Take-Over: A BFB/TPOT AU

Chapter 39: Unexpected

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Eraser and Puffball

"So, now what?"

Eraser sat with his arms placed on his legs crossed. His knife in one hand and a sharpener in the other. He and Puffball had just been fighting an infected Fries with Stapy, and the latter two died. Now, Puffball was just flying, with no clear destination in sight. They had plenty of food that would last them a long time, and they didn't feel tired. It was nighttime, so maybe they could take a few more lives. He didn't feel up to it though and thought about his friends. Mainly the boys. Where were they? Well, he knew Blocky and Snowball were dead thanks to 4's announcement. However, Pen seemed to be alive. Maybe he could get Puffball to float down to Death P.A.C.T territory and recruit Pen into their team for an alliance. But would Death P.A.C.T really do nothing about it? Yeah, they'd probably fight for him to stay. Or maybe not, because they'd try and avoid causing murder, wouldn't they? They sure have though, he thought, thinking of Black Hole. Wait, what about Puffball? She hasn't talked in a while, could she fall asleep flying? He patted his hand on her head, no response. He pinched her, silence. He noticed that they were flying down at a slow rate, and soon they were in the forest. He looked down and waved his hand in front of Puffball, but still got no response. What on Earth was happening? He tried to get down in front of her face but fell slightly. He managed to grab onto some fluff though and landed right in front on her face. He felt something to put his foot on, some kind of long wooden object. He managed to get his footing right and looked back at Puffball. He almost fell off in shock at what he saw. Puffball... Was dead. 

"Wha- How did- What?! Did I miss something for the 5 minutes I didn't pay attention?!"

He realized that what he was stepping on, was a long spear, lodged in her cheek. Her eyes open and lifeless. Her mouth was open, no vocoding voice leaving her lips. He quickly climbed back onto the top and grabbed the materials, stashing them in a pack he managed to grab from Stapy before the accident. He was about to stand up when suddenly they crashed. He tried jumping off, but only got a branch in his face. This ended knocking him out, and the last thing he saw was 2 people approaching him. 

"Pen...?"

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Team: A Better Name Than That!

8-ball was scribbling something on a chalkboard, looking at it, then erasing it quickly. He let out a sigh and closed his eye, thinking hard about what to do. His team was just lying around, wallowing in their losses. Everybody besides Grassy had worked to get rid of Coiny and Pin, ending in two casualties, Golf Ball and Pin. Ever since then, Tennis Ball has been distant, and Grassy is trying to get him to be back in the group. 8-ball on the other hand, has been busy brain storming. That wasn't going well for him though, as he always found a fault in his plans. He knew his team counted on him, with Tennis Ball moping and Grassy being... Grassy, 8-ball was the only one on his team that could lead them to victory.  So, why couldn't he find a solution? His stomach growled almost as a response. 8-ball felt relieved at it. That's it, I'm too hungry to think. He rolled out of his room and pressed a button with his body. This turned all of the stairs into more of a slide, and he rolled down with ease. He was about to grab a snack and leave when he saw the Grassy talking to Tennis Ball at the table. They waved him hi and invited him over. Still a little surprised, he took a seat across from them, curiosity eating at him. Grassy told a joke, getting a laugh out of Tennis Ball. 8-ball however, just stared at him, wondering when he returned back to normal. He noticed and avoided his stare awkwardly, Grassy also noticed, and said,

"8-ball. It's rude to stare. Is there something wrong with Tennis Ball?"

"W-What? Oh, it's nothing. Just wondering when you stopped being depressed."

"Hey! I wasn't being depressed! I was just... Yeah, I stopped after Grassy and I had a talk."

"Well, it's good you stopped. I need help coming up with a plan, and you sulking before wasn't helping."

"Sorry for having feelings."

"Thank you for the apology. Now, we need to think about what to do. Because sitting around won't get us anywhere."

"Grassy doesn't mind sitting around!"

"Well, 8-ball does, and I think that we need to build some sort of invention. Tennis Ball, didn't Golf Ball have ideas that would help us?"

"Yeah! Here, let's go to her room."

Tennis Ball quickly walked in that direction and 8-ball followed behind slowly. Grassy stayed at the table, looking at the two. A grin began to form on his face.

"Grassy is glad that everybody is starting to work together again."

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New Dead/Infected Characters:

-Puffball

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I AM SO SORRY! This chapter took so long to get out, and I am incredibly sorry for that. The last canon chapter was two weeks ago, and I just couldn't write. However, I finally managed to publish this.