SCIENCE LESSONS <A TESTBRUSH FANFIC>

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"Get off me!" I threw myself off the shelf and swung him into another in a different direction, without realising my strength and he was thrown right into another shelf, a loud bang being heard.
He grumbled and looked at me, rubbing his back.
I put my hands up to my mouth, feeling guilty already,
"Fan I'm so sorry! I.. I didn't realise my strength!" I walked over to him, who was wiping his eyes.
"It's alright, I kinda deserve it for suddenly pinning you." He chuckled lightly, then groaning again from the sharp stinging pain.
"Im with you on that one, now what do you want?"
I cross my arms, Fan looks up at me.
"It's just- you and TestTube." He hesitated, I sigh and roll my eyes.
"What about us?" I snap back in return.
"I- it's just that... that..." He's starting to tear up now, what's going on here?
"Fan," I say gently, "Take a breath, then finish your sentence."
He took a deep breath, wiping his eyes.

"I'm in love with you Paintbrush," He finally said, hot tears going down his face.
I instantly froze, all of it coming together, the question if I liked Lightbulb, the hiding the hickey, he did it all... for me?
"B- but I know you like TestTube and she likes you.." He sobbed, covering his eyes.
I didn't know what to say.. I was shocked!
"Fan," I say again, leaning down to put my hand on his shoulder, he looked at me, "I know it's strange, but even if I had the chance I just don't see you that way. Listen, Lightbulb likes you, maybe you have a chance with her, but don't tell me I told you, you didn't have a chance to get a bit of love."
He sighed, a tear going down his face.

"But, but I love you Paintbrush! Does that not mean anything to you!?" His eyebrows furrowed at me, wiping his strained eyes again.
"It does, and I'm honestly flattered you see me that way, but you have to accept the fact I don't like you back."
I flick my bristles out my face, I felt really bad being like this with Fan, our relationship is falling apart as it is anyway.
"If you don't love me, I'll make you love me!"
Suddenly he grabbed my wrists and pinned me against the wall harshly, I yelled at him to stop, trying to break from his grasp.
It felt as if he just got twice as stronger then before.
I tried kicking his feet, telling him to stop, he just wouldn't let go!
He suddenly forced his lips into mine, and I tried to back away instantly, but due to the wall, I couldn't.
He then moved his lips to my neck, I knew exactly what he was trying to do, give me a hickey so TestTube could see it.

I yelled out again, hopefully loud enough.
Suddenly I had begun to feel lightheaded, I've probably been screaming enough I haven't gotten enough oxygen.
I was about to faint when suddenly Fan was hit in the side of the head with a clay pot I made and collapsed face first into the floor.
I take a deep breath, my heart pounding and straighten myself up to see who saved me, I flick my bristles out of view and see Knife looking really concerned for me.
"Dude are you okay!?" He ran up to me, I didn't say anything, I was to shocked in the moment.
"I.." I hesitated, then that feeling in my head came back, and last thing I remember is falling straight into him.

I gasp, I lift my body up from a mattress, no blanket though.
I was in the hotels medical room, normally a room you'd see Soap in.
I rub my head, that familiar aching feeling coming back to me but weaker.
I remember the moment, in my storage room, Fan... he went bizzerk just for my love.
I wonder what TestTube is doing right now...
I thought, laying back down and turning my head to see the small window, it's still daylight, so I guess I've only been here for a while.
I was still so shocked about the whole experience, why would my best friend do that to me?
No, I'm not thinking about this right now, I don't want to.
After a while of just laying there in my own pool of self pity, I finally here the door open.
"Thank you for your concerns but Paintbrush should be awake now."
I heard Soaps voice and footsteps, "Knife refused to talk about what happened, but we later found Fan also unconscious in a storage room, Knife said ask Paintbrush about it so I think we'll get more information about them from their own perspective."
She's clearly talking to someone, but the other person hasn't said a word.

"We'll, hopefully I can talk to Paintbrush about it, if they're willing to of course."
It was TestTube, her tone was off balance and had that slight terror in it.
Just having her presence in here was enough confidence for me to lift my back up again.
"TestTube!?" I called out to her, she instantly turned to look at me, along with Soap who followed.
"Paintbrush!" Her face brightened up, as she ran and jumped onto the mattress to comfort me.
"I was worried sick! What- what happened!?" She wrapped her arms around me.
"I'll let you two have you're moment." Soap giggled, leaving the room moments later.
"Uhm, let's talk about it later... I don't really want it on my mind right now." She nodded and caressed my bristles.
"For now, let's just be thankful we're together now." I smile, grabbing her face and kissing her harshly, she kissed back and we quickly pulled away.
"I thought you got really hurt! But luckily from all the tests we gathered it was from stress."
She kissed my cheek, I chuckled and wrapped her in my arms.
After a while of just enjoying each other's company, she asked me a question a wish she wouldn't.
"Paintbrush," She hesitated, "How did you get that hickey on your neck?"
I froze.

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Awh man, poor Paintbrush.
Also serious note; sexual assault is not a joke and everyone should take it seriously.
It's disgusting what some people can do to each other.
But away from all this horrible stuff, it's sadly getting close to the end of this fic, I had a blast writing it!
Thank you all for the support!!

~ Caramel <3
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