(Slight Gore For This Chapter)
Balloon stomped aggressively as his eyes trailed every inch and corner of the hallway, searching for anything that could bring himself from his book. He noticed Baseball and Nickel talking near the door if their room, he thought for a moment, thinking if it's the risk of humiliating himself and making himself look as bad as he was already.
He ignored them and begun walking down to the lobby, he saw Salt and Pepper doing some dance game on the tv as Paper watched them, Fan and Paintbrush were drawing on the dining table and OJ was in the kitchen. He moved through the lobby, scanning his eyes over the shelves and tables. As he kept looking, he quickly begun to give up, sitting himself down on a chair near the table a phew seats away from Paintbrush.
He scrolled through his phone, his arm holding his hand to his face, glancing at their drawings near him from time to time. His mind was racing, who could've taken or found it? He instantly found a suspect, Suitcase! She must be the one who-
His thoughts got cut off as the front door slammed open, everyone's faces quickly glanced at the door from the slam of it hitting against the wall. "What did I say about the slamming!.." OJ also got cut of as he peeked at the door, everyone saw TestTube shaking and quivering with hot tears filling her eyes... but the scary part of it all was that her mouth was missing and green, reddish blood spilled onto the floor.
"TESTTUBE!" Fan perked up as he pushed his chair out loudly and begun to run towards her, Balloon noticed Paintbrush's expression, they're eyes were stunned and wide as there mouth held stiff and emotionless. "Oh my..." Salt and Pepper said in unison.
Fan held the sides of TestTube's round face, her liquid lowering as it fell onto the ground, she looked like she was trying to scream, say anything... ANYTHING! But all she could do was blink. TestTube's legs were beginning to weaken and she fell forward into Fans chest. Suddenly Paintbrush slapped Fan out the way, and grabbed TestTube, looking at her painfully as they grabbed some tape from the table (Since they were using it as art supplies) and slapped multiple pieces of it into TestTube shattered mouth, preventing her from leaking.
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MePhone sat on the medical/hospital bed, his casts and bandages around his body and leg prevented any movement, the red blood stains giving him flashbacks of that night. He groaned aggravatingly, grabbing his crutches and getting up for the second't time, he moved out the emergency room and moved to the main lab, he saw a blurry lightbulb asleep of the counter and a smashed mug on the ground. He looked around for TestTube, not hearing her anywhere and he slowly sat on the chair, looking at Lightbulbs calm resting face, he turned his chair around and turned his back to her. He slowly took off his bandage around his wrist, he flinched in pain as he saw the stitches and the wire sticking out of the scar with faded blood stains around it. He uncovered a bit of his corner and he unlocked his screen, a static causing him to feel a sudden nauseous as it stopped and turned into the blue background. "Time to try this... please don't shut down this time..." he sighed as he turned on the MeLife and looked at the three icons of those who'd passed.
He hesitated.
And Hesitated.
Suddenly the screen glitches and the icons begun to one by one disappear, he screamed in agony as he pressed a random icon, he glitched and begun shaking, beginning to overheat to a unimaginable amount, his screen glitched multiple colours, his face spazzing out just like the one in cob's parts and Service closet, yelling out with his hands on the side of his face. He begun to shake off the chair, a bright white reddish light appearing from his camera.
A sound of someone falling over alarmed him, as he begun to do the same. His camera turned off he fell into the ground, glass shards going everywhere as electricity loomed around him, quickly turning off the electricity in the lab.
He was gone.
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"She can't talk so how do you suppose she tells us what happened!?" Fan screamed at Paintbrush, they had recently gotten into an argument about the stress illuminating around everyone. Balloon watched in amusement, untouched at this, and Paper had just managed to understand that just by looking at him. "Well maybe she could y'know... WRITE IT ON PAPER!" Paintbrush set ablaze, pointing their finger against Fans chest. "Woah woah let's all calm down here!" Trophy pushed in, breaking the tension between the two.
"CALM DOWN!? DON'T YOU SEE THE STATE OF TESTTUBE!?" Paintbrush moved their pointing hand to TestTube, who was leaning up against OJ weakly, looking up at them. "Don't you see!? You're just going to make things worse if you stay this way! Stop being a wuss and just forgive each other for goodness sake!" Trophy took a deep breath in and looked to OJ, then looking back at them. "OJ has Cameras to be installed later today, let's not make this any more worse then what it already is!" Trophy, finishing the feud, begun walking back up to his room, with Balloon noticing the more severe fresh scars in his arms.
Everyone was silent, Paper nudged in the conversation, "I'll get the medical team on the phone." He moved to the kitchen, OJ nodded and wrapped his arm around TestTube, Salt looking jealous from this act. A phew moments passed and Paper came back, "The communication is offline..." He panicked, trying not to sweat to get himself soggy. "What do we do!?" Pepper screamed out, looking as if she was trying not to panic the whole time, Salt scoffed.
"I could try to help her." Fan said, standing an alarming amount away from Paintbrush. "Well then." OJ let go of TestTube so Fan could pick her up and take her to her room, they disappeared after that and YinYang and Cherries came down from the stairs, the look of concern of why TestTube was missing half her face. "You probably know what happened, so don't bother asking." OJ said as he crossed his legs on the sofa.
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Heavy steps appeared going towards the hotel, following the green and red liquid path while they tight breathed as their arms held the unresponsive body against their chest, they came upon the hotel, gripping the handle and opening it, yet having the thought of being watched. As they opened the door and walked in everyone glanced at him, he noticed YinYang drinking something and before anyone could say anything he chucked Lightbulb on the couch right on top of OJ. He charged at YinYang and punched them into the wall, causing them to drop their drink, YinYang both yelped out from the sudden impact.
"DO YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY!?" Knife yelled.
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Man I shouldn't have made so many things happen at once smh.
I'm physically draining and this is the only thing I find fun :,)
Omg why am I such a Trophy and YinYang kin...
KNIFE YOU LEAVE YINYANG ALONE.
-Caramel <3
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