Paradise was a particularly satisfying place. Well, if it weren't for the crashing of a boat.
For those who are unaware, eight characters were on this boat, until it crashed and stranded into an ocean. Then a pink bow spontaneously showed up, and finally, a curtain was opened to reveal nine other characters.
The characters eventually got put into three teams of six, where they competed in challenges and, one by one, got eliminated. Many things occurred--from taking embarrassing pictures, to a cardboard injury, to laughing being a crime, to an enormously tall pastry, and to everyone getting recovered in the wrong bodies when Ballpoint Pen was present.
But one day, when everyone had equal access to Paradise and Indefinite Island, felt...rather different. Blueberry lay on Indefinite Island, thinking "It's no use... this always happens..." as his eyes started to drift and he could barely see the sky above him. OJ wished he could lie down without his orange juice spilling out.
Balloon and Nickel walked up to Box, with jaw-stretching yawns. "You're sure lucky," said Balloon, "that every place is equally comforting in your perspective." As he spoke, Box was laying face down on the grass.
Tea Kettle walked up with a tray of hors d'oeuvres, telling Balloon and Nickel, "You two must be famished after all that time I was on Indefinite Island and couldn't get you anything! So, here are my signature hors d'oeuvres!" But Balloon and Nickel had more fatigue than hunger, so they only felt like one thing... they were ready to lay down next to Box and shut their eyes. And that's exactly what they did.
"Well... this is different..." thought Tea Kettle. "I thought they were hungry, but I guess not." After a few seconds she told herself, "They appear to be sleeping. That's indeed good for a happy and healthy life."
The Floor appeared and eagerly asked, "Does this mean I finally get to have your treats?" Tea Kettle did not like him, but she figured the hors d'oeuvres would get cold if they sat out for a while. So for once, she let him indulge on the food, as Balloon and Nickel slept.
"Uh, are you... sure you want those?" said Clover. "I've been trying to bring luck to everyone, so maybe I should warn you that Tea Kettle put some kind of substance in them?"
"Oh," replied The Floor, "what kind of substance?"
"I can't tell what it's called, but it was some red food dye," Clover replied while yawning, "which reminds me of the red spot I noticed on the Mile High Pie piece I snacked on..."
"Is that why you're yawning?"
"Oh, I don't think so," denied Clover, chuckling. "Red food dye can't make someone yawn, or make them tired, I mean, that just wouldn't make any sense..."
"Thank goodness," replied The Floor, as he started eating the food. "Man, these taste delicious! Such a shame Balloon and Nickel don't want them, but meh, that's their loss." But then he let out a yawn. "Oh, gee... (yawns) it feels like I was right all along..."
"Oh, sorry Floor, I didn't think so but I guess the red food dye does cause fatigue!" replied Clover, as she lay down.
"Well then," said The Floor, "it must be time for a solid nap. At least for us..." He felt like a flowerbed, the sky above him looked hazy to him. After a few moments, he drifted--his eyes closed on the ground.
"Well, in that case..." said Cabby as she strolled by, "maybe Balloon and Nickel did eat some of those hors d'oeuvres. Nickel did say they'd try them later, he didn't say they officially hated the food..." But as she spoke she unknowingly went over The Floor and woke him up. The Floor yawned and told her to watch her motion.
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Pic-Nix Comfort & Paradise Naptime
FanfictionThe III contestants have worn themselves out from competition... so under Micro Bruise's advice, MePhone4 modifies the Pic-Nix table to be able to generate pillows, blankets, cushions, beanbags, etc. This leads to cozy slumber on a hazy not-so-brig...