RECURRING DREAMS (I.I Fanfic)

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Balloon stared at Microphone in the void, as she was behind it looking at all the wires.
"Alright you can start doing it now. And hurry." She said.
Balloon ran to the keyboard and begun spamming the buttons, he heard his body on the other side of the screen growling and groaning.
As he went faster with the buttons, suddenly he heard a yelp echo through the atmosphere.
He turned his face slightly to see Cherries.
His stomachs dropped, he should've kept his eyes on the screen!
He turned back around as he kept spamming the keyboard, his face and hands now sweating.
He heard Bow's voice on the other end; "No! No!!" She panicked, as he watched the screen begun shaking.

"And to everyone who died." He said coldly, pressing the final button.
Suddenly he got sucked into the screen, and the screen and him disappeared.
Microphone looked at Cherries, she walked up to them and sat down next to them.

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"You can't keep doing this!" OJ yelled, surrounded in the flames with Taco.
"And what are you going to do about it!? Give me that hotel!"
She yelled back at him, holding the rusty small pocket knife in her hand.
"And what if I don't!?" He yelled back at her, as the two of them walked around in circles, opposite each other.
"I'll kill you. Obviously. Then kill everyone here."

"Uh-huh. Alright" OJ rolled his eyes, not taking Taco seriously.
Suddenly a white cloud killed the flames out, it was obvious someone had got the fire extinguisher, that's when you could see one side of the hotel still burning.
OJ looked at her, his fists clenched.
"Bring it on." He growled.
Taco cackled and ran around him, throwing the knife onto the burned ground.
He watched her, as she suddenly went out of sight she kicked him face first onto the ground, he pushed himself up, his heart racing and the wind getting faster.
As he stumbled up, feeling a crack under his lip, he growled and kept his eyes on her again.
"That's how you fight? Just hit and run? Wow." He put his hands on his hip, smirking as he suddenly saw Taco ran towards him, again.
He stepped to the side a bit and pushed his leg out, making her trip over it.

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On the roof of the hotel, Balloon had finally realised where he was, and the amount of pain his body was in.
As he opened his eyes, he pushed himself slightly forward and begun to throw up, this black sticky substance coming out his mouth.
"Good Luck." He heard Bow's voice inside his head, and once it stopped he threw up again, this time he actually threw up something.
It looked like a disfigured alien, only thing that it wasn't alive.
Looking at it made him sick, he assumed it was some stuff Bow put in him to keep his soul away.

As he groaned, his throat burning from the acid.
He looked up and saw Suitcase standing near the stairs.
"Don't worry... I'm back now," He said, unable to wipe his mouth. "I'll explain it later, just, please get me out of this rope."
Suitcase just stared, he legs trembling.
"Please Suitcase, I'll do anything." He begged, as he suddenly felt a droplet of rain fall on his head.

"What if you kill me? Huh!? How can I be sure that I can trust you, put my life in your unclean hands!?" Suitcase yelled, standing in front of him, she didn't look scared anymore, she just looked... angry.
Then she realised what she was standing in and gasped, backing up a bit.
Then she went back to her angry face.

"Because I'll fix this, I-." Suitcase cut him off from talking;
"You'll fix this huh? You say you're going to but you never do! It's just another excuse for me to let you get what you want," Suitcase gave him a stank eye.
"I'm smarter then I look, first Nickel and Baseball hurt my feelings and here you are doing the same!"
She walked behind him, Balloon watched fearfully.

Suddenly there was a snip sound, and Balloons wrists were free from the satellite.
"But I'm willing to help you one more time, hurt me again... and we're done."
And with that, Balloon got up, thanked her, and jumped off the side of the building.
It wouldn't hurt him of course, he'd just float down like a balloon.

As his feet touched the brown grass, he instantly noticed TestTube using the fire extinguisher on the bushes around the hotel, half the hotel was on fire and mostly everyone had gotten out.
He couldn't see around six people though,
Trophy, Soap, Paper, OJ, Nickel and Baseball.
He ran around, stepping out the way and trying to find Taco.
He didn't know how he was going to do it.
But this time he's going to finish the job.

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OJ snapped awake, after falling unconscious in the flames and smoke he didn't know what happened.
His tired and droopy eyes let themselves explore the room, he was in a room, a dark and musty room.
He coughed, inhaling the dust particles.
He noticed another person sitting and tied up to a chair with a bag over their head not far away from him.
He couldn't tell who they are.
But his mind was cut off as a door opened and Taco walked in, "Well," She laughed, "I've done this so many times, and I'm not here to chat."
She went to the side of the room to grab something and came back with scissors.
Wait... oh no, no no no...
That meant only one thing, the bag was thrown off the other person and their identity was revealed to him.
Paper.
"Now OJ..." Taco hissed, "Hotel, or Paper. You decide."
The look on Taco's face said it all, she wasn't playing around anymore.
Paper had tears gushing down his face, his mouth taped shut.
She had put the scissors facing down above Paper.
"Wait- NO! W- we can talk about this!" OJ yelled, shaking his arms and legs, trying to free himself.
Taco pouted, "Oh, but I'm not here to chat," She stopped pouting and instead gave him a toothy smile.
The scissors lowing, Paper had begun to scream, his screams being silenced.
"NO PLEASE! HE'S EVERYTHING I HAVE!"
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OJ screams out in agony, as he witnessed his lover be cut in half, he kept crying, shouting, shaking, trying to do anything to free himself.
Taco dropped he bloody scissors, "I'll let you think about your actions, leave you here as I get what is rightfully mine."
Taco walked past OJ, leaving the door closed and OJ still trying to free himself.
Looking at Papers body, his hands twitches slowing down, light blood dripping from the tips of his fingers.
His world was crushing down,
And he had no reason to live in it anymore.

That was...
Before he heard a window in another room smashed open and the boards flew on the floor.
Finally...
Someone was here to save him.
...Well... He hoped they were here to save him.

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Also updates will have to be slower from now on!!!!
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~ Caramel <3
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