Makes you wonder….

-> Cash grabbed the collar of the other's sweater and yanked them back inside without a second thought. "You're not going anywhere, idiot. What the fuck do you think you're even doing?" -> Oh no... "Do you fucking THINK I'll let you go anywhere without myself or Dummy knowing? Haha, fat fucking chance."

"NO!" -> He pulled the two of them back inside and grabbed his broom, clearly agitated. "Go sit in the corner, now. You better hope Dummy hasn't woken up because of all of the trouble you're causing!"

"And I'm constantly fucking stressed trying to keep you ungrateful idiots safe! I have to suffer DAILY with hurrying that you or Player can get taken away, killed and I won't be able to make it on time." "Do you fucking know how AWFUL that is, Dummy? Because you don't. You don't have MY job. You and Player get the easy shit of just avoiding stuff! Of hiding in the shadows! I have to go out and make sure idiots are kept alive and well!" -> He elbowed the sentient dummy out of his way without a second thought, stepping into the freezer that, luckily, didn't super work anymore. "You try my job, Dummy. Then you'll understand why I try to keep you two in here as much as possible."

-> Cash grabbed the collar of the other's sweater and yanked them back inside without a second thought. "You're not going anywhere, idiot. What the fuck do you think you're even doing?" -> Oh no... "Do you fucking THINK I'll let you go anywhere without myself or Dummy knowing? Haha, fat fucking chance."

"NO!" -> He pulled the two of them back inside and grabbed his broom, clearly agitated. "Go sit in the corner, now. You better hope Dummy hasn't woken up because of all of the trouble you're causing!"

"Probably. But in all fairness I don't super care right now." -> He sighs softly and rubs at his temple, gripping his broom a little tighter. "Kyu probably doesn't care... Orby? Maybe."

"I'm worried about Player." -> He sighs softy and leans on his broom, gripping the handle a little tighter. "If we're here, that means Player has to be around here somewhere... And since we haven't found Player then-" -> He groans in annoyance.

"Maybe. They've just- They've got to be here if we're here too..." -> He rests his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter, hoisting himself onto the top and sitting there. "Maybe.... You could try. I don't know if you're gonna find anything tho... So I'm not keeping my hopes up."

"Did you-" -> He pushes himself off the front counter and goes over, looking over the dummy's shoulder to see what whatever was on the screen. "Is that them? Where are they?"

"I will. Just keep an eye on both of us." -> He does over and grabs the broom he always seemed to be sweeping with, gripping the handle tightly. "Don't let anything but me and Player come back into this fucking building, got it?" -> He didn't wait for the other to respond as he made his way to the automatic doors, hurrying out them.

Dummy tried to argue back. They were in charge! At least that’s what they thought! The only thing they could do now was go back into their usual corner and wait….

-> Cash didn't entirely know where he was going. He probably should've taken Dummy with him but honestly he needed a break from dealing with that sentient sack of stuffing. -> He gripped his broom tightly, biting his bottom lip as he looked around. He knew what Player looked like, he wouldn't be able to mistake them for anyone else. -> ....Well, he mistook Noob for Player once.

"Player..." -> The support looked down at the pulsing puddle of darkness and sighed. He's seen that before, had John Doe been around here? He couldn't bear the thought of Player being hurt. -> He stepped forward and lifted up his broom, smacking it against the puddle to make it start to fade away. "Idiot better be grateful... Stupid fucking neighbor..."

"Get off your ass, Player." -> A familiar harsh voice called out as the cashier stepped forward once the puddle was all gone, his broom covered in strange red 1's and 0's. "You're so lucky I decided to come all this way and risk my life to find you."

-> God. He hated how much his chest would tighten around this idiot. He didn't like them, not in the slightest. He didn't love them, not in the slightest. "Come on, idiot. Dummy's back at the convenient store... Or whatever copy of the store this place created. Idiot's probably worried sick for us." -> He turned sharply on his heels and gripped the un-corrupted broom, taking a glance back at Player to make sure they were following him.

Player put away the chips before following Cash with a skip in their step! So happy and oblivious to what is happening and where they are…

-> A twinge of jealousy sparked in the storekeeper's body. He sometimes hated how happy Player seemed, how oblivious they were to the horrors of just... Life in general. -> But he'd bite his tongue, he'd keep those feelings bottled up. Sometimes Player's joy made him happy too. He's not in love, not in the slightest.

-> Cash groans and grabs the other's wrist, yanking them forward to make sure they were still following him. He was annoyed, a little worked up now. "Follow. Or I'm leaving you the fuck behind." -> Oh...

"We can't, Player." -> He sighs and rolls his eyes a little, gripping the other's hand tighter. "This isn't Robloxia. We're out in the open and we're not fucking safe. So please shut up and let's get back to the store before Dummy comes running for us."

"Stop complaining." -> The pair finally arrived at the convenient store, the cashier stepping inside as the automatic doors slid open silently. "Dummy. We're back."

"They're just hungry." -> He shrugs and leans his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter and hoisting himself back up onto it, deciding to lay down and close his eyes. -> Cash sighed. There wasn't really... A proper sleeping area for the three of them, maybe he could ask Elliot for some blankets and stuff.

-> Cashier didn't say anything and rolled onto his side, curling up slightly as he rested atop of the front counter, hugging himself a little. He just decided to listen to the other two. -> Dummy's voice, Player munching away on whatever they could get their hands on.

"That rug's going to be ice cold." -> Oh well, it would be if the freezer even worked here. Most of what would've been in there has warmed up by now and is most likely... Inedible too. What a shame!

-> Cash groaned a little in annoyance. He didn't want to get up and move, but he also didn't want someone bitching at him either so he just... Complied. -> He got down from the front counter and laid down on the rug as well, keeping his distance from the others and laying on his side, arms crossed over his chest.

As soon as the other laid down Player jumped onto him and wrapped their whole body around him. They squeezed tightly and snuggled in as Dummy laughed.

"Let go of me, idiot..." -> He squirmed a little but didn't bother to actually try and break out of the other's hold. God, this was fucking embarrassing. He wouldn't admin he liked this.

"I can't- Sleep like this, idiot! Let me go!" -> He squirmed a little more, starting to actually get uncomfortable now. He didn't like all of this.... Touchy feely stuff. He squirmed more, trying to break away. "You're crushing my ribs!"

"It's fine or whatever... Just don't squeeze me..." -> He rubs at his face a little and keeps his gaze averted, trying his hardest not to look at the other two from his world. He didn't need one of them making fun of him. "Let's just.... Whatever."

"Stop treating them like a dog, Dummy... Ugh..." -> He closes his eyes and finally relaxes. He still didn't like being so close to others while he slept, but he decided not to complain about it anymore. "You need sleep too, Dummy. Get down here."

"You just... Lay down, close your eyes and eventually you pass out. There's nothing else to it." -> He shrugs a little. "So just... Lay down, close your eyes and eventually you'll pass the fuck out. You haven't had to sleep back then but... You'll probably have to now."

"You are Robloxian, dumbass." -> He grumbled a little. He didn't like being sandwiched between the other two but once again didn't bother to complain. He just wanted to fall asleep. "So help me god if there's drool in my hair I am choking them..."

"Probably. But in all fairness I don't super care right now." -> He sighs softly and rubs at his temple, gripping his broom a little tighter. "Kyu probably doesn't care... Orby? Maybe."

"I'm worried about Player." -> He sighs softy and leans on his broom, gripping the handle a little tighter. "If we're here, that means Player has to be around here somewhere... And since we haven't found Player then-" -> He groans in annoyance.

"Maybe. They've just- They've got to be here if we're here too..." -> He rests his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter, hoisting himself onto the top and sitting there. "Maybe.... You could try. I don't know if you're gonna find anything tho... So I'm not keeping my hopes up."

"Did you-" -> He pushes himself off the front counter and goes over, looking over the dummy's shoulder to see what whatever was on the screen. "Is that them? Where are they?"

"I will. Just keep an eye on both of us." -> He does over and grabs the broom he always seemed to be sweeping with, gripping the handle tightly. "Don't let anything but me and Player come back into this fucking building, got it?" -> He didn't wait for the other to respond as he made his way to the automatic doors, hurrying out them.

Dummy tried to argue back. They were in charge! At least that’s what they thought! The only thing they could do now was go back into their usual corner and wait….

-> Cash didn't entirely know where he was going. He probably should've taken Dummy with him but honestly he needed a break from dealing with that sentient sack of stuffing. -> He gripped his broom tightly, biting his bottom lip as he looked around. He knew what Player looked like, he wouldn't be able to mistake them for anyone else. -> ....Well, he mistook Noob for Player once.

"Player..." -> The support looked down at the pulsing puddle of darkness and sighed. He's seen that before, had John Doe been around here? He couldn't bear the thought of Player being hurt. -> He stepped forward and lifted up his broom, smacking it against the puddle to make it start to fade away. "Idiot better be grateful... Stupid fucking neighbor..."

"Get off your ass, Player." -> A familiar harsh voice called out as the cashier stepped forward once the puddle was all gone, his broom covered in strange red 1's and 0's. "You're so lucky I decided to come all this way and risk my life to find you."

-> God. He hated how much his chest would tighten around this idiot. He didn't like them, not in the slightest. He didn't love them, not in the slightest. "Come on, idiot. Dummy's back at the convenient store... Or whatever copy of the store this place created. Idiot's probably worried sick for us." -> He turned sharply on his heels and gripped the un-corrupted broom, taking a glance back at Player to make sure they were following him.

Player put away the chips before following Cash with a skip in their step! So happy and oblivious to what is happening and where they are…

-> A twinge of jealousy sparked in the storekeeper's body. He sometimes hated how happy Player seemed, how oblivious they were to the horrors of just... Life in general. -> But he'd bite his tongue, he'd keep those feelings bottled up. Sometimes Player's joy made him happy too. He's not in love, not in the slightest.

-> Cash groans and grabs the other's wrist, yanking them forward to make sure they were still following him. He was annoyed, a little worked up now. "Follow. Or I'm leaving you the fuck behind." -> Oh...

"We can't, Player." -> He sighs and rolls his eyes a little, gripping the other's hand tighter. "This isn't Robloxia. We're out in the open and we're not fucking safe. So please shut up and let's get back to the store before Dummy comes running for us."

"Stop complaining." -> The pair finally arrived at the convenient store, the cashier stepping inside as the automatic doors slid open silently. "Dummy. We're back."

"They're just hungry." -> He shrugs and leans his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter and hoisting himself back up onto it, deciding to lay down and close his eyes. -> Cash sighed. There wasn't really... A proper sleeping area for the three of them, maybe he could ask Elliot for some blankets and stuff.

-> Cashier didn't say anything and rolled onto his side, curling up slightly as he rested atop of the front counter, hugging himself a little. He just decided to listen to the other two. -> Dummy's voice, Player munching away on whatever they could get their hands on.

"That rug's going to be ice cold." -> Oh well, it would be if the freezer even worked here. Most of what would've been in there has warmed up by now and is most likely... Inedible too. What a shame!

-> Cash groaned a little in annoyance. He didn't want to get up and move, but he also didn't want someone bitching at him either so he just... Complied. -> He got down from the front counter and laid down on the rug as well, keeping his distance from the others and laying on his side, arms crossed over his chest.

As soon as the other laid down Player jumped onto him and wrapped their whole body around him. They squeezed tightly and snuggled in as Dummy laughed.

"Let go of me, idiot..." -> He squirmed a little but didn't bother to actually try and break out of the other's hold. God, this was fucking embarrassing. He wouldn't admin he liked this.

"I can't- Sleep like this, idiot! Let me go!" -> He squirmed a little more, starting to actually get uncomfortable now. He didn't like all of this.... Touchy feely stuff. He squirmed more, trying to break away. "You're crushing my ribs!"

"It's fine or whatever... Just don't squeeze me..." -> He rubs at his face a little and keeps his gaze averted, trying his hardest not to look at the other two from his world. He didn't need one of them making fun of him. "Let's just.... Whatever."

"Stop treating them like a dog, Dummy... Ugh..." -> He closes his eyes and finally relaxes. He still didn't like being so close to others while he slept, but he decided not to complain about it anymore. "You need sleep too, Dummy. Get down here."

"You just... Lay down, close your eyes and eventually you pass out. There's nothing else to it." -> He shrugs a little. "So just... Lay down, close your eyes and eventually you'll pass the fuck out. You haven't had to sleep back then but... You'll probably have to now."

"Probably. But in all fairness I don't super care right now." -> He sighs softly and rubs at his temple, gripping his broom a little tighter. "Kyu probably doesn't care... Orby? Maybe."

"I'm worried about Player." -> He sighs softy and leans on his broom, gripping the handle a little tighter. "If we're here, that means Player has to be around here somewhere... And since we haven't found Player then-" -> He groans in annoyance.

"Maybe. They've just- They've got to be here if we're here too..." -> He rests his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter, hoisting himself onto the top and sitting there. "Maybe.... You could try. I don't know if you're gonna find anything tho... So I'm not keeping my hopes up."

"Did you-" -> He pushes himself off the front counter and goes over, looking over the dummy's shoulder to see what whatever was on the screen. "Is that them? Where are they?"

"I will. Just keep an eye on both of us." -> He does over and grabs the broom he always seemed to be sweeping with, gripping the handle tightly. "Don't let anything but me and Player come back into this fucking building, got it?" -> He didn't wait for the other to respond as he made his way to the automatic doors, hurrying out them.

Dummy tried to argue back. They were in charge! At least that’s what they thought! The only thing they could do now was go back into their usual corner and wait….

-> Cash didn't entirely know where he was going. He probably should've taken Dummy with him but honestly he needed a break from dealing with that sentient sack of stuffing. -> He gripped his broom tightly, biting his bottom lip as he looked around. He knew what Player looked like, he wouldn't be able to mistake them for anyone else. -> ....Well, he mistook Noob for Player once.

"Player..." -> The support looked down at the pulsing puddle of darkness and sighed. He's seen that before, had John Doe been around here? He couldn't bear the thought of Player being hurt. -> He stepped forward and lifted up his broom, smacking it against the puddle to make it start to fade away. "Idiot better be grateful... Stupid fucking neighbor..."

"Get off your ass, Player." -> A familiar harsh voice called out as the cashier stepped forward once the puddle was all gone, his broom covered in strange red 1's and 0's. "You're so lucky I decided to come all this way and risk my life to find you."

-> God. He hated how much his chest would tighten around this idiot. He didn't like them, not in the slightest. He didn't love them, not in the slightest. "Come on, idiot. Dummy's back at the convenient store... Or whatever copy of the store this place created. Idiot's probably worried sick for us." -> He turned sharply on his heels and gripped the un-corrupted broom, taking a glance back at Player to make sure they were following him.

Player put away the chips before following Cash with a skip in their step! So happy and oblivious to what is happening and where they are…

-> A twinge of jealousy sparked in the storekeeper's body. He sometimes hated how happy Player seemed, how oblivious they were to the horrors of just... Life in general. -> But he'd bite his tongue, he'd keep those feelings bottled up. Sometimes Player's joy made him happy too. He's not in love, not in the slightest.

-> Cash groans and grabs the other's wrist, yanking them forward to make sure they were still following him. He was annoyed, a little worked up now. "Follow. Or I'm leaving you the fuck behind." -> Oh...

"We can't, Player." -> He sighs and rolls his eyes a little, gripping the other's hand tighter. "This isn't Robloxia. We're out in the open and we're not fucking safe. So please shut up and let's get back to the store before Dummy comes running for us."

"Stop complaining." -> The pair finally arrived at the convenient store, the cashier stepping inside as the automatic doors slid open silently. "Dummy. We're back."

"They're just hungry." -> He shrugs and leans his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter and hoisting himself back up onto it, deciding to lay down and close his eyes. -> Cash sighed. There wasn't really... A proper sleeping area for the three of them, maybe he could ask Elliot for some blankets and stuff.

-> Cashier didn't say anything and rolled onto his side, curling up slightly as he rested atop of the front counter, hugging himself a little. He just decided to listen to the other two. -> Dummy's voice, Player munching away on whatever they could get their hands on.

"That rug's going to be ice cold." -> Oh well, it would be if the freezer even worked here. Most of what would've been in there has warmed up by now and is most likely... Inedible too. What a shame!

-> Cash groaned a little in annoyance. He didn't want to get up and move, but he also didn't want someone bitching at him either so he just... Complied. -> He got down from the front counter and laid down on the rug as well, keeping his distance from the others and laying on his side, arms crossed over his chest.

As soon as the other laid down Player jumped onto him and wrapped their whole body around him. They squeezed tightly and snuggled in as Dummy laughed.

"Let go of me, idiot..." -> He squirmed a little but didn't bother to actually try and break out of the other's hold. God, this was fucking embarrassing. He wouldn't admin he liked this.

"I can't- Sleep like this, idiot! Let me go!" -> He squirmed a little more, starting to actually get uncomfortable now. He didn't like all of this.... Touchy feely stuff. He squirmed more, trying to break away. "You're crushing my ribs!"

"It's fine or whatever... Just don't squeeze me..." -> He rubs at his face a little and keeps his gaze averted, trying his hardest not to look at the other two from his world. He didn't need one of them making fun of him. "Let's just.... Whatever."

"Stop treating them like a dog, Dummy... Ugh..." -> He closes his eyes and finally relaxes. He still didn't like being so close to others while he slept, but he decided not to complain about it anymore. "You need sleep too, Dummy. Get down here."

"Probably. But in all fairness I don't super care right now." -> He sighs softly and rubs at his temple, gripping his broom a little tighter. "Kyu probably doesn't care... Orby? Maybe."

"I'm worried about Player." -> He sighs softy and leans on his broom, gripping the handle a little tighter. "If we're here, that means Player has to be around here somewhere... And since we haven't found Player then-" -> He groans in annoyance.

"Maybe. They've just- They've got to be here if we're here too..." -> He rests his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter, hoisting himself onto the top and sitting there. "Maybe.... You could try. I don't know if you're gonna find anything tho... So I'm not keeping my hopes up."

"Did you-" -> He pushes himself off the front counter and goes over, looking over the dummy's shoulder to see what whatever was on the screen. "Is that them? Where are they?"

"I will. Just keep an eye on both of us." -> He does over and grabs the broom he always seemed to be sweeping with, gripping the handle tightly. "Don't let anything but me and Player come back into this fucking building, got it?" -> He didn't wait for the other to respond as he made his way to the automatic doors, hurrying out them.

Dummy tried to argue back. They were in charge! At least that’s what they thought! The only thing they could do now was go back into their usual corner and wait….

-> Cash didn't entirely know where he was going. He probably should've taken Dummy with him but honestly he needed a break from dealing with that sentient sack of stuffing. -> He gripped his broom tightly, biting his bottom lip as he looked around. He knew what Player looked like, he wouldn't be able to mistake them for anyone else. -> ....Well, he mistook Noob for Player once.

"Player..." -> The support looked down at the pulsing puddle of darkness and sighed. He's seen that before, had John Doe been around here? He couldn't bear the thought of Player being hurt. -> He stepped forward and lifted up his broom, smacking it against the puddle to make it start to fade away. "Idiot better be grateful... Stupid fucking neighbor..."

"Get off your ass, Player." -> A familiar harsh voice called out as the cashier stepped forward once the puddle was all gone, his broom covered in strange red 1's and 0's. "You're so lucky I decided to come all this way and risk my life to find you."

-> God. He hated how much his chest would tighten around this idiot. He didn't like them, not in the slightest. He didn't love them, not in the slightest. "Come on, idiot. Dummy's back at the convenient store... Or whatever copy of the store this place created. Idiot's probably worried sick for us." -> He turned sharply on his heels and gripped the un-corrupted broom, taking a glance back at Player to make sure they were following him.

Player put away the chips before following Cash with a skip in their step! So happy and oblivious to what is happening and where they are…

-> A twinge of jealousy sparked in the storekeeper's body. He sometimes hated how happy Player seemed, how oblivious they were to the horrors of just... Life in general. -> But he'd bite his tongue, he'd keep those feelings bottled up. Sometimes Player's joy made him happy too. He's not in love, not in the slightest.

-> Cash groans and grabs the other's wrist, yanking them forward to make sure they were still following him. He was annoyed, a little worked up now. "Follow. Or I'm leaving you the fuck behind." -> Oh...

"We can't, Player." -> He sighs and rolls his eyes a little, gripping the other's hand tighter. "This isn't Robloxia. We're out in the open and we're not fucking safe. So please shut up and let's get back to the store before Dummy comes running for us."

"Stop complaining." -> The pair finally arrived at the convenient store, the cashier stepping inside as the automatic doors slid open silently. "Dummy. We're back."

"They're just hungry." -> He shrugs and leans his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter and hoisting himself back up onto it, deciding to lay down and close his eyes. -> Cash sighed. There wasn't really... A proper sleeping area for the three of them, maybe he could ask Elliot for some blankets and stuff.

-> Cashier didn't say anything and rolled onto his side, curling up slightly as he rested atop of the front counter, hugging himself a little. He just decided to listen to the other two. -> Dummy's voice, Player munching away on whatever they could get their hands on.

"Probably. But in all fairness I don't super care right now." -> He sighs softly and rubs at his temple, gripping his broom a little tighter. "Kyu probably doesn't care... Orby? Maybe."

"I'm worried about Player." -> He sighs softy and leans on his broom, gripping the handle a little tighter. "If we're here, that means Player has to be around here somewhere... And since we haven't found Player then-" -> He groans in annoyance.

"Maybe. They've just- They've got to be here if we're here too..." -> He rests his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter, hoisting himself onto the top and sitting there. "Maybe.... You could try. I don't know if you're gonna find anything tho... So I'm not keeping my hopes up."

"Did you-" -> He pushes himself off the front counter and goes over, looking over the dummy's shoulder to see what whatever was on the screen. "Is that them? Where are they?"

"I will. Just keep an eye on both of us." -> He does over and grabs the broom he always seemed to be sweeping with, gripping the handle tightly. "Don't let anything but me and Player come back into this fucking building, got it?" -> He didn't wait for the other to respond as he made his way to the automatic doors, hurrying out them.

Dummy tried to argue back. They were in charge! At least that’s what they thought! The only thing they could do now was go back into their usual corner and wait….

-> Cash didn't entirely know where he was going. He probably should've taken Dummy with him but honestly he needed a break from dealing with that sentient sack of stuffing. -> He gripped his broom tightly, biting his bottom lip as he looked around. He knew what Player looked like, he wouldn't be able to mistake them for anyone else. -> ....Well, he mistook Noob for Player once.

"Player..." -> The support looked down at the pulsing puddle of darkness and sighed. He's seen that before, had John Doe been around here? He couldn't bear the thought of Player being hurt. -> He stepped forward and lifted up his broom, smacking it against the puddle to make it start to fade away. "Idiot better be grateful... Stupid fucking neighbor..."

"Get off your ass, Player." -> A familiar harsh voice called out as the cashier stepped forward once the puddle was all gone, his broom covered in strange red 1's and 0's. "You're so lucky I decided to come all this way and risk my life to find you."

-> God. He hated how much his chest would tighten around this idiot. He didn't like them, not in the slightest. He didn't love them, not in the slightest. "Come on, idiot. Dummy's back at the convenient store... Or whatever copy of the store this place created. Idiot's probably worried sick for us." -> He turned sharply on his heels and gripped the un-corrupted broom, taking a glance back at Player to make sure they were following him.

Player put away the chips before following Cash with a skip in their step! So happy and oblivious to what is happening and where they are…

-> A twinge of jealousy sparked in the storekeeper's body. He sometimes hated how happy Player seemed, how oblivious they were to the horrors of just... Life in general. -> But he'd bite his tongue, he'd keep those feelings bottled up. Sometimes Player's joy made him happy too. He's not in love, not in the slightest.

-> Cash groans and grabs the other's wrist, yanking them forward to make sure they were still following him. He was annoyed, a little worked up now. "Follow. Or I'm leaving you the fuck behind." -> Oh...

"We can't, Player." -> He sighs and rolls his eyes a little, gripping the other's hand tighter. "This isn't Robloxia. We're out in the open and we're not fucking safe. So please shut up and let's get back to the store before Dummy comes running for us."

"Stop complaining." -> The pair finally arrived at the convenient store, the cashier stepping inside as the automatic doors slid open silently. "Dummy. We're back."

"They're just hungry." -> He shrugs and leans his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter and hoisting himself back up onto it, deciding to lay down and close his eyes. -> Cash sighed. There wasn't really... A proper sleeping area for the three of them, maybe he could ask Elliot for some blankets and stuff.

"Probably. But in all fairness I don't super care right now." -> He sighs softly and rubs at his temple, gripping his broom a little tighter. "Kyu probably doesn't care... Orby? Maybe."

"I'm worried about Player." -> He sighs softy and leans on his broom, gripping the handle a little tighter. "If we're here, that means Player has to be around here somewhere... And since we haven't found Player then-" -> He groans in annoyance.

"Maybe. They've just- They've got to be here if we're here too..." -> He rests his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter, hoisting himself onto the top and sitting there. "Maybe.... You could try. I don't know if you're gonna find anything tho... So I'm not keeping my hopes up."

"Did you-" -> He pushes himself off the front counter and goes over, looking over the dummy's shoulder to see what whatever was on the screen. "Is that them? Where are they?"

"I will. Just keep an eye on both of us." -> He does over and grabs the broom he always seemed to be sweeping with, gripping the handle tightly. "Don't let anything but me and Player come back into this fucking building, got it?" -> He didn't wait for the other to respond as he made his way to the automatic doors, hurrying out them.

Dummy tried to argue back. They were in charge! At least that’s what they thought! The only thing they could do now was go back into their usual corner and wait….

-> Cash didn't entirely know where he was going. He probably should've taken Dummy with him but honestly he needed a break from dealing with that sentient sack of stuffing. -> He gripped his broom tightly, biting his bottom lip as he looked around. He knew what Player looked like, he wouldn't be able to mistake them for anyone else. -> ....Well, he mistook Noob for Player once.

"Player..." -> The support looked down at the pulsing puddle of darkness and sighed. He's seen that before, had John Doe been around here? He couldn't bear the thought of Player being hurt. -> He stepped forward and lifted up his broom, smacking it against the puddle to make it start to fade away. "Idiot better be grateful... Stupid fucking neighbor..."

"Get off your ass, Player." -> A familiar harsh voice called out as the cashier stepped forward once the puddle was all gone, his broom covered in strange red 1's and 0's. "You're so lucky I decided to come all this way and risk my life to find you."

-> God. He hated how much his chest would tighten around this idiot. He didn't like them, not in the slightest. He didn't love them, not in the slightest. "Come on, idiot. Dummy's back at the convenient store... Or whatever copy of the store this place created. Idiot's probably worried sick for us." -> He turned sharply on his heels and gripped the un-corrupted broom, taking a glance back at Player to make sure they were following him.

Player put away the chips before following Cash with a skip in their step! So happy and oblivious to what is happening and where they are…

-> A twinge of jealousy sparked in the storekeeper's body. He sometimes hated how happy Player seemed, how oblivious they were to the horrors of just... Life in general. -> But he'd bite his tongue, he'd keep those feelings bottled up. Sometimes Player's joy made him happy too. He's not in love, not in the slightest.

-> Cash groans and grabs the other's wrist, yanking them forward to make sure they were still following him. He was annoyed, a little worked up now. "Follow. Or I'm leaving you the fuck behind." -> Oh...

"We can't, Player." -> He sighs and rolls his eyes a little, gripping the other's hand tighter. "This isn't Robloxia. We're out in the open and we're not fucking safe. So please shut up and let's get back to the store before Dummy comes running for us."

"Stop complaining." -> The pair finally arrived at the convenient store, the cashier stepping inside as the automatic doors slid open silently. "Dummy. We're back."

"Probably. But in all fairness I don't super care right now." -> He sighs softly and rubs at his temple, gripping his broom a little tighter. "Kyu probably doesn't care... Orby? Maybe."

"I'm worried about Player." -> He sighs softy and leans on his broom, gripping the handle a little tighter. "If we're here, that means Player has to be around here somewhere... And since we haven't found Player then-" -> He groans in annoyance.

"Maybe. They've just- They've got to be here if we're here too..." -> He rests his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter, hoisting himself onto the top and sitting there. "Maybe.... You could try. I don't know if you're gonna find anything tho... So I'm not keeping my hopes up."

"Did you-" -> He pushes himself off the front counter and goes over, looking over the dummy's shoulder to see what whatever was on the screen. "Is that them? Where are they?"

"I will. Just keep an eye on both of us." -> He does over and grabs the broom he always seemed to be sweeping with, gripping the handle tightly. "Don't let anything but me and Player come back into this fucking building, got it?" -> He didn't wait for the other to respond as he made his way to the automatic doors, hurrying out them.

Dummy tried to argue back. They were in charge! At least that’s what they thought! The only thing they could do now was go back into their usual corner and wait….

"Probably. But in all fairness I don't super care right now." -> He sighs softly and rubs at his temple, gripping his broom a little tighter. "Kyu probably doesn't care... Orby? Maybe."

"I'm worried about Player." -> He sighs softy and leans on his broom, gripping the handle a little tighter. "If we're here, that means Player has to be around here somewhere... And since we haven't found Player then-" -> He groans in annoyance.

"Maybe. They've just- They've got to be here if we're here too..." -> He rests his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter, hoisting himself onto the top and sitting there. "Maybe.... You could try. I don't know if you're gonna find anything tho... So I'm not keeping my hopes up."

"Did you-" -> He pushes himself off the front counter and goes over, looking over the dummy's shoulder to see what whatever was on the screen. "Is that them? Where are they?"

"Probably. But in all fairness I don't super care right now." -> He sighs softly and rubs at his temple, gripping his broom a little tighter. "Kyu probably doesn't care... Orby? Maybe."

"I'm worried about Player." -> He sighs softy and leans on his broom, gripping the handle a little tighter. "If we're here, that means Player has to be around here somewhere... And since we haven't found Player then-" -> He groans in annoyance.

"Maybe. They've just- They've got to be here if we're here too..." -> He rests his broom against the wall before going over to the front counter, hoisting himself onto the top and sitting there. "Maybe.... You could try. I don't know if you're gonna find anything tho... So I'm not keeping my hopes up."

"Probably. But in all fairness I don't super care right now." -> He sighs softly and rubs at his temple, gripping his broom a little tighter. "Kyu probably doesn't care... Orby? Maybe."

"I'm worried about Player." -> He sighs softy and leans on his broom, gripping the handle a little tighter. "If we're here, that means Player has to be around here somewhere... And since we haven't found Player then-" -> He groans in annoyance.

"Probably. But in all fairness I don't super care right now." -> He sighs softly and rubs at his temple, gripping his broom a little tighter. "Kyu probably doesn't care... Orby? Maybe."

-> It was the convenience store! The same convenience store that the dummy always stood outside of time and time again for god knows how fucking along. -> The doors slid open with that familiar little "ding!" and... A certain young man dressed in greens and blacks and a visor was standing at the counter. Was that...?"

-> Cashier seemed to snap back to reality at the other's voice, his head lazily turning towards the sentient dummy with a slight groan. "So you're in this hell too?" -> Huh? What was he talking about?

"Not really, no. It's good that you've managed to find one of the two safe houses... Bad news is that no one ELSE knows you're here with me. So they won't know if you're friend or foe." -> .....What? "Just- Be careful, okay? You're basically a lamb for the slaughter here, Dummy. None of what you could do before applies here. I don't even have my fucking sword..."

"I can't eat my own food." -> Okay. What now? "I need to get food from the other healer that's here... You remember Elliot, right? That guy I'd always order pizza from... Wouldn't be shocked if you've seen him because you just... Stood outside the store all day long."

-> He sighs softly and shakes his head. "I know basic medical shit, Dummy. I'm not that fucking uneducated. It's just.... Ugh, why am I bothering to explain anything to you? You're not gonna listen anyways." "So if you die, it's on you. Not me." -> He pushes away from the front counter and grabs the nearby broom, going off to go sweep up around the place.

"Do YOU wanna think about fucking dying over and over again? Hell! Imagine having it actually happen to us. Elliot's told me how him and the others have died over and over and over again..." "Just... Let me do this so I can feel normal. So I don't have to fucking remember that we're all lambs for the slaughter, Dummy!" -> He snapped and slammed the broom down without thinking. Oh- Seems like Cashier was more stressed than usual. "Be fucking lucky I even let you in! Because I could've left you out to the dogs! They're things here that'll kill us, Dummy. Kill us and have no remorse for it!" "Hell, I don't even know what YOU do. Do you heal? Do you help fight off the killers? Or do you just have means to protect yourself?"

"I see you don't fucking listen to me, Dummy. I literally said we're lambs for the slaughter here. Which would, y'know, imply that SOMEONE or SOMETHING is trying to kill us." "But fine. Whatever. Blame ME for your fucking incompetence and inability to shut up and listen to someone who isn't you for two milliseconds." -> He sighs, speaking while he sweeps around the place as if it mattered in the end. "Figure out what you can do. All I know is that I'm a "healer" or whatever. So if you get fucked up, I can fix you."

"Maybe try living my life and you'll understand why I'm like this. You got the fucking luxury of not." -> And with that, the younger Robloxian simply wondered off somewhere in the convenient store, clearly being down with the conversation at hand. -> It was obvious the other's life had been... Bad, very bad. But he never seemed willing to speak out. Fuck, if only Player was here.

-> The dummy wasn't going to get any answers from the storekeeper right now even if they really tried to. Cash was too angry, too worked up. The poor boy ALWAYS seemed to be that way. -> Cash called himself a "healer" in this world. Wasn't a healer only a video game thing? If there's healers, then there needed to be people who need to BE healed. Cash mentioned others, but where were they?

"No." -> He snapped and turned to face the dummy, his greenish-gray eyes wide with annoyance. "You are staying right fucking here until I say so. Do you fucking understand me? If you can't defend yourself than you're good at dead!" -> He marches over and yanks the dummy back harshly. "Stay. Put. No ifs, ands or buts. I don't give a single flying fuck if you want answers."

-> Cash, without thinking, slapped Dummy across the face as hard as he could. Usually, something like this wouldn't have hurt back in their world but.... OW. Now it's hurting. "Stay put your useless excuse for a sentient being. Do you just ENJOY making my life harder for me? Do you ENJOY being nothing more than fucking problem?" -> His voice raised, his eyes blowing up wide as he shook. "DO YOU JUST WANT TO LET ME WATCH YOU FUCKING DIE OVER AND OVER AGAIN BECAUSE YOU CAN'T FUCKING SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME? I'VE BEEN HERE LONGER THAN YOU, DUMMY! WE'RE IN FUCKING HELL AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T LEARNED HOW TO LISTEN!"

"Feel lucky I didn't do worse." -> He sighs and shakes his own hand slightly. He's hit the dummy before, sure, but this was the first time he's actually HURT the other. He... Sort of felt bad, but he wasn't going to show that. "We still have no idea what you're capable of, Dummy. And if you're smart enough then you'll get to work on figuring that out. I need to somehow send a message to the others that you're here now..."

-> Cashier was going to say something, but he froze up at the sound of the automatic doors opening up with a gentle "ding!" ringing out through the store. -> Two people stepped inside. One of noticeably younger and rounder, dressed in reds and blacks with his golden locs pulled back into a ponytail. He looked weirdly similar to Cashier. -> The other was older and rougher looking, dressed up in camo and military gear with blue and white hair and a large scar over his face. "Elliot- And 1337..."

"Cash-" "I'm fine, Elliot. Why are you and that soldier here anyways? We don't really need anything from you guys." "I got worried- A-And I asked 1337 if he'd come with me to check up on you... And- And whoever that is..." -> Cashier sighs and crosses his arms over his chest, his eyes briefly focusing on Dummy before he looked back at the other survivors. "Elliot, 1337. That's Dummy. Dummy, these are Elliot and 1337."

"Are... Are they okay? T-They're bruised on their-" -> Cashier looked away and rubbed the back of his neck, a slight hunch to his shoulders that didn't go unnoticed by Elliot. "You did something impulsive again, did you?" "....Yes." "And you didn't apologize, did you?" "No..." -> Elliot glanced back at 1337 before sighing and going over to Cashier, grabbing the younger healer's shoulder and bringing him over to Dummy. "Apologize for what you did, Cash."

"He's not going to do it himself, Dummy. He's got a pride bigger than 1337's... Besides, I know Cash didn't mean to hurt you for whatever you did. He's... Violent, for unfortunate reasons." "D-Don't tell them-" "I'm not gonna tell them what happened, Cash. Just apologize, okay? We both know you didn't mean to hit them." "Yeah. I didn't. I'm... I'm sorry, Dummy."

"A-A slap to the face is honestly one of the better things you could feel...! T-Trust me when I say that... Y-You don't wanna be stabbed through the stomach." "Or have a sword jabbed into your skull." "Or have a spike got right up your uh... Nether regions!" "Yeah. It sucks here."

"Y-Yeah... And besides! M-Mine and 1337's group of survivors are very willing to help with things get rough...! W-We've got a lot of people. S-Supports, sentinels and survivalists..." -> What was this guy talking about? "Yeah. Soldier guy over here is one of the sentinels..."

“I…don’t even know what I can do. I know what I could do but now? I haven’t checked. I don’t even know how to check….”

"Do you have any healing items on you?" "They don't." "Okay.... Did you have any weapons?" "Nope, they didn't have that either..." "So... That means you're a survivalist... Y-You basically have to keep yourself away from the killer, do what needs to be done and survivor as long as you can..." -> Elliot looks over at 1337 as he bounces on the balls of his heels, biting his bottom lip a little. "1337 is one of our strongest sentinels...! H-He's one of the people you should go to if you need protection or help..."

"You aren't USELESS, Dummy. We just haven't figured out what you can do yet. No one's truly useless here. The uh- The Spectre won't allow that." "Oh yeah... That fuckin' thing." "W-We have a teammate named Two Time and... A-And they don't really have any abilities yet they're one of our most useful! We just need to figure out what you have to keep yourself alive."

"Well for once you don't. So stop complaining and let's figure out how you're able to keep yourself alive. Ells, could you explain what YOUR survivalists do?" "Y-Yeah... My best friend Noob has... H-Has some food items to help keep them alive. Bloxy cola to speed themselves up, some slateskin potions to guard themselves and a ghostburger to make themselves invisible..." "And Dummy has nothing like those items. So that's out of the question entirely." "Right... 7-7n7 has the ability to use some exploits... E-Exploits and the ability to clone himself too... And teleport. A-And then there's Two Time, they don't have anything really but they can kinda..." "Be reborn, in a sense. Another chance before actual death." "Yeah."

-> Cashier perked up and snapped his fingers. "There's a chance you can still teleport! Dummy, you need to try it out now. Because that could be your means of protecting yourself..." "Maybe you have abilities similar to 7 then... W-We should get you two talking and whatnot..."

-> It was the convenience store! The same convenience store that the dummy always stood outside of time and time again for god knows how fucking along. -> The doors slid open with that familiar little "ding!" and... A certain young man dressed in greens and blacks and a visor was standing at the counter. Was that...?"

-> Cashier seemed to snap back to reality at the other's voice, his head lazily turning towards the sentient dummy with a slight groan. "So you're in this hell too?" -> Huh? What was he talking about?

"Not really, no. It's good that you've managed to find one of the two safe houses... Bad news is that no one ELSE knows you're here with me. So they won't know if you're friend or foe." -> .....What? "Just- Be careful, okay? You're basically a lamb for the slaughter here, Dummy. None of what you could do before applies here. I don't even have my fucking sword..."

"I can't eat my own food." -> Okay. What now? "I need to get food from the other healer that's here... You remember Elliot, right? That guy I'd always order pizza from... Wouldn't be shocked if you've seen him because you just... Stood outside the store all day long."

-> He sighs softly and shakes his head. "I know basic medical shit, Dummy. I'm not that fucking uneducated. It's just.... Ugh, why am I bothering to explain anything to you? You're not gonna listen anyways." "So if you die, it's on you. Not me." -> He pushes away from the front counter and grabs the nearby broom, going off to go sweep up around the place.

"Do YOU wanna think about fucking dying over and over again? Hell! Imagine having it actually happen to us. Elliot's told me how him and the others have died over and over and over again..." "Just... Let me do this so I can feel normal. So I don't have to fucking remember that we're all lambs for the slaughter, Dummy!" -> He snapped and slammed the broom down without thinking. Oh- Seems like Cashier was more stressed than usual. "Be fucking lucky I even let you in! Because I could've left you out to the dogs! They're things here that'll kill us, Dummy. Kill us and have no remorse for it!" "Hell, I don't even know what YOU do. Do you heal? Do you help fight off the killers? Or do you just have means to protect yourself?"

"I see you don't fucking listen to me, Dummy. I literally said we're lambs for the slaughter here. Which would, y'know, imply that SOMEONE or SOMETHING is trying to kill us." "But fine. Whatever. Blame ME for your fucking incompetence and inability to shut up and listen to someone who isn't you for two milliseconds." -> He sighs, speaking while he sweeps around the place as if it mattered in the end. "Figure out what you can do. All I know is that I'm a "healer" or whatever. So if you get fucked up, I can fix you."

"Maybe try living my life and you'll understand why I'm like this. You got the fucking luxury of not." -> And with that, the younger Robloxian simply wondered off somewhere in the convenient store, clearly being down with the conversation at hand. -> It was obvious the other's life had been... Bad, very bad. But he never seemed willing to speak out. Fuck, if only Player was here.

-> The dummy wasn't going to get any answers from the storekeeper right now even if they really tried to. Cash was too angry, too worked up. The poor boy ALWAYS seemed to be that way. -> Cash called himself a "healer" in this world. Wasn't a healer only a video game thing? If there's healers, then there needed to be people who need to BE healed. Cash mentioned others, but where were they?

"No." -> He snapped and turned to face the dummy, his greenish-gray eyes wide with annoyance. "You are staying right fucking here until I say so. Do you fucking understand me? If you can't defend yourself than you're good at dead!" -> He marches over and yanks the dummy back harshly. "Stay. Put. No ifs, ands or buts. I don't give a single flying fuck if you want answers."

-> Cash, without thinking, slapped Dummy across the face as hard as he could. Usually, something like this wouldn't have hurt back in their world but.... OW. Now it's hurting. "Stay put your useless excuse for a sentient being. Do you just ENJOY making my life harder for me? Do you ENJOY being nothing more than fucking problem?" -> His voice raised, his eyes blowing up wide as he shook. "DO YOU JUST WANT TO LET ME WATCH YOU FUCKING DIE OVER AND OVER AGAIN BECAUSE YOU CAN'T FUCKING SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME? I'VE BEEN HERE LONGER THAN YOU, DUMMY! WE'RE IN FUCKING HELL AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T LEARNED HOW TO LISTEN!"

"Feel lucky I didn't do worse." -> He sighs and shakes his own hand slightly. He's hit the dummy before, sure, but this was the first time he's actually HURT the other. He... Sort of felt bad, but he wasn't going to show that. "We still have no idea what you're capable of, Dummy. And if you're smart enough then you'll get to work on figuring that out. I need to somehow send a message to the others that you're here now..."

-> Cashier was going to say something, but he froze up at the sound of the automatic doors opening up with a gentle "ding!" ringing out through the store. -> Two people stepped inside. One of noticeably younger and rounder, dressed in reds and blacks with his golden locs pulled back into a ponytail. He looked weirdly similar to Cashier. -> The other was older and rougher looking, dressed up in camo and military gear with blue and white hair and a large scar over his face. "Elliot- And 1337..."

"Cash-" "I'm fine, Elliot. Why are you and that soldier here anyways? We don't really need anything from you guys." "I got worried- A-And I asked 1337 if he'd come with me to check up on you... And- And whoever that is..." -> Cashier sighs and crosses his arms over his chest, his eyes briefly focusing on Dummy before he looked back at the other survivors. "Elliot, 1337. That's Dummy. Dummy, these are Elliot and 1337."

"Are... Are they okay? T-They're bruised on their-" -> Cashier looked away and rubbed the back of his neck, a slight hunch to his shoulders that didn't go unnoticed by Elliot. "You did something impulsive again, did you?" "....Yes." "And you didn't apologize, did you?" "No..." -> Elliot glanced back at 1337 before sighing and going over to Cashier, grabbing the younger healer's shoulder and bringing him over to Dummy. "Apologize for what you did, Cash."

"He's not going to do it himself, Dummy. He's got a pride bigger than 1337's... Besides, I know Cash didn't mean to hurt you for whatever you did. He's... Violent, for unfortunate reasons." "D-Don't tell them-" "I'm not gonna tell them what happened, Cash. Just apologize, okay? We both know you didn't mean to hit them." "Yeah. I didn't. I'm... I'm sorry, Dummy."

"A-A slap to the face is honestly one of the better things you could feel...! T-Trust me when I say that... Y-You don't wanna be stabbed through the stomach." "Or have a sword jabbed into your skull." "Or have a spike got right up your uh... Nether regions!" "Yeah. It sucks here."

"Y-Yeah... And besides! M-Mine and 1337's group of survivors are very willing to help with things get rough...! W-We've got a lot of people. S-Supports, sentinels and survivalists..." -> What was this guy talking about? "Yeah. Soldier guy over here is one of the sentinels..."

“I…don’t even know what I can do. I know what I could do but now? I haven’t checked. I don’t even know how to check….”

"Do you have any healing items on you?" "They don't." "Okay.... Did you have any weapons?" "Nope, they didn't have that either..." "So... That means you're a survivalist... Y-You basically have to keep yourself away from the killer, do what needs to be done and survivor as long as you can..." -> Elliot looks over at 1337 as he bounces on the balls of his heels, biting his bottom lip a little. "1337 is one of our strongest sentinels...! H-He's one of the people you should go to if you need protection or help..."

"You aren't USELESS, Dummy. We just haven't figured out what you can do yet. No one's truly useless here. The uh- The Spectre won't allow that." "Oh yeah... That fuckin' thing." "W-We have a teammate named Two Time and... A-And they don't really have any abilities yet they're one of our most useful! We just need to figure out what you have to keep yourself alive."

"Well for once you don't. So stop complaining and let's figure out how you're able to keep yourself alive. Ells, could you explain what YOUR survivalists do?" "Y-Yeah... My best friend Noob has... H-Has some food items to help keep them alive. Bloxy cola to speed themselves up, some slateskin potions to guard themselves and a ghostburger to make themselves invisible..." "And Dummy has nothing like those items. So that's out of the question entirely." "Right... 7-7n7 has the ability to use some exploits... E-Exploits and the ability to clone himself too... And teleport. A-And then there's Two Time, they don't have anything really but they can kinda..." "Be reborn, in a sense. Another chance before actual death." "Yeah."