𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠.

-Connections-

-A/N- btw I'm a TERRIBLE speller so if there are mistakes just ignore them!!

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Staring up at the airplane wreckage imbedded into his hotel, OJ's stomach sank as he realized how many repairs he would have to make to get it back in working condition. Not to mention the amount of paperwork he would have to fill out.
As this realization set in, from OJ's left came Salt's enthusiastic voice.

"It's okay OJ, now we have plenty of time to fix up the hotel together! she said

"FOREVER." she added in a possessive tone.

"NOOooOOoo!!"

OJ's screams of terror slowly faded away as he was dragged into the ruins of his hotel by Salt.
With a tired sigh, Paper followed them in.

From the group of new contestants came the curious voice of TestTube.

"This all seems rather peculiar! I've never been on a competition before."

TestTube was another one of the fortunate objects who was brought closer to their special someones that day through miraculous and divine intervention, which many would call, "Fate."

Then another, more irritated, voice came from the group of newbies.

"Can we hurry this up? Let's just get to the contests so I can cream these chumps and take the million!" said Trophy boldly.

Overhearing this, Lightbulb whispered to Paintbrush. "Woah, why'd he say that? Everyone knows the mean ones get out first."

"Mh-hm girl!" they replied back with sass.

"Anyway..." announced MePhone, who had turned to face a production team that the others had not noticed until now.

"When did they get there?" asked Lightbulb.

"19 contestants, 1 Million dollars! This, is Inanimate Insanity 2!"continued MePhone.

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A long silence followed after MePhone finished talking.

He held his 2 fingers up, posed and smiled at the camera infront of him and didn't speak until it finished panning slowly upwards.

"aaaannnd CUT!" said a voice from amongst the production team, most likely the stage director.

The crew of people holding microphones and cameras dispersed and MePhone turned to face his new (and old) contesters.

"Pretty cool right?" he asked them all expectantly.

More silence.

"Um...what exactly was cool?" asked a confused Paintbrush.

Disappointed at this lack of excitement, MePhone when into extensive and boring explanation.

"The new intro! What else? After last season, I asked for an upgrade on the old one and oh boy did the art team deliver!" said MePhone. "You'll all see it when they add it in post anyway." he continued.
"But, uh, they did say something about not being allowed to use it without signed permission from all of you saying that we can use your faces.

As a matter of fact, I can't use any of the footage we just shot without any contracts soooo..." MePhone's voice trailed off as he began pushing buttons on his screen.

Suddenly, a small blue tent appeared out of thin air in the air, followed by a loud electronic note.

As it landed down on the ground it misses a startled Fan by inches as he ducked out of the way in fright.

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Fan's POV:

With a *thud* I hit the ground sideways and then flop onto my face.

-Great, just my luck. I've already embarrassed myself in front of everyone , not even 5 minutes in too! Nice going Fan.-

Slowly I sit up onto the grass, keeping my eyes shut tight, while trying my best to ignore the new ache in my left shoulder. I hear a gruff yet concerned voice approaching me.

"Woah, that was quite a fall, are you ok?"

I open my eyes and look up to see Knife reaching out his hand towards me with a worried expression on his face.

His...cute...face.

-Is this really happening!?- I think to myself in a quite panic as he helps lift me up off the ground. -THE Knife from Inanimate Insanity is helping me up right now? I must be dreaming. Also wow, he's strong-

"Um...Hello?" asks Knife confusedly.

I then realize that I had been staring at him for a good few moments now.

"Oh-uh sorry," I say awkwardly. "Thanks for the help. I'm Fan by the way, and you must be Knife! I'm a big, fan, of yours, get it?" I say while laughing nervously and hoping that he doesn't notice how flushed my face is.

-A big, fan, of yours? Seriously!? Pull it together. You're better than this-

"Huh, really? Well um...thank you?" replies Knife.
"Welp, if you're alright, then I'll be going. See ya."

"Of course, yeah, bye!" I reply with another shaky laugh.

I let out a sigh of both defeat and relief.

-That was horrible. So much for first impressions I guess-

I try my hardest to not think about what just happened and look around to where Knife had walked off to.

I notice him join a single file line that the other contestants had created outside of the tent that nearly squashed me.

Quickly, not wanting to look out of place, I walk to the back of the line without knowing what it was for.

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One by one all the contestants filled out the proper documents and signed their names on the many contracts MePhone had provided them with.

In the time it took everyone to finish with the paperwork, MePhone had generated a brand new building onto the Island.

Around 200 meters away from Hotel O.J there now stood a large, 2 story building with a big, glowing, neon sign on the front of it that read "Inanimate Insanity Inn."

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-A/N- Knifan is like one of my fav ships tbh🙏 Hope you enjoyed!!