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Chapter One - Quite the kidnapping

Lightbulb was going about her day,  she gathered up her bedsheets in her laundry basket, and took them to the laundry room. She bundled them in, inserting a quarter. The soft clinking was another comfort in the daily life of Hotel OJ. She could hear the chatter of Paper and Microphone as they prepared lunches for everybody, mostly made possible by the fact that Mic amplifies everything around her. An interesting fact if you knew what you were listening for. Slowly, she closed the washer door, turning on her heel and heading back to the comfort of the dark hotel room. (wtf is up with laundry in this damn story)

Unlocking the door, she wandered in. The room was clean, must've been Soap on her daily routine. Funny how the pink and white girl thought it'd stay that way for long, she could just never keep this room clean.. She pulled open the blinds, wincing at the light. It was a beautiful sunny day, and she took a step back to enjoy the light on her face.

Little did Lightbulb know, Test Tube and Fan waited in the shadows, a grin on Test Tube's face, a concentrated frown on Fan's. Each clutched a little thing of stuff that would put the two to sleep, woven sacks, and cloths, of course. They were waiting for Paintbrush to come in, and would snag the pair and escape out the back door for the not-so-secret lab.

It had been a little while, and Paintbrush had returned to the room. Sitting next to Lightbulb and gently hugging her hello, they began talking about how Baxter had been more quiet lately. Test Tube gave the cue, and she and Fan leaped out of the closet, aggressively struggling to corner them. Lightbulb had terrible reflexes and was quickly downed, Paintbrush put up a bit of a fight, but was soon beat. They shoved the two into sacks, PB being weighing less than expected, and ran for it.

Test Tube set down the bag with Lightbulb in it, spamming the buttons and opening the chute. Once again grabbing the sack, she let Fan jump in and followed just a few moments after. They walked the pair to a room, choosing one with lots of cameras so the pair's every move could be tracked.

"So, what're we gonna name 'em" ... "Excuse me??" she said. "What do we want to call them? Lightbulb and Paintbrush won't do if we decide to talk about this upstairs." He made a pointing-up motion. "Huh, you're right. What were you thinking?" A code name was smart, and easy to refer to in writing and public. "How about... L-1, and P-2? To signify who was first and such. If we get more subjects we can do the same thing!" Test Tube smiled, "Good idea, bud."

Paintbrush stirred and rubbed their head. "What the fuck...?" The room looked like something straight out of an asylum. Everything was padded in this cloth stuff. Every wall, the floor and even the ceiling. Something felt wrong, and the wringing in their ears was unbearable. They crawled over to wake Lightbulb, she stirred and sat up. "Painty... where are we?" Thats what the asylum room was for, they assumed. Lightbulb wasnt too good on her feet. "I.. dont know." "Oh. Okay! At least we're here together!" Count on her to be able to see the bright side of things no matter how bad the situation. "Ah! L-1, P-2! You're awake!" "Testy??" Lightbulb blinked a few times upon hearing her friend's voice in such a strange environment. "Yep! Welcome to my lab! You two are gonna be my newest subjects! Testing starts right now! L-1, would you mind coming over to the door? My assistant will be fetching you!" Lightbulb hesitated, unsure. "It'll be ok," Paintbrush smiled at her. "no matter what, she's still Test Tube." She smiled over at her tall friend, getting up and waving.

The door slid open and Fan stood there with a proud smile on his face, looking awfully like Cobs. "...Fan?" "Hi guys! C'mon L-1, Test Tube needs you for something, not quite certain." He obviously lied, the look he wore betrayed everything he said; Fan was exited. The
hallway they were now in was long and straight, with other rooms and halls branching off of it. They came to a brightly lit room with an examining table inside, Test Tube stood next to it. She wore her lab coat, glasses fixed on her face so that they obscured her eyes.