Its Not Always Paradise

Chapter 8: Another Moving Day

{Third Person POV}
Paul was loading stuff into the truck while Tinker, Wad and Zay helped load. Crimson was in the driver's seat, waiting for them to hurry up so he could drive to their base.

"Ya'll done yet?!" Crimson yelled out at them.

"Yup, all set n' done!" Paul replied, doing a thumbs up. Paul, Tinker and Wad go to the back of the truck while Zay sat at the front.

"So how do I get there?" Crimson asked.

"Okay, so to get there you have to go straight and-"

3 fucking hours later...

"We're here!"

"THE FAMOUS BUILDING AKA 'The SkyScraper™' IS THEIR BASE?!"

"Yes, you dumbfuck. Now lets move your stuff in."

"Okay okay." Crimson said, exitting the truck. He then opened the truck's storage door, letting them out.

"Finally. Felt like I was suffocatin' there!" Paul said, getting out of the truck.

"Welp, I'll be heading to my room at the top floor. If ya need help carrying all this stuff, just knock on my door." Tinker said before heading to the elevator.

"Me too, because I can't be bothered lmao" Zay also walked to the elevator and enters quickly before the doors closed on him.

"Well, now there's three people."

"Bruh, you're forgetting someone else."

"And who, Wad?"

"Crimson, you forgot bout Sean."

"Oh yeah. Of course." Crimson carried some of the boxes over to the elevator while Paul and Wad helped with the other stuff.

An hour later....

"Well, that oughta be all of the stuff in there." Paul said, wiping sweat off of his head.

"Now, we'll just wait for the elevator to come down."  a ding could be heard as Wad said the last word. "In fact, it's already here! Let's just move all these into the elevator. Crimson, mind holding the door?" Wad asked Crimson as he carried one of the boxes into the elevator.

"Eh, sure. I'm tired  from carrying all those boxes." Crimson said  as he held the elevator button.

"Thanks, pal!" Paul said, carrying the boxes into the elevator. Crimson replied back with a thumbs up. The elevator was quickly loaded with boxes, but there was enough space for 3 people to fit. Wad and Crimson sat on one of the boxes while Paul tried to make himself comfortable. The elevator door closes and started to elevate to the top floor. Wad noticed Paul panicking and trying to not physically panick.

"He has claustrophobia. I let him sleep in the staff lounge because of it." Crimson whispered to Wad.

"Ah, well that's nice." Wad whispered back. Crimson simply nodded and looked at how many floors they went by.

"We're almost there." Crimson announced. Paul muttered something under his breath about finally being able to get out of this elevator. Immediately, Paul ran out of the elevator after it reached the top floor, gasping for air.

"Man, I am not goin' for the elevators again!" Paul yelled.

"You'd still have to though."

"You're right Crimson." Paul said before regaining his composure. He then went back to the elevator to unload the boxes from the elevator. At the same time, Sean exited from his room and saw Wad, Crimson and Paul unload the boxes.

"More survivors, I see?" Sean said.

"Yeah, we found em at a Home Depot." Wad said, accidentally opening one of the boxes.

"Woops." Wad said in response. The box opened, revealing a protogen mask.

"Wow. A Protogen mask!" Sean said, excitedly.

"Ah, yeah, part of my cosplay. Want it?"

"Absolutely." Sean said, walking towards the box and picking up the protogen mask, having a slight smile on his face.

"Welp, glad ya like it." Paul said, grinning.

"Oh boy, I can't wait to surprise Tinker with this!" Sean muttered before going to his room and check it out.

"Wow, I didn't know your friend was a furry." Crimson said.

"Same." Wad replied back whilst carrying the boxes out of the elevator.

"Although, did you actually used it for cosplay?" Wad asked Paul.

"Eh, only for conventions. Was my favourite part before this dumbass shit." Paul answered.

"Did you check if it had the...you know....goo?"

"Yeah, I checked. Didn't have any."

"Ah. Good." Wad said in relief. Little did they know that there was indeed latex inside the protogen mask.

A few hours later...

The group had finished unpacking and moving into the rooms they selected. Tinker decided that they would have a dinner party at floor 48 since it was the only one that has a dining room connected to a kitchen.
(Tinker's POV)
I finished my dinner much more earlier than the others.

"Welp, whoever finishes last washes the dishes!" I announced, bringing my plate to the kitchen sink

"Aw hell naw I ain't gonna wash all those dishes!" Zay yelled before literally stuffing the food into his mouth. Sean finished his food much more quicker than usual. He did the same thing like I did and walked towards me.

"Hey Tinker, I wanna show you something." Sean said.

"Uh, ok?" I got up from my seat and followed Sean to his room. He entered and picked up what seems to be a protogen mask on his bed.

"Wow. Uh, thats...nice?" I said, confused.

"Yeah, it's epic!" Sean said, as he wore the protogen mask. When he did, the mask's LED lights lit up in response to him wearing it.

"Oh wow, that's actually epic" I said, amazed.

"I know right? It even comes with a robotic voice!" He was right about that one. The mouth even moved!

"Well, now I don't really feel bad about being a furry now!" I said enthusiastically.

"Well lemme take this off..." he said as he moved his hands to the buckle.
(Sean)
Wait...where's the buckle? I moved my hands around, trying to find the buckle. All I could feel was a liquid-like substance on my fingers. I looked at it and there was a black, gooey substance on my hand.

"What's wrong?" I looked up and saw Tinker, with her concerned yet fluffy face.

"It's nothing, just that I can't find the buckle." I replied. I felt the substance slowly engulf my hair

"Sean, there's something on your hair-"

"It's fine. Just trust me." I could feel it flow down my neck as i petted her head. I felt a bit drowsy and fell to the ground.
"SEAN!" was the only word I heard before blacking out.