of his and Cattial’s room and sees Bronze. After a moment, Bronze looks up and he turns around to see Fern.
“Can you tell-” Bronze begins to say.
“Tell the whole floor? Got it,” Fern says.
Bronze nods and goes up to the next floor.
“Host!” He yells.
Nobody answers.
“Host!” He yells again.
“Shut Up!” Plasma Ball yells, coming out of her room.
“Host!” Bronze yells yet again.
“Fine!” Plasma Ball yells and gets out of her room and walks past Bronze.
“Anyone else?” Bronze yells.
“Shut up!” Plasma Ball yells while she goes down the stairs.
Bronze sighs goes up the stairs.
“Host!” He yells as Cattail and Basketball run down the stairs. “Hey,” He says again and the two of them stop, Basketball who is behind Cattail accidentally bumps into her.
“Yeah?” Cattail asks after she recovers from Basketball bumping into her.
“I meant tell the whole floor,” Bronze says. “Did you even tell everyone up there?”
“…No,” Cattail says. “I just told Basketball but somebody else probably heard,”
Bronze stares at her for a moment.
“If I go back up there and there’s nobody else coming out of their room. I will kick him down the hall,” Bronze says.
“Deal,” Cattail says.
“What do you mean ‘deal’?” Basketball says. “I’m going to be the one kicked!”
Bronze walks up the stairs and sure enough nobody is coming out. Bronze turns to Basketball and Cattail.
“Maybe there’s nobody up there?” Cattail asks.
“Hey! New host!” Bronze yells.
Cabby almost immediately comes out after Bronze says that. She waves at him, he waves back and then Bronze looks back to the other two. Then chases them down the stairs. Quickly he catches up to the two, picks up Basketball and runs back up the stairs.
“Move out of the way,” Bronze announces as he climbs up the stairs. Cabby shrugs and goes back into her room.
After he’s up the stairs, and once he’s at the floor, Bronze readies himself into position and then throws Basketball down the hall like a bowling ball. Basketball yells as he’s thrown, then he bounces off a bunch of walls until he’s shot at the perfect angle to bust into Chainsaw’s room.
“Oh my motor, I’M UP!” Chainsaw yells as he brings out Basketball who is dazed but okay. Bronze turns to Cattail who has climbed up the stairs.
Bronze looks at her, as she slowly walks away then runs away. Chainsaw walks up to him then throws Basketball down the steps which hits Cattail on her way down. The two crash into the lobby. Basketball accidentally leaves Cattail there while he is flung outside.
“Nice shot,” Bronze says.
Chainsaw just gives him an angry look then goes down the stairs. Cabby wheels over and gets on the elevator.
“Where’s Silver?” She asks.
“Aw, that’s so nice!” Silver says.
“I know but taking her out on a date seems a bit rash,” Taco says.
“If you keep to that plan, I bet she’ll love it,” Silver says.
“That’s a relief, thank you Silver,” Taco says then runs off. “I’m glad I found someone to ask, everyone else is… difficult,”
Silver nods and Taco walks away. Bronze comes over to Silver. He looks up to the sky but it takes a minute for Silver to notice him.
“Shouldn’t he be coming down yet?” Bronze asks.
“Maybe?” Silver says.
As if on cue the skies open up and down comes the new host. His body glistens in the light, he slowly falls down to the ground. One voice already outside cuts through the rest.
“Gold Ingot!” Suitcase shouts. As soon as he nears the ground she runs over. Excitedly waiting for him, eventually he descends completely.
The two immediately embrace.
“Can we leave now?” Bronze asks.
“No, you might want to stay,” Gold Ingot says still hugging Suitcase. “But first I have to host,”
“Why do we-” Bronze begins to say.
“Elimination time!” Gold Ingot says.
Suitcase goes back to her team with a big dumb smile on her face while Nice Time Again and Evil Milk Container walk up to Gold Ingot.
“We got 53,696 votes total” Gold Ingot says. “Nice Time Again, the winner among you is Leafy with 8,510 votes followed by Taco with 6,238 votes,”
Taco looks a bit nervous at that result.
“Microphone got 4,667, Missing Dog Poster got 3,219, Cattail got 1,980 and Fern has 1,708,” Gold Ingot says. “Down to the final three Cane’s Cup, Spellbook and Sketchpad,”
While the three of them lament what may happen to them, Microphone sighs and looks at Taco for a moment, she looks scared. Which confuses her but she decides not to think about it too much and looks at Missing Dog Poster instead which makes her smile for some reason.
“Cane’s Cup…” Gold Ingot says, Cane’s Cup looks terrified. “Your safe with 1,107 votes,”
“Bottom two again?” Spellbook says.
“Don’t worry becuase you're safe with 798 votes, compared to Sketchpad’s 215,” Gold Ingot says.
“Yipee!” Spellbook says. “Well I’m sorry Sketchpad but better you than me, huh?”
“…Whatever,” Sketchpad says. He walks past everyone and goes into the forest.
“Better than getting mad at me,” Gold Ingot says. “Next up… I genuinely refuse to say that name… anyway… how do you pronounce that… Tah-lore? got the most votes, just over 5,000… 5,002,” Gold Ingot says.
“It’s pronounced Taylor,” Taylor says.
“I bet it is. Gaty got a little bit less with 4,956 votes, followed by Limey with 3,976 votes,” Gold Ingot says, Gaty and Limey whew at the fact the42 safe. “Then it’s Fish Taco with 3,267 votes, Milk Bottle at 2,976, Cola Bottle at 1,972 and Cup at 1,217,”
“I already knew this was coming,” Chocolate Milk Carton says.
“Tell us who gets out then!” Treasure Chest says as he grabs onto Chocolate Milk Carton.
“It’s-”
“Choclate Milk Carton,” Gold Ingot says. Everyone looks at him weirdly. “I don’t know what you people are capable of!”
“Me,” Chocolate Milk Carton says. “I only got 401 votes. While Treasure Chest got 765 and Milk got 821 votes,”
“He knows!” Gold Ingot says, sounding terrifying as he’s looking at the sheet of paper he has.
“See ya,” Chocolate Milk Carton says and goes into the hotel.
Milk frowns.
“Alright!” Gold Ingot says. “Now that that’s over today’s challenge is to fill a storage unit!”
Gold Ingot snaps his fingers and out pops six storage units.
“That never gets old,” Gold Ingot says. “It’s extremely simple: whoever fills their storage unit up the least or not at all or somehow destroys their storage unit loses, if not that then the people with the cheapest items lose, you’ll have about thirty minutes to do it, so 321 go,”
A lot of people immediately run to find any objects that they can. Cane’s Cup however stands in agony at his fallen buddy. While Suitcase immediately runs over to Gold Ingot.
“Why do we have to stay here?” Bronze asks.
“It’s easier if you do, I have to interview all of the hosts and you guys count as one,” Gold Ingot says.
“Why did they give you that job?” Bronze asks.
“I have zero clue,” Gold Ingot then turns around and smiles as soon as he sees her. “Suitcase!”
“How are you?” Suitcase asks as they embrace once more.
“I’m fine, how about you?” Gold Ingot asks.
“Better,” Suitcase says. “What are you guys talking about?”
“Oh well-” Gold Ingot starts explaining to Suitcase in great detail about everything that’s happened. While Bronze and Silver look at the two, Silver has a wide smile on her face while Bronze has a surprised look on his.
Nice Time Again has Cane’s Cup in the corner unmoving. Microphone is on the sidelines with Missing Dog Poster trying to talk to her her. While Leafy is confused and Taco is trying to pick up all the weight of her team. Spellbook is Spellbook while Cattail is distracted and Fern is arguably the only one acting normal or competent.
“Unless everyone has priceless jewels I think we should fill it up with hotel furniture,” Taco says, looking at the storage unit.
“Pretty big place,” Fern says, standing next to the unit and inspecting it.
“How about we put an entire tree in it?” Leafy says. “Trees are worth a lot!”
“…I don’t think Gold Ingot values trees that much,” Taco says.
“Let’s go ask him!” Leafy says and runs off with Taco in tow.
“Of course…” Microphone says with a scowl on her face.
“Can’t we just do the challenge?” Fern asks. “You guys had a week to resolve this,”
“Some of us were apparently distracted!” Spellbook says, with a frown and arms crossed. Fern looks around.
“Where’s Cattail?” Fern asks.
Cattail is talking with Basketball next to his team.
“Maybe we can go and mine something!” Chainsaw says.
“Well we would need a lot of safety gear and protections-” Cabby begins to say.
“Never mind,” Chainsaw says.
“Well I know what’s worth the most!” Price Tag says.
“Wouldn’t it be our hosts, one of which is literally made of gold?” GPS says.
“…He has a point,” Price Tag says.
“Gold Boy it is!” Chainsaw says. Everyone looks at each other then follows him.
“Obviously we’re just going to throw sticks in it until it’s full right?” Diary says.
“That’s not the best idea,” Liam says.
“What if we just throw ourselves in there?” Feather asks.
“I don’t think that would count,” Charlotte says.
“Moonstone, can’t you use your powers again?” Bryce asks.
“What powers?” Moonstone asks.
“Your powers. What helped us win last challenge?” Bryce says.
“Oh that? That was nothing. Oh, wait, Diary probably did it,” Moonstone says.
“What are you guys even talking about?” Diary asks.
“…How?” Bryce asks as he turns to the rest of the team.
“You get used to it after a while,” Feather says.
“Hey! Get use to what?” Diary asks.
As that group slowly gets more and more into an argument. Hanger sneaks over and steals some hangers near them. Also other leftover from the last challenge. She takes these hangers and puts them into the storage unit.
“I don’t think that’s the best use of the space,” Bowling Ball says.
“But we need to protect them!” Hanger says.
“Yo Ring and Peanut! Your kid’s gone crazy again,” Spraypaint says.
“She’s no our…Ugh!” Ring says and walks over to Hanger. “Hey Hanger, maybe you can keep that in another place?”
“…Maybe…” Hanger says and looks around. She takes one and runs off.
“We needed something in there anyways, let’s just get more stuff,” Kit says.
Hanger runs around looking for a storage place and watches as Murder!!! runs over to the hosts and picks them up.
“Got ya!” Chainsaw says as he tries to pick Gold Ingot up, keyword tries.
Chainsaw, through struggle, tries to pick up Gold Ingot. Failing mainly due to him being made of pure gold.
“What do you want, Chainsaw?” Gold Ingot asks.
“Get in the storage unit,” Price Tag says, kicking him. “You block of gold,”
“No,” Gold Ingot says.
“Well then, guess we’ll be taking our teammate back,” Journal says. Picking then running with Suitcase.
“Wha- Hey!” Gold Ingot says.
Gold Ingot runs after Journal and Suitcase. Journal gently puts Suitcase in. Then once Gold Ingot rounds the corner to the opening of the storage locker Journal kicks him in. They're followed by Chainsaw carrying Bronze and throwing Bronze in the storage unit and he’s followed by Cabby carrying Silver on her head while Silver happily kicks her feet and then Cabby gently sets her in the unit.
“…I’ll count it,” Gold Ingot says.
“Well we did it team,” Chainsaw says.
“We should probably still fill it up with other things,” Book says.
“wE sHoULd ProBABly sTiLl fILl iT Up,” Chainsaw says in a mocking tone.
“Oh hey, what does this do?” Price Tag says and grabs and pulls Chainsaw’s cord.
It starts up and shakes him a bit but he gets used to it in a few seconds.
“You little- I will cut you up!” Chainsaw says through gritted teeth.
Price Tag runs away, pulling Book away with them, the two run away from Chainsaw as he struggles to run after them.
“Our team gets worse by the day,” Journal says.
“At least we’re better than them,” GPS points to Girl Power! (With Some Boys).
“I WILL CUT YOU,” Diary yells.
“I rather die than live by you!” Bryce yells back.
The entire group is engaged in a screaming match. As Hanger watches and walks over to Cabby.
“Hello! Are you lost?” Cabby asks.
Hanger pulls Cabby’s bottom Container open and throws her hanger into it. Then runs off.
“Don’t tell me she’s still on the hangers,” Bronze says.
“I’ll go see what it’s all about,” Cabby says.
Cabby wheels over to Hanger who is continuing to collect Hangers. Then walks over to Cabby.
“Hi there Hanger! Wha- Stop- No- Hanger. No. I’m not a storage unit. Hanger!” Cabby yells Hanger stops. “How about instead of putting them in me we can get help from a friend of mine!”
“…Really?” Hanger asks.
“Of course!” Cabby says and picks Hanger up then rolls away. “I bet Price Tag has plenty of storage and will be absolutely willing to help you with this,”
The two of them pass by Hanger’s team on the way, which they’re struggling with.
“Maybe we shouldn’t have started with the biggest and heaviest materials?” Bowling Ball asks after taking a break from lifting a couch.
“It would be going faster if you didn’t take a break every two seconds!” Spraypaint yells.
“Well I’m tired!” Bowling Ball says.
“…How are you fairing Kit?” Spraypaint asks.
“We’re getting there,” Kit says as she and Boquet try to carry another couch. “Where’s Ring and Peanut?”
“We’re still looking for Rosey!” Ring calls out of the forest.
“Let me help you with that,” Spraypaint says and runs over to the couch that Kit and Boquet are carrying. Bowling Ball slams himself on the other couch presumably to rest.
“Five minutes!” They hear Gold Ingot yell.
Nice Time Again has mainly been Fern loading up the storage unit with anything and everything. While Leafy and Taco try to find Gold Ingot and Microphone lamenting about Leafy and Taco and Missing Dog Poster trying to comfort her. Fern has managed to completely fill up the space. Admittedly with Leafy’s idea of some nature stuff and some other small stuff he found around the rooms in the hotel. All while he still is trying to find Cattail.
Unfortunately for him Cattail is on the other side of the stretch of land they’re on in front of the hotel. So there’s little chance they’ll even see each other.
Fern finishes and admires his hard work, then goes up to Cane’s Cup.
“You two weren’t that close were you?” Fern asks.
“HE WAS MY BEST BUDDY! WE WERE THE COMEDIC DUO! THE BEST OF ALL TIME, WE MADE SO MANY JOKES TOGETHER! NOW ITS ALL GONE!” Cane’s Cup laments.
“…Nevermind,” Fern says and walks away while Cane’s Cup continues to complain and talk about the loss.
“You know what? I’m calling it there,” Gold Ingot says.
“Dude you already subtracted like ten minutes,” Bronze says.
“Actually it was closer to fifteen,” Suitcase corrects.
“That’s it!” Gold Ingot tells. “Everyone put your crap down, I can see that Kit and Spraypaint and Bouquet!”
Gold Ingot then goes around and looks at all the storage units. Nice Time Again has a lot of stuff but mostly worthless. Murder!!! Has him, priceless and his cousins, less priceless and Suitcase… also priceless. Brightest Lights have a bunch of boxes of undetermined price and location of origin. Girl Power! Has nothing, and the names team has hangers and that’s it. While Evil Milk Container has a bunch of glass and some boxes and… a evil death ray…
“Girl Power (With Some Boys) and Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch lose,” Gold Ingot announces. “Girl Power (With Some Boys) had nothing and Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch only had some hangers. So vote for one team member on each team to stay or don’t, this has been a drag,”
Gold Ingot walks away and snaps his fingers and the storage units and everything in the storage units disappear.
“I hope nothing important was in there,” Fern says.
“No! My evil death ray!” Limey says and Gaty attempts to comfort him.
“A death ray already implies some level of evilness,” GPS says.
“Shut up GPS! You probably don’t even know what evilness is like!” Limey says and throws a can at him, which doesn’t affect GPS.
“We do have shops,” Cola Bottle says and Taylor writes that down on a whiteboard.
“Shops but no toilets,” Taylor says.
“I don’t get why you're so hung up on the toilets,” Cola Bottle says.
“Imagine if someone didn’t have to eat, wouldn’t they be strange?” Taylor asks. “Like really strange?”
“I mean we usually don’t have to. It’s a rare occurrence,” Cola Bottle says.
“We don’t have to eat. At all,” Chocolate Milk Carton says. Taylor and Cola Bottle look at him with a mix of shock and confusion. “I barbecue sometimes but that's about it. I do it for fun… I make good burgers though,”
“What?” Taylor asks.
“We don’t have to eat either really,” Fish Taco says. “We do shops too though,”
“That’s two for eat, two for non eat,” Taylor says.
“We don’t eat either!” Limey says.
“…Three for non eat, two for eat,” Taylor says.
“Hey do you guys have any-” Cattail asks as she walks on.
“Do you need to eat?” Cola Bottle asks.
“…Yes?” Cattail says.
“Tie!” Taylor says. “We really need better names for our dimensions than the shows we were on,”
“What are you guys doing?” Cattail asks.
“Comparing dimensions. Apparently Limey can’t remember that much,” Cola Bottle says.
“I remember I’m evil and that’s all that matters,” Limey says.
“Gaty, Fish Taco and Milk Bottle’s dimension has talking numbers,” Taylor says.
“They’re our hosts!” Milk Bottle says.
“And Chocolate Milk Carton’s dimension it never rains. Also they were in a white void originally?” Taylor asks.
“White void then black void in white void then we got transported to a planet, pretty simple,” Chocolate Milk Carton says.
“No, not really,” Cola Bottle says.
“I don’t see what’s so wrong with using our show names, they seem to be what all connects us,” Milk says.
“…I just don’t think that’s going to work,” Taylor says on the whiteboard behind her it says ‘Cattail’s dimension’.
“How about Twilight Orchards? That’s the town where me and Fern come from,” Cattail says, Taylor nods and changes it.
“Well what are some things from your dimension?” Milk asks.
“We live in houses, we have shops, we have school and jobs and college,” Cattail says.
“Sounds a lot like mine and Cola Bottle’s dimensions,” Taylor says. “What do you do, usually?”
“Work,” Cattail says.
“Like daily routine,”
“Get out of bed, brush my teeth,” Cattail starts to list.
“Do you have a toilet?" Taylor asks.
“Yes?” Cattail asks.
“Two for toilet!” Taylor says.
“…I usually drive to work, I work at a flower shop. Work all day, go home, that’s about it…” Cattail says.
“…That’s sad,” Milk Bottle says.
“Remind me to never be an adult,” Taylor says. “How about the country you live in?”
“United States,” Cattail says.
“…Woah,” Taylor says. “I live in America too!”
“Weird coincidence,” Cola Bottle says.
"That's actually crazy,” Cattail says. “How many states do you have?”
“50,” Taylor replies.
“Wow,” Cattail says. “How about the capital?”
“Of my state or of the country?”
“Country,” Cattail says.
“Washington D.C.,” Taylor says. “Wait what are the two parties?”
“Democrat and Republican,” Cattail says.
“Woah,” Taylor says. “…Is the only difference our like naming… styles?”
“…Oh! Right! Your name is… T… Tadly?” Cattail asks.
“Taylor,” Taylor says.
“That might be the only difference,” Cattail says. “At least obviously, I assume they’re a lot of slight differences,”
“Probabaly like Celebrity names,” Taylor says. “…What’s Taylor Swift’s name in your dimension?”
“I have no idea who that could be,” Cattail says.
“Uh… Pop Star really big, her last album was… Midnights, at least for us,” Taylor says.
“Oh! You mean Treadmill!” Cattail says.
“…At this point I’m convinced there’s an alternate version of me in your dimension,” Taylor says. “That’s named Magazine or something,”
“Probabaly. What would my name be?” Cattail says.
“Usually parents name their kids… but you seem like you would be a… Shelby… or a Sarah,” Taylor says.
“Sarah… not bad,” Cattail says.
“What would I be?” Gaty asks.
“…You seem like a… Grace? Maybe… more like a… Kacy… yeah, that sounds right,” Taylor says.
“What about me?” Cola Bottle asks.
“…Ava,” Taylor says.
“I want a name too!” Limey says.
“Eugene,” Taylor says with a smirk.
“Guys!” Fish Taco says.
“Caroline,” Taylor says.
“…That could work but that’s not what I was going to say. How about we get more people from more dimensions to help us out with this!” Fish Taco says.
“That sounds like a pretty good idea,” Cola Bottle says.
“Who do we get though?” Cattail asks.
“Just ask, if we don’t already have their show or town then bring them back here to compare,” Cola Bottle says.
“What’s your show?” Fish Taco asks.
“The womanly object show!” Missing Dog Poster says. “I’ve made one and a half seasons, it’s on a bit of a hiatus currently however,”
“No, the show you participated in,” Fish Taco says.
“…Oh. Team Room 125,” Missing Dog Poster says.
“Come with me,” Fish Taco says, dragging her away.
“Okay!” Missing Dog Poster says.
“This way Broomy and Chalky!” Milk Bottle says pushing the two to the room.
“It’s Broomer,” Broomer says.
“And it’s Chalky!” Chalky says.
“Babe, she said your name right,” Broomer says.
“…Just making sure,” Chalky says with his arms crossed.
“It’s very important,” Cola Bottle says.
“For what?” OJ asks.
“…Synergy?” Cola Bottle says.
“Why didn’t you say so?” OJ says.
“If you're sure,” GPS says.
“Don’t worry!” Milk says. “I bet you’ll have a lot to give!”
“…Polka Dot?” Gaty asks.
“Hm? Were you talking to me?” Polka Dot asks.
“Yeah, we were, as I was saying, do you want to help us out with something?” Gaty asks, Polka Dot is now staring out into the distance. “Polka Dot?”
“Hm? Were you talking to me?” Polka Dot asks.
“Yes! Do you want to help us or not?” Gaty asks with the other spacing out again. “POLKA DOT!”
“Hm? Were you talking to me?” Polka Dot asks.
“She’s been acting like that ever since she got eliminated. I think it’s a memory thing…” No Way says.
“…You're good enough,” Gaty says and drags No Way away.
“I guess,” No Way says.
“Yay! I love fun bonding things!” Spellbook says, being dragged across the floor.
“We will arrive in thirty seconds but you will not process this as you are too busy thinking about how fun it will be,” Chocolate Milk Carton says.
“This will be so much fun!” Spellbook says.
“Twilight Orchards and GPS’ dimension seems to be the only one without any connection to a game,” Taylor says. “Yet my dimension and Twilight Orchards are both in America and GPS dimension and Excellent Entities but Inanimate Insanity takes place on islands that nobody’s ever heard of. Yet Cattail and everyone else in Twilight Orchards has seen the show, implying they’re from the same dimension,”
“So does our show, Excellent Entities,” Broomer says. “As well as BFDI,”
“Same with our show, but with also all of your own shows,” Missing Dog Poster says. “I’ve watched them all at least five times!”
“I don’t know what to do with that information,” Taylor says.
“That shouldn’t even be possible!” Cola Bottle says.
“Well it is,” Broomer says. “I don’t understand it either but we were also kidnapped for nine years and we’ve barely aged a day so I’ve stopped questioning reality,”
“My show is completely isolated from society but from what you're describing that sounds a lot like society! We do have a bigger planet with a lot less land and a lot more water, but it’s all one bunch of land but it’s also not very big, and also the moon’s landed on our earth, but that happened… I wanna says… a million years ago?” Spellbook says.
“Our Moon’s on our earth too! But we did that,” Fish Taco says.
“I think I heard of your show… but that could be because of this show,” Cattail says. “I did know of BFDI too but I thought it was fake, like a cartoon,”
“…It seems that ii, EE, and Twilight Orachads are all in the same group at the very least,” Taylor says and marks that down.
“I don’t really know what the outside world is like so I can’t be of much help,” OJ says.
“I have a few memories," Broomer says. “Is Bush still the President?”
“…How old are you?” Cattail asks. “Wait a minute, which one?”
“Jr.” Broomer says.
“No, we’ve had two presidents since then,” Cattail says.
“…Wow,” Broomer says.
“Fine I’m putting these all into one which we’ll call… Twilight Orchards,” Taylor says.
“It does have a ring to it,” Gaty says. “So we’re a show where you are?”
“Yeah,” Cattail says. “I mean the moon didn’t land on our planet so I think it’s pretty safe to say, I’m pretty sure it’s a cartoon though,”
“Alright so BFDI is a show in Twilight Orchards which also contains inanimate insanity and probably EE. But BFDI is real in its own world. There’s also BURNER, my dimension, ppt2, ITFT, Bean’s Show, Animatic Battle, Team Room 125 and Showvember somewhere in there,” Taylor says. “Why is there just one random connected universe?”
“Maybe it’s like life on other planets?” Gaty says. “I remember Golf Ball saying that one time I think,”
“There’s tons of life on other planets! I see extended limbs and random things and living stars that destroy the cosmos!” Spellbook says.
“What was that last part?” Fish Taco says.
“All of us being in one dimension sounds… awful,” Taylor says.
“Sounds like we would need someone with a lot of knowledge to help with that,” Broomer says.
“…Give me a second,” OJ says and walks away.
“There is a possibility,” Test Tube says. “Especially with the shimmers there’s alien life but the likelihood that its specifically other objects is a lot smaller,”
“I was always a fan of object shows so there was at least some before us,” Fan says. “Not to mention we share some inhabitants with BFDI, like how we both have Nickles and Pencils who both sound the same,”
“But is BFDI just a show?” Taylor asks.
“Assumidly, I did know about it however at the time but not EE,” Fan says. “That came later, along with other shows,”
“If they’re shows, how could they also be on another planet?” Cola Bottle says.
“They could be recorded either by the host or by a third party,” Test Tube says. “I never saw a single camera on ii but there’s obviously episodes out there!”
“We had cameras, plenty of them,” Broomer says.
“Yeah they placed them in bushes and other weird places,” Chalky says.
“Wait, what,” Broomer says.
“Let’s assume all of our shows have been recorded,” Test Tube says.
“Mine wasn’t!” Spellbook says.
“Let’s assume all of our shows besides Spellbook’s have been recorded,” Test Tube says. “That means they could hypothetically end up in other places. That implies however that there are a bunch of other planets with objects on them. At least. If we are to be believed at least nine different planets given everything,”
“Wait,” Fan says.
“What Fan?” Test Tube asks.
“Remember that challenge where MePhone brought all those hosts from other shows?” Fan asks.
“I do… why?” Test Tube asks.
“One of the hosts was Puffball Speakerbox," Fan says.
“That’s the host from BFDIA! Oh wait…” Gaty says.
Taylor looks at them and clenches her fists then sighs.
“If we hope that was also a creation of MePhone then we can safely say that our original theory was correct. Same with the potential dimensional travel and the weird crossovers and those humans who maybe or maybe not created all of us, as well as whatever is going on with Team Room 125,” Taylor says. “Which makes most of our theories correct,”
“I still don’t get the Larry supervan, where did that come from? It sounds so much like the freesmart supervan!” Gaty says.
“I told you Stickman made it! He built it himself, maybe he’s a freesmart fan!” Spellbook says.
“That makes even less sense!” Gaty says.
“We are not getting hung up on technicalities like people looking or sounding like other people or people somehow being related to each other. Or parallels or similarities in voting styles or similar names,” Taylor says.
“But I had an entire presentation about voting styles,” Fan says. Taylor pinches her face, Cola Bottle looks worried for her.
“We can do that on a later date,” Taylor says. “Now we know where everyone is… and it’s the same as last time…”
“We’re back in the same place again?” Bot asks, groaning.
“Isn’t that a good thing?” Fern asks.
“Doesn’t matter! Because we’re done with that, now we’ll talk differences… not voting differences!” Taylor says.
Fan frowns and folds himself.
“How about something simple?” Cola Bottle asks. “We can all eat I assume?”
“That’s a good one,” Milk says. “I assume everyone can eat right?”
Everyone collectively murmurs in agreement. Limey puts his foot up presumably to ask a question.
“Limey?” Cola Bottle says.
“I’ve never eaten before,” Limey says.
Everyone stops and looks at Limey.
“What do you mean you’ve never eaten before?” Broomer says.
“I’ve heard of it, maybe I’ve seen it? But as far as I can remember never ate,” Limey says. “…It’s supposed to go in your mouth right?”
“That’s so sad,” Treasure Chest says.
“I get what you mean now,” Chocolate Milk Carton says.
“Never? Like never ever?” Bot asks.
“We should check your memory, you might have a lost a few,” Gaty says with a concerned smile.
“…Let’s just assume he can eat,” Cola Bottle says. “How about something even simpler, like breathing?”
Limey raises his foot again.
“Limey?” Cola Bottle says.
“That’s when you pull air through your nose right?” Limey asks.
“Yes,” Missing Dog Poster says.
“…I don’t think I’ve ever done that either,” Limey says.
Taylor pauses for a moment, then drops her marker and storms out of the room.
“Can’t blame her. If years of infinite sickness and the cherries didn’t happen I would absolutely do that too,” OJ says.
“I’ll go get her,” Cola Bottle says and walks out of the room. She is quickly followed by Milk.
The rest of the group stands or sits in silence. Not really saying anything.
“Oh right I forgot I was going to ask for a stapler,” Cattail says.
“I don’t think we have one around here,” Cup says.
“Bummer,” Cattail says. “Sorry Fern,”
“Don’t worry,” Fern says. “I could trying binding the paper together,”
“Oh hey Fern and Cattail and everyone else! Also Missing Dog Poster,” Chrome Gradienty says walking into the room. “Did you find a stapler yet?” Chrome Gradienty asks Fern.
“No, we got sidetracked,” Fern says.
“Bummer, so do you need any more paper for that fanfic you’re-” Chrome Gradienty begins to say.
“Shhhhh,” Fern says putting a hand near Chrome Gradienty to shut her up.
“…We already heard her kid, this room is surprisingly dead quiet,” Broomer says.
“You know we’re probably the same age,” Fern says randomly.
“Good news for me,” Broomer says. “I think…”
“Taylor? Taylor!” Cola Bottle says as she looks around the corner and finds Taylor frustrated.
“Sorry, I just needed time to cool off,” Taylor says and slides down the wall till she’s sitting on the floor.
Cola Bottle takes a spot besides her as Milk watches from a few steps away.
“I know you're smart,” Cola Bottle says. “But you need to be patient with people. They’ll drive you up the wall but you need to think through it. You’ll regret it if you don’t,”
“…Is there stuff you regret?” Taylor asks. “Becuase you didn’t do that?”
“Yes…” Cola Bottle says.
“I think I just need to like talk to Liam, Bryce and Amelia. I’ve been so mad at them, that I like let that anger completely derail everything,” Taylor admits.
“If you think that’s the right way,” Cola Bottle says, Taylor gives her a confused look. “It is but you should decide that for yourself. I think it’s right but you're smart enough to realize that on your own,”
“Thanks,” Taylor says. “Your weirdly down to earth for someone who doesn’t use the toilet,”
“Yeah and your weirdly down to earth despite your name,” Cola Bottle says.
“Sure Cola Bottle,” Taylor says putting an emphasis on the Cola.
“I’m slowly starting to not hate it,” Cola Bottle says with a smile. Taylor smiles back. “Are you ready to come back?”
“Give me a moment,” Taylor says.
“Alright,” Cola Bottle says and gets right back up and goes back with Milk.
“I know losing Post It Note was hard,” Milk says. “…I heard what happened by the way, they told me about it,”
“I know,” Cola Bottle says. “I can’t do anything about it now…”
Milk frowns at that comment as the two walk back into the room. Only to find everyone intensively watching something. They get a better view as they come in.
“WHY WOULD IT BE CALLED CHICKEN FILL O?” Cattail yells.
“IT’S MADE OUT OF CHICKEN AND IT FILLS YOU UP!” GPS says.
Cola Bottle looks disturbed and looks at anyone for answers.
“They learned some names were different,” Broomer says. “They don’t even like this restaurant,”
“Also OJ left,” Missing Dog Poster says. “He said Taylor had the right idea,”
“Oh crap they’re getting into a fist fight,” Fern says and gets up to stop it.
“Let me record it!” Bot says and holds up Fan’s laptop.
“Be careful with that!” Fan yells.
“Guys let’s not fight!” Spellbook says as she gets into the middle of the two. Only to be punched instantly. Then punched again and again and again. Until Cattail, GPS and a bunch of others are just punching her.
She can’t even speak as they continue their assault. She watches as her vision slowly fades to black. Spellbook can’t hear anything anymore.
“Spellbook,” The recovery center says. Out pops Spellbook to a nervous Missing Dog Poster and a confused Leafy.
“Why… Why did nobody intervene?” Spellbook asks as she starts to cry.
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“How long till this team breaks apart?” Journal asks a table consisting of Cabby, Book, Price Tag and GPS.
“Journal! Don’t say that,” Cabby says.
“I’m just being realistic,” Journal says. “Suitcase is a mess, Chainsaw will probably start killing people in the next few challenges. Pillow is Pillow. Basketball is surprisingly calm which makes me worried. Also I’m pretty sure none of us have recovered Water Bottle,”
“Despite our difficulties, I bet we can all stay as a team,” Cabby says.
“Yeah! I mean if you can trust all of us maybe it’s not as bad as you think, this is about or more than half the team!” GPS says. “Also where’s Suitcase, don't you trust her too?”
“She’s distracted by those dumb pictures,” Journal says. “I hate how eerily lifelike they are, it creeps me out,”
“Well then that’s definitely most of the team,” GPS says. “We’ll be fine,”
“Yeah! This is a lot better than my old team and I still have Taggy!” Book says.
“Hard agree, also we’re definitely not the worst one, by far,” Price Tag says.
“That’s the problem,” Journal says. “I don’t want to be on an even worse team because this one falls apart,”
“I mean if every team falls apart…” Cabby says. “Then there could be a sort of… rebuild, wouldn’t you say?”
“…This is why I like you,” Journal says.
“You don’t like me though,” Cabby says.
“How could we do that though…” Journal says and begins to that.
“Guys! New hosts!” Cattail yells into the lobby where they are all sitting.
Everyone runs out just in time to see Bronze and Silver Ingot reaching the ground from the sky. They’re set down gently onto the ground. Bronze looks around while Silver faces the contestants.
“Hi everyone!” Silver says. “For those who don’t know, I’m Silver and this is Bronze,”
“Where’s the last host?” Bronze asks. “They’re supposed to be here when we get here,”
“Uh, she left this note,” OJ says. “I found it on my table today,” Bronze takes the letter
‘Hey Guys! Sorry I can’t make it, I’m hanging out with my gf today! (gf meaning girlfriend btw (btw means by the way by the way)) so I can’t make it but I’m rooting 4 u! (4 means for and u means you) see you in a bit!!! XOXOXODDD - Popcorn!!!!’ The letter says.
“…Let’s just do the elimination,” Bronze says.
“Why what does it say?” Silver asks, Bronze shows her the picture. “…Good call,”
“We got a total of 55,604 votes,” Bronze says. “First up, Girl Power! (With some boys) Liam has the most votes with 7,236 followed by Amelia with 5,231, Bryce with 5,112, Charlotte with 3,100 and Vase with 2,114,”
“I swear if I get out before Suitcase,” Diary grumbles out.
“Moonstone has 923 with Diary right behind with 672. Now down to the final two,” Bronze says very quickly. “It’s Feather and No Way annnnnnnd Feather is safe with just 402, barley above No Way’s 389 votes,”
“What? But I thought I was so popular!” No Way says. “How did I get less than Feather? No offense,”
“At this point I’m used to it,” Feather says with a bit of a shrug.
“Next up is Nice Time Again. Leafy has the most votes with 9,023 followed right behind by Taco with 8,912,”
“Yay Taco we’re the most popular!” Leafy says happily and wraps an arm around Taco.
“I guess we are…” Taco says with a blush.
“Microphone has 5,668 followed by Missing Dog Poster with 3,218,” Bronze says and Microphone and Missing Dog Poster high five. “Fern has 1,238 and Cattail has 1,008 and the rest of you are under 1000. Spellbook has exactly 500 Cane’s Cup got 378 and Sketchpad got 279 which means Rotten Apple has 201 and is eliminated,” Bronze says.
Everyone looks at Rotten Apple who seems unmoving. Then he’s smacked down to the ground by his worm which drags him slowly far off into the distance.
Teams:
Nice Time (Again): Leafy, Taco, Cane’s Cup, Spellbook, Microphone, Fern, Cattail, Sketchpad, Missing Dog Poster
Eliminated - Eyepatch, Polka Dot, ROCK, Water Bottle, No Way, Rotten Apple
“…Great…” Bronze says as he watches Wallace the worm drag Rotten Apple away. “Now for the challenge. It’s quite simple, you’ll have to throw hangers onto poles!”
“WHAT?” Hanger screams.
“Uh…” Silver says. “We mean…what are we going to do Bronze?”
“We didn’t know this was physically possible,” Bronze admits. “Like faces on screens? Sure. Faces on the side? Yeah, totally. But this? Where do their eyes rest? Where’s their mouth?”
“Hey!” Ring says.
“Oh my mold, there’s two of them,” Bronze says.
“Bronze!” Silver says. “I’m very sorry about this we didn’t mean to offend you and your daughter,”
“Wow imagine bullying a kid,” Basketball says.
“Didn’t you literally bully her?” Cattail asks.
“Shhhhhh! They don’t need to know that,” Basketball says.
“She’s not even my daughter!” Ring says.
“…Challenge Time!” Bronze says. “Whoever gets the most hangers onto the bars wins. You have to be standing at least ten feet back and throwing the hangers. No funny business! 3 2 1 Go!”
“Nooo! That’s my family you're throwing!” Hanger says.
“If it makes you feel any better they’re inanimate objects,” Silver says.
“I’m an in…inanimate object!” Hanger says and begins to run around trying to get the hangers then taking them away from everyone.
“…Is it too late to change the challenge?” Bronze asks.
“I’m afraid so, you said ‘go’ to get out of an awkward conversation," Silver says.
“Ah,” Bronze says.
Ring and Peanut run after Hanger who’s trying to stop everyone from throwing hangers. Or at least trying to free them by throwing them everywhere.
“I feel kinda bad,” Microphone says watching the scene of Hanger trying to stop people from throwing her perceived family.
“Why? I mean… I won’t eat tacos but I wouldn’t stop anyone from eating one,” Taco says. “She needs to learn the difference,”
“Can’t you spare a bit of sympathy? She’s distraught!” Microphone says.
“Microphone, she’s a kid, she should’ve been taught that by her parents or whatever those two are to her,” Taco says, gesturing to Ring and Peanut.
“Yeah, she’s a kid. She’s allowed to feel like this. Why are you being so rude about this?” Microphone asks.
“She should know the difference!” Taco says.
“She should be able to learn the difference without having people like you shame her for it!” Microphone says.
“Oh, people like me? Want to tell me what you mean by that Microphone?” Taco asks.
“I mean that you're being too harsh to her! She’s a kid! You're taking this too seriously!” Microphone says.
“As I have stated before, she should have learned this already. I knew it as soon as I was born,” Taco says.
“You also knew how to manipulate since you were born,” Microphone says.
“Excuse me?” Taco says. “Sorry I was created this way! You want to talk about what you were created as?”
The two of them keep arguing as Hanger continues running around. To which she is picked up by Chainsaw.
“Caught one!” Chainsaw says.
“Woah, hey,” Basketball says with a great deal of fear in his eyes. “What are you doing?” He asks, voice laced with concern as he watches Hanger squirm.
“Check this out,” Chainsaw says and throws Hanger onto the bar.
“What are you doing?” Basketball asks as he sees the child being thrown.
“It’s called winning the challenge,” Chainsaw says as Hanger rings around and then gets caught on the bar.
Basketball runs over as Hanger struggles to get off. He grabs her and puts her down.
“Dude!” Chainsaw says.
“No! That’s way too far! You're not going to hang people on the bar like that!” Basketball yells back. Chainsaw is shocked and even moves back a bit at the yelling.
“…Fine,” Chainsaw says, not wanting to deal with that. Basketball leans down.
“Are you alright?” Basketball asks.
“I’m… okay… thank you,” Hanger says.
“Yeah…” Basketball says.
Ring and Peanut come over.
“What did you do?” Ring asks Basketball.
“He saved me!” Hanger says happily.
“…Oh,” Ring says.
“I wouldn’t want to be stuck in a hoop. Chainsaw threw her up on the bar,” Basketball says. “Sorry, on behalf of him,”
“…Well… thank you,” Ring says and takes Hanger away. Peanut gives a nod to Basketball and then follows the two.
Basketball walks away and sits on a tree leaning against the base of it. Cattail rounds the corner with a smile.
“Feels a lot better to be nice, huh?” Cattail asks, a bit of a smirk protruding.
“Personally I think it’s your bad influence rubbing off on me,” Basketball says.
“Ha!” Cattail says.
“That’s funny!” Milk Bottle says, with her team, as most of her team hasn’t even gotten a single hanger on the bar.
“What’s funny?” Cup asks.
“I remember something that Donut said, it was after I saw a weird version of Tennis Ball and Nickle," Milk Bottle says.
“That does sound funny,”
“I really don’t feel good about this,” Cola Bottle says looking at the bar and the hangers and Hanger.
“She seemed really upset by it,” Milk says. “I just feel… bad,”
“We still gotta do it though,” Treasure Chest says. “It’s the challenge, we can complain about it later,” Treasure Chest says as he throws another hanger and misses.
“He has a point,” Gaty says. “But I mean I would be mad if people didn’t treat gates right,”
“I would also be very upset if limes weren’t eaten or used for evil!” Limey says.
“Guys, focus,” Treasure Chest says.
“If we don’t… focus,” Liam says to the rest of his team and pauses to throw another hanger. “We’re done for,”
“Maybe they should get her a leash,” Bryce says with a smile, looming over to Hanger.
“Bryce!” Amelia says.
“I remember seeing some parents with those,” Charlotte says. “I would‘ve felt bad for the kid if they didn’t immediately always try and maul me,”
“…Where are you from again?” Amelia asks as Liam gets another one on.
“Yes!” Liam says.
“Are you guys going to do anything?” Bryce asks Diary, Moonstone and Feather.
“No,” Dairy and Feather says in so sync they don’t even realize it.
“Hm?” Moonstone says after a second because she was admiring Diary.
“You guys have to do something,” Liam says. “Come on, we’re a team!”
“Ew,” Dairy says and walks away.
“Nope,” Feather says and lays down.
Moonstone pauses as Diary walks away from view. Then she looks at her hands.
“Oh, wait, I just remembered I have powers,” Moonstone says and grabs a bunch of hangers and starts throwing them as each and everyone of them land.
Everyone else looks shocked besides Feather, whose eyes are closed and who has also seen this before.
Diary walks past Bronze and Silver who are sitting alone, already tired. Diary ignores them as she walks inside of the hotel. Suitcase approaches the two.
“Hey,” Suitcase says.
“Hey,” Bronze says. “Is there a problem?”
“When’s Gold Ingot coming?” Suitcase asks. At first Bronze is confused until he remembers who he’s looking at.
“Wow! That’s crazy,” Bronze says. “He should be here soon. The plan of which host is going wasn’t finished when we went down but I think he’s coming soon?”
“Either that or he’ll be the last one,” Silver says.
“The last one?” Suitcase asks with concern.
“Wow. You really like him, I’ve never seen anyone else react like that to him,” Bronze says. “Well at least since he was a kid. You’ll be happy to know he talked about you when we were planning this out,”
“All the time,” Silver says.
“I do have to thank you for getting him out of that funk,” Bronze says. “It was unberrable,”
“That’s an understatement. He threw a picture at us Bronze,” Silver says.
“Like I said, unbearable,” Bronze says. “So, uh, thanks,”
Suitcase sits down next to them.
“I only really talked to him once,” Suitcase says. “Well over the course of a week but only once. I really made that much of an impact on him?”
“Absolutely,” Bronze says.
“It seems like he did too,” Silver says. “To you,” Suitcase smiles.
Paintbrush frowns. While their team is winning (mainly due to Bot) Paintbrush still misses Lightbulb. Test Tube and Fan notice this and Fan gets Test Tube to walk over to Paintbrush and sit down to check up on them.
“She’ll be back,” Test Tube says.
“At what point do we stop saying that?”
Paintbrush says.
“In my professional opinion, never,” Test Tube says. “There’s always a chance,”
“…I just want to tell her it’s okay,” Paintbrush says. “That she did nothing wrong and we forgive her unconditionally,”
“She probably needs to hear exactly that,” Test Tube says.
“Doesn’t matter if she needs to, I want to tell her that,” Paintbrush says.
“I know, I presume there’s a lot of things you want to tell her,” Test Tube says.
“…Yeah…” Paintbrush says, and looks to the side. “How’s Bot? You said something was wrong with them,”
“Something happened,” Test Tube says. “They don’t want me to tell anyone but perhaps they would tell you if you ask,”
“…Okay… how about you, are you okay?” Paintbrush says.
“I’m worried,” Test Tube says. “At what point does it become too much? …I have to fix everything, what if one time I… can’t?” Test Tube asks.
“You’ll always be good enough,” Paintbrush says. “That’s why your Test Tube, the smartest person I know,”
Test Tube blushes a bit and nods, then she goes back to go back to the rest of the team. Paintbrush smiles, then looks down, how much time do they have left? Here? Or even back home? They’ll eventually die forever no matter what.
“About ten minutes,” Bronze says.
Nobody hears him because they’re too absorbed into the game. Crying in Hanger’s case or still arguing as in Taco and Microphone’s case. That argument has escalated to where almost everyone has to be pushing them back or else they’ll very likely end up killing each other.
“I’m sorry that I never valued you, okay? I should’ve done that more, but I’m trying, I really am and if you don't see that-” Taco says.
“You're not. You're really not, I thought we turned a new page but nope we’re back here again! You’ve barely talked to me for weeks!” Microphone yells.
“I’ve been busy. You’ve been busy. It just never worked out,” Taco says.
“You’ve barely been busy, you've just been distracted!” Microphone yells.
“By what?” Taco asks.
“By her!” Microphone yells and points at Leafy. Everyone pauses. Microphone pauses then walks away.
“Am I a distraction?” Leafy asks.
“No, of course not, love,” Taco says as she walks over and tries to help Leafy not cry. “She’s just acting brash,”
Missing Dog Poster follows Microphone back to their shared room. Microphone slams the door before Missing Dog Poster could come in. So after a moment Missing Dog Poster leans against the door. There’s a few moments of silence, only interrupted with sounds from the room that Microphone makes. As she moves around and tries to make herself feel normal. Which leads to a loud bed creek and Microphone slamming her palms against her face. After that, Missing Dog Poster decides it’s a good time to speak.
“Are you okay?” Missing Dog Poster asks through the door. It takes a moment of silence for Microphone to respond. At first Missing Dog Poster thought she couldn’t hear her.
“No,” Microphone says, it sounds like she’s about to cry or is already crying.
“Do you want to be alone?” Missing Dog Poster asks.
“Yes,” Microphone says.
“Are you okay enough to be left alone?” Missing Dog Poster asks.
“…Yes,” Microphone says after a brief pause, Missing Dog Poster breathes a sigh of relief.
“Okay,” Missing Dog Poster says. “Don’t do anything impulsive,” She says and leaves her spot against the door and goes back outside. At her own pace.
She walks past a lot of teams. Diary passes her and gets back to her team, not noticing Moonstone absolutely owning the challenge. She does notice someone else though. A move she’s honestly wanted to make for a bit.
“So,” Diary says, approaching Amelia. “You three are dating?” She says and points to Amelia, Bryce and Liam.
“Hm? Oh, yeah, we are,” Amelia says.
“You want another one?” Diary asks.
“…Not right now,” Amelia says.
“If you say so,” Diary says. “But if you ever want a woman, just say so, I’m a available,” Diary says and goes back away to sit.
Amelia feels uncomfortable.
Then she hears a shatter nearby, distracting her from her situation. She sees pieces of Milk Bottle on the ground. Everyone else on Milk Bottle’s team looks with shock at what happened besides Cup.
“Maybe trying to throw it like a boomerang wasn’t the best idea,” Cup says.
“You think?” Gaty asks.
“No, I think I know better now,” Cup says.
“How hard is it to get a hanger on a pole?” Treasure Chest asks.
“Apparently not very hard,” Milk says pointing to all of the other teams.
“You know what?” Treasure Chest says. Grabbing all of the hangers. “One of them is bound to land,”
“That won’t work,” Fish Taco says.
“Let him try,” Cola Bottle says.
“He will miss,” Chocolate Milk Carton says. “As we have continued to miss and will continue to miss again and again until the end of this challenge,”
“Oh my Gordita this guy is such a buzzkill!” Fish Taco says.
Treasure Chest throws all of the hangers and not a single one even comes close to getting onto the bar. Treasure Chest falls on his knees and looks at the sky in agony.
Everyone continues to throw either missing or hitting. While not everyone contributes, all the teams have people throwing hangers. Some simply happen to be luckier than others. While others are simply unlucky.
As Hanger cries for her extended family.
“That’s time!” Bronze says and then he and Silver begin to inspect the results.
“…How,” Bronze says looking at Moonstone’s work.
“Ask her,” Liam says, pointing to Moonstone.
“It was no problem, just using a bit of my telekinetic abilities,” Moonstone says. “Oh hey Diary when did you get back?”
“I genuinely have no clue dude,” Bryce says to Bronze, dead in the eyes.
“Fine, I guess I’ll count it… you win,” Bronze says and then moves over to the next team.
“I’m sorry we didn’t mean to make you cry, we promise,” Silver says. “It was just bad timing, I’m sorry,”
Hanger looks at her for a second then goes back to looking away again.
“…Tell her I’m sorry,” Silver says to Peanut and Ring as she walks away.
“Uh? What about our hangers? We at least got twenty!” Spraypaint says.
“Alright final results,” Bronze says. “Girl Power (With some Boys) got easily the most, if you don’t believe look at it yourself. Next up is Brightest Lights with thirty, then Murder with half of that at fifteen, then Kit & Spraypaint & Rosey & Hanger & Peanut & Ring & Plasma Ball & Bouquet & Bowling Ball & Eyepatch which got 8, then our bottom two Nice Time Again only got 3 and Evil Milk Container got 0 so they’re up for elimination,”
“Oh no,” Taco says.
“Up for elimination again?” Spellbook says.
“But what’s wrong with our team?” Leafy asks.
“New deal at Cane’s you can get 16 billion chicken tenders for the price of 10 billion if you can bomb a-” Cane’s Cup begins to say.
“I ATE A BEE GUYS!” Sketchpad yells and runs around like a maniac.
“I’m leaving,” Cattail says and walks away.
“…Go vote,”* Bronze says to the audience watching at home.
