Angry (An Inanimate Insanity FanFiction)

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You would think after months of art class people would start gaining a talent. Everyone here is terrible! I don't even know why I try to teach them at this point.

"Hey! Painty! Come look at what I drew!" Oh right. For her. She wanted to learn how to paint, so I opened a class. She may not be the greatest, but when you are in love with someone you think everything they do is magical.

"It's great Lightbulb!" I exclaimed, patting her on the back. She grinned and continued working. I didn't bother going around the room, as I didn't care about anyone else's work. I just wanted this class to be over.

And then it was. Everyone made their way out, except for Lightbulb, because after art class we spent a good hour working on a painting together. Of course we didn't get far each time, as it kinda led to make out sessions mid drawings, but still, it's time spent with her.

"You did great today." I smiled, she giggled and looked up at me.

"I love being here, and I do my best for you." She fingerguns me and I do it right back. I then sit down next to her and interlock our hands, before grabbing a new canvas beside us with my free hand. I place the canvas on top of the stand and look at her.

"What should be our project today?" I question. She thinks for a moment and I can see her eyes light up when an idea arises.

"I know! Lets draw fire! Like the stuff that comes out you head when you are angry." She suggests. Kinda plain but if that's what she wants..

"Okay, sure." I reply and began dabbing the brush next to me in red paint. She does the same but with orange and we get working. I glimpse over at her a few times and she is quite focus. She looks beautiful. I wish she knew how pretty she was.

"Stop staring at me you goof and get working!" She laughs before kissing me on the cheek. I hold the spot she kissed with my hand for a second before laughing along and continuing.

Surprisingly, today we actually finished the drawing, but if you ask me it was kinda dark compared to the rest of our projects. It ended up being a drawing of hotel oj on fire. I don't know why we ended up doing that. She smiles.

"It's great." She remarks, before standing up and taking the brushes to clean them. I stand up as well, taking the canvas.

"Do you want this or can I store it away with the others?" I asked, she looks back and thinks for a moment.

"You know what? I think I'll take it. It's the first one we have finished in a while!" She answers, and I hand it to her.

"I'm going to do some cleaning in here, but you go get some rest." I let her know. She nods and goes to leave but then stops in her tracks. She races up to me and kisses me. I kiss her back and hold her hips, pressing our bodies together. She pulls away and then runs off.

"Bye Painty!!" She calls. I wave goodbye, completely flushed. I start cleaning up others desks, as no one seems to know how to clean after painting. Yin-Yang's area is the messiest, and then Tissues because he sneezed all over his work. Disgusting.

It takes about 30 minutes to tidy up and have everything ready for the next class, but I get it done. I smile in satisfaction and exit the room, locking the door behind me. I head into the living room, where people are socializing.

Knife and Pickle are playing video games, laughing about something but I couldn't exactly tell what. Nickel, Baseball, Suitcase, and Balloon were playing cards. Tea-Kettle and OJ were in the kitchen making dinner. Soap was cleaning. I waved hi to most of them but was too tired to socialize, so I just continued on down the hall.

I used my key to enter mine and fans dorm room, but he wasn't there. I guessed he was with Test-Tube and BowBot in the lab, that's where he usually is during the day. At least I had some peace and quiet. I sent Lightbulb a quick text saying I was napping and if she needed anything she knew where to find me.

She responded with a "👍" and I put my phone down. I layed down in bed and pretty much dozed off immediately.

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I wake up, stretching quickly and checking the time. 5pm. I slept for 3 hours. Nice. I quickly brushed my hair because I would never leave this room without looking good. I made sure everything looked good and nodded in satisfaction as I do before exiting my room.

I decided to go check on Lightbulb because she's really the only one in the hotel right now that I actually like, so I made my way down the hall to her dorm and opened it with the spare key she gave me. The sight before me was heartbreaking.

Lightbulb was laying in her bed, with tears streaming down her face. My eyes expanded and I rushed over to her. She was sobbing.

"Lightbulb!!? What happened?" I ask in fear.

"I didn't want you to see me like this..." she cried even harder. I rubbed her on the back.

"Tell me what's wrong. I will help you. It's okay." I feel like crying myself. I've never seen Lightbulb this upset before. It hurts.

"Well..." she begins, I listen. "For a while now...people here have been bullying me." She explains. My jaw drops. Who would bully her?? She's perfect. "They act like I'm some stupid girl who shouldn't have been on the show in the first place. They call me names, they even hit me once.." she shows me her eye that was being hidden. She had a black eye...

I don't know how to feel...I feel..angry. I could sense a few sparks in my hair. "Tell me who it was." I say, deadpanned. I swear I could almost see her smile, but I think it's just the anger getting to me.

"Knife...and Pickle... are the main ones." She goes back to sobbing. I've never felt so angry before. I couldn't control myself. I stomped out of the room, leaving Lightbulb behind, without saying anything. Knife and Pickle messed with the wrong girl.