Case 34

A Handful

"Log 12, Case 34. Excuse my French but what the actual fuck am I supposed to do with all these objects I caught now? I initially planned on a few experiments, 3 being the maximum. How could I possibly not be a suspect when I have nearly the entire Grand Slams in my fucking lab? Well, most of them. But it doesn't change the fact I have more than what I planned. I was supposed to let them off easy when I caught them snooping around. Perhaps convince them I was innocent. Which, heh, I am NOT. But since they found that out quickly, I was also thinking of bribing them with anything to keep their lips shut. But seeing how they were working with Taco of all people, I'm not surprised if they were suspicious of me for a while. Knife is snarky and very observant. He's also clever. If I thought N-34 was smart, then Knife is a different story. I suppose I should be referring to the three new ones by their subject names. T-34, K-34, and hmm... I guess Balloon can be BA-34. Since they're stuck with me here anyway, why not experiment on them too?"

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Trees were rustling, the leaves were falling, the wind was a soft howl in the distance, clouds were scattered in a white mess in the sky, the sun was shining brightly, and the plants were dancing with the air. Nature is a beautiful thing. It can be scary, but otherwise, the concept is fascinating. Anyone would love to capture a scene as illuminating and as lively as a cliffside by a sunset, or a drive on the highway during the evening. That experience is sometimes never described in words, which is why people take pictures instead. People take pictures to capture the moment, so it freezes in time at the palm of your hand. What purpose did it serve? Not a lot, but it's always great to take pictures. No matter what it is.

Click

"Hmm... Good enough. The colors are amazing here. And the sun... holy shit, the sun looks amazing!" Trophy stands to his feet and lifts the camera to his eye, capturing a wide horizon with trees, birds, and the sunset. Looking down at the camera, the screen shows a clear picture. The golden object smiles, saving the picture and walking around the grass more. The hotel had gotten bigger and had a wider range of things much later into season 2. They had a swimming pool, a garden, and a campfire set up outside the building. It was around 4 pm when Trophy had started taking pictures in the garden, his hands brushing against the bushes and leaves, his fingers pressing on his camera, clicks and flashes were the only sounds surrounding him. He was calm and quiet as he passes through the plants and flowers. He only ever comes outside to the garden or pool to cool off from anger or if he wants to take pictures.

As soon as it turns 5 pm, Trophy knows it's his cue to come back inside the hotel. Paper usually comes out to tell everyone to come back inside to help make dinner. Trophy not being one of them, goes inside anyway as soon as he hears Paper's high voice calling out. Salt and Pepper step out of the pool, and The Cherries run back inside from the garden as well. Trophy sets his camera down on the counter, tapping the marble counter as Soap looks back at him from the kitchen. She pulls down her mask and waves with pink, dirty gloves. "Hey Soap, could you hand me my energy drink?" He points to the fridge, where the energy drink sits on the top shelf. Soap grabs it with her clean hand and throws it to him, which he catches and drinks it up immediately. Soap sighs heavily and stands in front of Trophy from behind the counter, taking off her gloves and cleaning gear. "You were out there all day! Did you get any good ones?" She asks, smiling at him softly. Trophy finishes his drink at once and nods, clearing his throat. "Oh yeah, you're right, these are all amazing." Soap switches between pictures. Some were close-up shots of butterflies some were just simple sunset pictures, some of Salt and Pepper in the pool, and some were blurry images of two red circles on the screen. "Uh... wait, let me guess, were The Cherries bothering you again?" Soap giggles, showing him the numerous photos of blurred-out Cherries. Trophy rolls his eyes. "Please Soap, you already know the answer to that. The only good thing they did today was swaying a tree my way towards the camera that it looks pretty good."