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9 : Crazed

Fan gently pressed the ice pack to his swollen eye, wincing as he did. The cold helped soothe it, though it still stung.

"Is that any better?" OJ asked, sitting next to Fan.

"Yeah, thanks." Fan said casually. OJ nodded and gave a feigned smile before standing up.

The infirmary was unusually packed today. There was Fan and OJ on one of the cots, of course. Then there was Trophy on the cot across from Fan's. Knife was standing near the door, though he was mostly there to make sure another fight didn't break out. Apple and Marshmallow had also been invited to come in to discuss what had happened, but they declined.

"Alright," OJ spoke up, now standing between Fan and Trophy. "I'm sure you two know what happened. Unfortunately, I don't, so I'd like you to tell me."

"She- Soap was there." Trophy said first, looking at OJ. "She was there, I was able to talk to her and-"

"From the start, Trophy." OJ interrupted him before he could get too far with his explanation. Trophy huffed, but didn't say anything else. "Fan, why don't you try?"

"Uhm- alright, I'll try." Fan said, his voice low. "So... Do you know what Purgatory Mansion is? From the sixth episode of Season 2?"

"Mhm. I'm assuming that's the building that burnt down then?"

"Yeah, it was."

"Alright. So there was the mansion. Was this where you were going the past few weeks or...?"

"Yep."

"Oh, so you were planning to kill her?" Trophy interjected crossly, crossing his arms.

"I didn't kill anybody! At least, I didn't kill anybody who wasn't revived, but I definitely didn't kill anybody on purpose, let alone plan a murder." Fan argued.

"Then why the hell isn't Soap here anymore?!" Trophy shouted, standing up.

"Calm down, calm down!" OJ said, putting his hands up defensively. "Let's try to sort this out verbally rather than giving Fan another black eye, okay?"

"That's not a suggestion, is it?"

"Nope. So please just sit back down."

Trophy groaned, but sat back down regardless. OJ could already tell this was going to get exhausting. "Okay, so there was the mansion. Then what?"

"I was visiting there because Marshmallow and Apple lived there." Fan explained, making small gestures with his hands as he did.

"Great, so you didn't just kill Soap, and Bow as well now that I think about it, but you also burned down Marshmallow and Apple's home!" Trophy said, though this time he at least remained seated.

"Soap and Bow are dead, Trophy. They have been for a long fucking while." Knife spoke out, taking a step forward. "They couldn't have been killed by Fan if they were already dead in the first place."

"No, you don't get it!" Trophy shouted, standing up again and walking towards Knife. "They were there! Both of them were! I don't know how they were, but they were there. Why don't any of you ever listen?"

"Because you're talking nonsense. I hate to be rude, but you sound like a lunatic right now." Knife said blatantly. Trophy paused for a moment.

"Of course you guys don't believe me," Trophy started, "you never do. When Lightbulb and Soap first went missing, I was the only one who was in the slightest bit worried. I helped my damn best with the search team, I was the one who dig deeper and deeper into our lead. I figured out it was Test Tube early on, but none of you guys wanted to believe me. So I went out of my way to help, all by myself! And after a month in that godforsaken laboratory, I managed to get OJ out. I was the reason he escaped in the first place, I helped him escape knowing damn well what I'd go through afterwards, isn't that right?"