Inanimate [road] Trip! || Inanimate Insanity S. 2 || abandoned unfinished.

The Worst Idea Ever Created

"Alright everybody, the next challenge is starting! Gather around!"

Ugh... Not another one of those stupid "challenges". They're getting annoying, especially with the threat of elimination hanging over my head every episode. Who knows if I'll even make it through the day today? What if I loose a challenge for my team? It's practically unbearable.

"Awh, come on Balloon! You're gonna miss the challenge instructions!" Suitcase calls out.
"...yeah."

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"Okay everyone... You're all here? Eh, I couldn't care anyway. Whoever's not here, well, its their loss!"

Ha ha. Soo funny, MePhone.

"So... um... I didn't have any ideas for a challenge as usual, so credits for this one goes to my favorite co-host, MePad!"

I notice Toilet frowning at MePhone from behind the stage, next to a whiteboard with barely legible writing across it. Probably challenge ideas Toilet had written.

"We are going... on a Road Trip!"

Just the second those two words escaped MePhone's mouth, everyone in sights' expression had changed. I for one, wasn't even sure what to think.

"W...Uh... Where!?" A perfectly reasonable question from Paintbrush.
"I don't know! Isn't that funny?"
"Haha, yeah, it is!" Cheesy slaps his knee.

Fan was no less than (clearly) distraught by this. Inanimate Insanity really was going off the rails. Challenges have been getting so weird lately.

"UH!?!? We're heading outside of the show bounds now? What is happening!?"

MePhone coughs.

"Can we get in the van now? MePad, do you have the van?"
"Wait, wait, wait... Van??" Microphone yells.
"Yes Ms. Microphone. We are going in a van." MePad replies. Weirdly polite how he refers to everyone with Mr. or Ms.
"How are we all supposed to fit in that!?"

MePhone shrugs. Man, this really was not thought through.

"Yeah! There are uh... one.. seven.. thirty-eight... There are one-hundred-two of us!!!"
"Uh, a little off point Apple... there's thirteen." Nickel states, sarcastically of course.
"Oh, sorry Coiny, I forgot to count myself, hehe!"

...Coiny? Knife rolls his eyes. Things clearly aren't gonna go well.

"Since I didn't have the time to pick seats," MePhone winks, "You can all fight over them! Good luck everybody. Oh and by the way, front two seats are taken. Me and MePad."
"MePad and I, sir."
"Whatever."

FIGHT!? I... I can't do this! Surely Suitcase wouldn't either. I turn to her. "Suitcase???" Oh... I guessed wrong. not even ten seconds, and everyone except for Nickel and I were on the floor throwing hands. No one even made it to the van, barely ten steps away yet!

"... I don't care who I get next to, it'll be horrible either way." Nickel comments. I look to the floor. I don't know if Nickel realized it, but I am the 'who I get next to'. I can just tell.

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Maybe five minutes of standing around later, most of the people here have settled in their seats. The only two left were Apple and Lightbulb fighting over who sits next to Marshmallow.

"Aw, come on Marshy, pick me! I'm totally like, your total BFF!!! Pleaaaase??"
"Oh, but I wanna sit behind Painty!!!"
"I DON'T WANT YOU BEHIND ME, LIGHTBULB."
"AUGHHH!"

Another couple minutes later, and Apple ended up with a pouty-face sitting next to Cheesy (and rightfully so). Our seats ended up looking like this:

Of course I got seated right in the middle, between two of the most annoying people here. Why? Do I really need to explain myself? I was totally right... This is going to be horrible.