}◇{ THE MURDER HOTEL: a BFB Fanfic }◇{

Prologue

A group of three friends, named Loser, Clock, and Cake, were very invested in a conversation. They were talking about random things, like how their days had been going, their plans for the future, and whatnot. Loser began to notice Cake and Clock ignoring him more and more, but he really didn't mind. Attention was one of the last things he needed, being as celebrity. But he also noticed Cake and Clock were laughing at every joke told by the other, and paying lots of attention and respect each time the other said something serious or emotional. This had been going on for days now. Cake just so happened to be Loser's Ex-husband, and they had gotten divorced for multiple reasons, still promising to be friends. This was slowly beginning to change. Loser wanted to stay friends, but Cake kept drifting farther and farther away from him. It made him sad, to say the least.

[TIMESKIP]

Everything was going fine in Objectopolis. Cake and Loser were discussing the issue, which was something Loser was waiting for Cake to explain. "So, Cake," He asked, "What is is with you and Clock ignoring me lately?" Cake just looked away, unsure of what he should say.
"Umm... it's.. complicated. You know you and I are divorced now.. and... you already get it, don't you?" Cake's voice trailed off at the last part of his sentence, as if he was afraid. Loser just nodded and left. A bunch of negative thoughts raced through Cake's head. "What if he wanted me back?" "What if I just ruined the friendship?" "What if he tells Clock, and he doesn't like me back-" Cake's thoughts are interrupted by him being teleported to am unknown building, with a humanoid figure standing in the middle of a circle made by sixty-three other people who had also been teleported.