GOLF BALL: Ok, everyone! Now that you all have taken your pills, we're splitting into two teams today. One team will continue to build the defenses for the buildings, while the other team will gather supplies.
NICKEL: Teams are so three years ago.
BOOK: Supplies for what?
TENNIS BALL: Anything, really, that ensures our survival and comfort during the storm. Food, drinks, tarps for stuff like the garden, figure it out.
FRIES: What are the teams?
GOLF BALL: Team A is Coiny, Pin, Book, Pencil, Ruby, Flower, Nickel, Gelatin, myself, and Needy-
NEEDLE: (I automatically slapped her.) DON'T CALL ME NEEDY!
GOLF BALL: Gah! Keep your hands to yourself.
TENNIS BALL: The rest of you; Yellow Face, Fries, Bomby, Ice Cube, Bubble, Rocky, Spongy, and Woody, will come with me.
FLOWER: Oh, so TB got all the useless ones, huh?
ROCKY: Hmph!
NEEDLE: (Rocky threw up, but this time, it was acid, and the vomit immediately killed Flower.)
GOLF BALL: Great, now somebody has to go recover her.
RUBY: I'll do it!
PENCIL: Ruby, no! We're supposed to-
NEEDLE: (Ruby ran off to the recovery center. Guess the "teams" are more even now.)
BOOK: Golf Ball, what activity is this group doing?
GOLF BALL: We're going to the stores to gather supplies. We should start with food.
GELATIN: Uh, Golf Ball, we don't need food to survive, especially me.
COINY: I think I'd go insane if we didn't have any food to eat.
NICKEL: Yeah, me too.
PIN: It's not everyday that you two agree on something.
PENCIL: Guess that's a sign we have to do this.. I could be hanging out in the clubhouse right now.
BOOK: Pencil, are you okay? You've been acting kind of off lately..
PENCIL: Oh, what would you know?!
NEEDLE: (It's probably because of how long Match has been in the locker of losers. She keeps acting harsher to compensate.)
GOLF BALL: Come on, team, I suggest we go down THIS street first!
NICKEL: Sure, I don't see why not.
NEEDLE: (All of us headed down the street and entered a store full of snacks.)
GOLF BALL: Only grab packaged food, not produce like fruits and vegetables. We don't know how long those have been wasting away.
COINY: Darn, I wanted to eat this delicious looking apple..
NEEDLE: There's cobwebs on that, Coiny.
COINY: Geez, no need to nag!
PENCIL: Let's get this over with.
NEEDLE: (Everyone begins to walk around the store, picking up items and working together to decide what food everybody would want.)
NICKEL: We should get Bomby bananas, he loves those things!
GELATIN: Nickel, you're a genius!
PIN: Golf Ball said to NOT grab produce items.
GELATIN: Worst case scenario, he dies from food poisoning and we bring him back.
BOOK: We can't just abuse the recovery center like that!
GOLF BALL: We won't be able to use it during the storm anyways, everyone has to remain in a shelter.
NEEDLE: Get him something banana flavored instead. (I grab a box of crackers and show it to Golf Ball. She nods and approves of it, so I grab a purple bag and throw it inside.)
PIN: Yeah, like.. uhm.. acorns?
NEEDLE: (Coiny and I pause, then start laughing. Everyone else starts laughing as well, even Pencil, who's got a small smile on her face. It's not mean or anything, Pin doesn't seem embarrassed, but everyone's having fun.)
NICKEL: Good idea, Pin and Needy!
NEEDLE: (Without thinking, I slapped him as hard as I could.) DON'T CALL ME- (He went flying into a nearby shelf, knocking over an entire shelf. Some of the boxes that fell off it look damaged now.)
BOOK: Needle, why'd you do that?!
NEEDLE: I didn't mean to!
NICKEL: Hey, I'm fine, nothing damaged.
GOLF BALL: That was still incredibly reckless. I bet if I called you "Needy" right now, you'd probably kill someone.
NEEDLE: (I raised my hand to slap her, but Pin held my arm down.)
PIN: Stop it, Needle! There's never been a reason to act like that over a nickname.
NEEDLE: Actually, there's-
COINY: Yeah, stop acting so strange! First you abandon Pin and I during movie night, now you're trying to stop us from getting supplies.
NEEDLE: But I didn't abandon you, I left because both of you didn't like my movie, and then P- (I closed my mouth when I noticed Pencil glaring at me.)
PENCIL: Everyone's tired of you being such a hindrance. Even your friends don't like you.
PIN: That's not true, Needle's a great friend!
PENCIL: Oh yeah? Everyone dislikes her so much that they flinch saying the word "needy," even when she isn't around!
PIN: I- Well - Coiny, what do you think?
COINY: She's.. I have nothing to add.
NEEDLE: (I frowned. Did they seriously just do that to me?) Guys-
GOLF BALL: Just get back to work, now that the supplies on that shelf are damaged, we have to grab them before they collect dust.
BOOK: Well, what's on that shelf?
NEEDLE: (Closer inspection shows that the shelf contained tons of gross packages, like pickle flavored candy. Oops.)
GELATIN: Ugh, I hate raisins..
NICKEL: Then don't take them! I personally don't like these bags of fish shaped grain.
PIN: Why not? They seem fine.
NEEDLE: (Nickel opened the bag of goldfish with his leg to reveal bugs crawling around the inside of it.)
GELATIN: Ugh, just seeing that makes me sick, maybe I'll turn green from disgust!
NEEDLE: (I wanted to tell him that he was already green, but it seems my input in conversations isn't needed. I kept my mouth shut and grabbed most of the damaged goods for myself. It's my fault, after all.)
YOU ARE READING
Rainy Day | An IDFB Fanfic
FanfictionA storm is beginning to brew in Yoyle City, both literally and figuratively! While the others plan to make preparations in order for the storm to cause the least amount of damage, Needle is in inner turmoil, questioning her worth and whether or not...
