Yin-Yang and the Search for Tissues (An Inanimate Insanity Fanfiction)

Chapter 10 Aftermath

Everyone managed to escape the lab on time. Luckily, for Tissues, he managed to save his bindle stick and backpack before they could be lost to the explosion. 

He pulled out his handkerchief and dragon toy, and held them closely.

"Is everyone alright?!", asked Test Tube in a panicked voice. " Yes, I am fine.", said Fan.

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement before Fan approached with his head smoking from the explosion. A small fire flame was burning a small portion of his head.

"Hey, is it hot out here or it that just me?", Fan wondered. Suddenly, he looked up and saw his head on...

..."FIRE!", he shrieked.

Fan ran towards a small pond and jumped in. Paintbrush rolled their eyes.

"Yep, that's Fan.", they mumbled.

Tissues looked his IV unit. The unit began to inject more medicine. Soon, Tissues felt a strong feeling of relief as his symptoms of the condishawn were fading. Tissues sneezed.

Dr. Fizz nodded. "Ah, Tissues, you are recovering nicely. Please refrain from doing anything like this again. You should never have run away in the first place.", he said.

Then, Paper stepped in.

"Yeah, Tissues! Why did you run away? You are NOT a burden to us. But, why did you feel like you were? We are your friends!", he protested.

Test Tube walked up to Tissues with a soggy Fan lagging behind.

"Tissues, what was the big deal for this decision? You only manged to make things worse. For us, for you, for your condishawn, and you hurt yourself... and us.", she explained.

Paintbrush approached silently. They had a glare on their face.

That's when everyone stepped back... now it was just Tissues and Paintbrush..., facing each other.

Tissues looked up at Paintbrush. He slowly stepped back. But, Paintbrush slowly glared even more. Tissues sighed.

"I just hate having this condishawn and you guys paying the price for it. Everyone else hates me in the hotel and no one likes me. I sneeze on everyone, I feel terrible, and I am just useless! I... just wanted to leave so I would not be a drag and not always annoy all of you.", he explained, sadly.

Tissues could feel a lump in his throat. He continued to talk despite it pounding him. Tissues did not want to cry but he was not... strong enough to take it anymore.

"I just... *sniffle* want to *sniffle* *sniffle* stop being worthless..."

And with that, tears fell from his eyes. Tissues was crying now. He could not take it anymore. He just couldn't help it. "Please! I'm sorry!" 

Everyone was surprised and felt nothing but sympathy for him.

They did not know that Tissues felt this way. They knew that Tissues suffered greatly, but they didn't know that he suffered from severe self-loathing and major self-esteem issues because of it.

Test Tube, Fan, Paper, Paintbrush, Baxter, and Dr. Fizz all surrounded him. They all laid a hand on him.

"It is OK, Tissues. Just cry it out. You will feel better. We are all here for you. We promise.", said Paper.

Tissues closed his eyes. He continued to cry.

Why did he have to be born this way? So weak? So helpless?

Well, those were questions everyone were asking now, while Tissues had always asked those questions his whole life.