Socks harem amnesia plot I promised everyone (please save me from this hell)

Arithmomania

As Socks made it O2, Socks noticed Laff was no longer anywhere in sight. No big deal, he could fix O2 by himself!

Wait...

He didn't remember how to fix O2...

As Socks stood there, desperately trying to recall what he was to do, he heard familiar voices approaching.

Meme: "And that's how I graduated from Harvard while saving 15 puppies from a burning orphanage!"

Muffin: "Yeah, but that still doesn't answer my question of how to legally trick someone into adopting me!"

Socks:

The two were surprised by the sudden appearance of  the orange astronaut, quickly regaining their composure after however.

Socks: "Guys how do we fix O2-

Meme: "Oh, hey buddy-pal-friend-chum-..."

Socks: "Meme-"

Meme: "partner-associate-colleague-companion-"

Socks: "Meme?"

Meme: "acquaintance-mate-compatriot-"

Socks: "MEME!"

Meme: "What?"

Socks: "How do we fix O2?"

Meme: "Oh... O2! It's simple really, just go right there and there should be a sticky note with the code!"

Socks tumbled around the room until he found the keypad Meme was talking about, and entered the code

"Oh, and you should probably hurry, or we might all be doomed in..." Meme said, pulling a small tablet out of his lab coat

"12 seconds, 11..."

"What???" Socks said as he hurriedly entered the code onto the keypad quickly

"10..."

"9..."

"8..."

As Meme continued counting down, Socks pressed the enter button.

Muffin: "Isn't it kind of concerning how easily some of the most important things on this ship can be tampered with?"

"Yeah, why is that?" Socks said, sighing with relief, glad he had entered the code in time

Meme: "Oh, it's probably just a technical oversight."

The three began to walk to weapons, where they saw Tbh screamed as he ran around, covered in a red liquid.

Blood?

It's consistency seemed a little...thick... to be blood however

Following behind Tbh was Laff, who was also covered in the red liquid, holding his heads in his hands as he mumbled what seemed to be gibberish.

The three stopped in their tracks, trying to understand what what before them.

"Laff, what is this?" Meme asked worriedly, his eyes now large and wide.

"This madman suddenly just poured-" Laff tried to explain, before being abruptly cut off.

"Laff just vented right in front of me!" Tbh screamed before running off to cafeteria

Meme and Socks exchanged glances at each other before turning to Laff, who was now nervously backing up.

"Lads, I swear it's not what it seems-" Laff attempted to say before the loud and familiar "EMERGENCY MEETING" alarm blared throughout the ship.

~~~

As Woolf and TBVG entered Cafeteria, they were greeted by a chaotic scene.

Tbh and Laff argued, both having smeared the strange red liquid across the table.

Besides them was Meme, who was shoving cookies down his mouth as he held his cookie jar tightly to his chest as Muffin sat next to him, loudly sipping on his patented MuffinJuice™️ (Juice Box not included)

They took a seat at the table, trying their best to avoid from staining their clothes with the mess of red on the table.

Woolf: "What's going on?"

Meme tried to speak, but could only utter a few words before he decided to stuff another chocolate chip cookie into this mouth

Socks: "Tbh and Laff are accusing each other, and, yeah..."

Meanwhile, Muffin stood behind Tbh, his hand holding a chicken nugget.

"Muffin, what are you doing?" Tbvg called, but it was too late to stop him.

Muffin swiftly dragged the chicken nugget across Tbh, who was still somehow dripping in the gooey red liquid. Muffin ate the piece of chicken, before replying with a answer to a question never asked.

"Tastes like ketchup..."

The gang all looked at the two ketchup-covered men with confusion.

Why ketchup of all things?

Laff: "I've been trying to tell you all this whole time, he just suddenly poured ketchup over us!"

Socks: "Ketchup? Tbh, why would you do that?"

Everyone looked at Tbh, even Blaza, who was flat on the window as he stared closely inside the ship, awaiting a answer.

Tbh: "I haven't fabricated that part of the story yet..."

"Ohhhhh, that's why there was no ketchup in cafeteria when I checked!" A young vampire said from the hallway, crouched on the ground as he looked closely at the floor.

Meme: "Nadwe, why are you in the hallway, we're having a meeting!"

Nadwe didn't respond, they were too busy looking at whatever was on the ground.

"Nadwe?" Meme said, trying to get his attention.

"Nadwe!" The doctor cried, louder this time.

Nadwe stood up and bashed his head into the wall

"You made me lose count, now I have to start all over again!" He said agitatedly

Socks: "Count?"

Nadwe pointed to the ground, where there was a bag of grains spilled

"I have to count every. Single. Grain, I have to!" He said, as he crouched down again and started from scratch.

"One grain..."

"Two grains..."

Socks: "Why is he counting the grains?"

Meme: "I have no idea..."

Nadwe: "I JUST HAVE TO! Don't question it!

A small chuckle could be heard from below Laff's gas mask, which caught Nadwe's attention.

"You! You were the one who spilled these grains, weren't you!" He screeched, angry he was to spend what would probably be the rest of the night counting.

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't, who knows?" The gas man said as he laughed at the child, who was now at 23 grains...

Nadwe sighed and went back to counting.

"24 grains..."

"25 grains..."

"26 grains..."