||OLD|| -FINGER PAINTINGS- (An II2 Story)

1: New Interests

HEY HEY HEY!! HERES A WARNING INCASE YOU DIDN'T READ THE DESCRIPTION!! THIS BOOK HAS MENTIONS OF BLOOD, SH, SCREAMING, AND DEATH. IF ANY OF THAT MIGHT DISTURB OR TRIGGER YOU PLEASE DO NOT KEEP READING. THANK YOU :) AND FOR THOSE WHO ARE CONTINUING, ENJOY THE STORY.

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Paintbrush slowly opened their eyes, the light from the outdoors shining in their face.

Wait.

No.

That light isn't from outdoors.

"GOOOOOOD MORNING PAINTYY!!" Lightbulb said loudly, not really yelling, but just projecting her voice. "Good morning Lightbulb." Paintbrush yawned, rubbing their eyes and getting up from their bed.

"Did you sleep well? I heard from Testy that you were having a hard time sleeping the last couple of days." Lightbulb said. "Wha‐ I told her not to— Whatever, I slept fine, Fan's sleep talking doesn't bother me much anymore." Paintbrush told her, walking into their bathroom and brushing their hair.

"Uh-huh, well, I'll be in the dining room!" Lightbulb said, then left. "Bye." Paintbrush waved to nobody, since Lightbulb was already gone.

Paintbrush finished brushing their hair, then fixed their bed. After that they went into the dining room to eat.

"G'morning Paintbrush! There is eggs and bacon on the counter, but if you don't want that there are bagels and pancakes for the other options." OJ said, pointing over to the counter with all the food on it. "Thanks OJ." They said, and then went to sit down.

A yawn came from the hallway, followed by Test Tube entering the living room and sitting on the couch, though she didn't have her glasses unlike usual. "Hey Testy! Wait a sec, where's your glasses?" Lightbulb asked, stuffing her face with any type of food possible.

"I couldn't find them, I thought I left them on my night stand but they weren't there when I tried to grab them. So now I'm temporarily blind until I find them." Test tube explained. "Oh, you think Baxter took them?" Lightbulb said. "Probably, either that or I left them in my lab again." Test Tube stated.

Paintbrush finished eating, then went to go sit with their friends. "What are you guys talking about?" They asked. "My glasses went missing again." Test Tube said with a small laugh. "Again? This is like the 5th time this month." Paintbrush laughed. "I know, they keep dissapearing though, I'm starting to suspect that I might sleepwalk during the night, cause I normally find them in my lab when I know I didn't put them there." Test Tube stated, a little bit annoyed at the dissapearance of her glasses.

"Well then, goodluck finding them, I need to get ready for Art class today." Paintbrush said, standing up and beginning to walk away. "C'ya later Painty!!" "Bye Paintbrush!"

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Paintbrush grabbed the final canvas and placed it on an easel. "Finally, Its finished. And with a couple minutes to spare!" Paintbrush said proudly. The door to the room opened with a small squeak. "You finished setting up?" OJ asked, "Yep! Send them in!" Paintbrush said, and went to the front of the room to wait for everyone.

Nickel, Balloon, Soap, Trophy, YinYang, and Box all came in, Box being carried by OJ. "Alright, thanks for bringing them in, class can start now!" Painbrush grinned.

"Do you even know what we are doing today? You never know and you just throw some fruits at us." Nickel said. "I do! Today we will be trying finger painting, something new should definitely be fun!" Paintbrush explained. "I agree! This will definitely be a lot of fun!" "No it wont!" "Stop being so negative!" "Make me!" YinYang started to argue with eachother. "QUIET YOU TWO!" Paintbrush yelled, they both stayed quiet.

"I'll go get the paint, you all behave yourselves." Paintbrush muttered, mainly directed towards YinYang, Balloon, and Nickel. Then they went to go get the paint.

They came back a few minutes later with a big box of paint. "Alright! There isn't a set thing that you guys are supposed to paint, so you are all free to paint whatever. If you have any questions feel free to ask, since I'm going to be painting with you." Paintbrush said, giving everyone paint.

Everyone nodded, signifying they understood, and began working on their pieces. Paintbrush went to their canvas and,,,,

nothing.

They couldn't think of anything to paint. "This is just like the painting contest." They groaned to themself. "Maybe if I..." They grabbed some paint and just began to paint, with no idea what they were going to draw. But soon it started to come together, it was just a rainbow of colors, all in their own place. Like, crystals.

Paintbrush smiled at their art, it was pretty, and shiny. But the problem about it was that they were so caught up in the painting that they lost track of time, class was almost over.

They quickly got up and went to go see what everyone else was painting. Trophy was painting his shared room with Cheesy as best as he could from memory, though he was probably not even trying at all from the looks of it, YinYang's painting was just an entire mess, colors were everywhere, but it still looked good somehow. Soap was painting cleaning supplies, which was expected. Balloon was painting a landscape, it was vibrant and full of life.

(author is too lazy to write out the rest of what everyone else's looks like so just pretend they described them all [cute])

"Alright everyone, class is over for the day! So you all are free to go." Paintbrush said with a smile, then everyone slowly left, some took their paintings, while others didn't.

Paintbrush began to clean everything, but paused when they got to the paints and canvases. They wanted to paint more. They went to go grab some more canvases, but they were all wrapped up in plastic wrap, which was strange. They normally weren't. Paintbrush went to go grab a knife, to cut open the plastic wrap. Nobody was in the kitchen, so it wasn't too hard to grab one. They then took it back to the art room to open up the canvases. Or atleast one of them. They began to open the canvas up, "Alright, gotta open this carefulLY—" Their hand slipped, slitting their hand open, but only enough to make it bleed.

They quickly pulled their hand back in pain, grabbing their wrist and dropping the knife on the floor.

drip

drip

drip

Blood began to drip onto the canvas. "Nononono." Paintbrush tried to rub it away, but it absorbed into the canvas, becoming apart of it, like a paint of some sorts. This definitely surprised them, since they didn't think blood would work as well as paint.

drip

drip

drip

Paintbrush had slit their wrist, making more and more blood drip down, soon making a puddle. They rubbed it into the canvas, painting a picture of sorts, a bloody picture of Lightbulb. The smell made them want to vomit. It was disgusting, but they continued, pushing through the smell and urge to vomit and cry, the blood was a beautiful bright red. They soon finished, smiling at the art that sat infront of them.

The art was amazing, and beautiful. But they definitely couldn't say the same for their arm. It was a sliced up mess, blood was everywhere. They couldn't make an excuse for this, so they quickly got up, put away the art, and went to the bathroom to wrap their arm up in bandage wrap. People would definitely suspect something happened, but they could just say they had an accident and their arm got cut badly.

And nobody would know the truth.

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WORK COUNT: 1281

WOW
THAT TOOK FOREVER CJSBXUSHUXSBHXS

I was debating on if I wanted to add pictures, but nah, I'm too lazy for that and with school being started I don't have much time for art anymore lolz. n e ways, Thanks for reading the first chapter! I'm very proud of this, and it took way longer than I thought it would. But even with the long wait its very good :) In my opinion atleast lolz

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