A little while after the fight, a limo drove through town, heading towards the hotel. Lightbulb looked out the window, thinking about the huge disaster that happened at the news station. She looked over at Test Tube, who was glaring at Paintbrush. They were playing with the buttons in the limo, & after messing with the buttons, they looked up at Test Tube, finally noticing her glare in confusion.
"What?" They asked.
"What!? WHAT!? WHAT WERE YOU DOING!?!?" She yelled at them.
"I owned my girl buddy a solid, isn't that a 'redeeming quality?' Helping friends with stuff?"
"NOT WITH TURF WARS THAT RESULTS IN TERRITORIAL GENOCIDE!"
"Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred, heh heh heh! I wasn't that bad anyway." Paintbrush laughed, & went back to messing with the limo buttons, taking their focus off of Test Tube.
Test Tube threw a knife past them, still needing to talk to them.
"Oh c'mon! My credibility was on the line! I mean, what kind of reputation would I have if people found out that I was trying to go clean? It just throws out my entire persona." Paintbrush said, trying to convince Test Tube to give them slack.
"Your credibility!? What about the hotels!? Your little stunt, made us a FUCKING joke!" Test Tube yelled back.
"Pfft. No no no babe, jokes are funny. I made you look... Uhhh... Sad. & pathetic. Like an orphan with no arms or legs with progeria." Paintbrush answered back.
Clearly their thoughts made Lightbulb uncomfortable as she shook & hid her head so she wouldn't have to hear any more of those thoughts, which Paintbrush could see how much it bugged her.
"Great! Now I'm bummed just thinking about it. Hey, does this thing have any liquor?"
Paintbrush searched around the limo for some liquor, to which annoyed Test Tube a lot as she went back to the main subject.
"Can you please just try to take this thing seriously, Paintbrush!?" She asked seriously, which annoyed them.
"Uhhh! Fine, I'll try. Just, don't blow yourself up with your 'extreme atychiphobia' or whatever the fuck stresses you nerds." Paintbrush answered back, pissing her off more.
"Was that you trying to be sexiest or a complete dick!?"
"Whatever pisses you off more. Is there seriously no liquor in here?" Paintbrush asked as they slump down in despair, not being able to find any.
"Lightbulb, I'm going to kill them." Test Tube told her as she still shot them a dirty look.
"Sorry toots, can't kill me. I'm your client, & as long as I'm here, you're stuck with me, bitch! Get used to it." Paintbrush commented, upsetting Test Tube even more.
"With some fucking piece of shit like you!" She mumbled.
"Listen, who cares if some jackasses get hurt, most of them are ugly freaks. Look around, we got a bunch of fuckin' Harlequin babies out here." Paintbrush laughed.
"You're the one to talk." Test Tube committed & smiled, upsetting Paintbrush.
"HEY! This body is flawless, everyone wants some of me. I even got the creepy fan letters to prove it."
Lightbulb was still really hurt by Paintbrush's betrayal back at the news station.
"That was really uncool you know, Painty." Lightbulb told Paintbrush, which upsetted Test Tube again.
"UNCOOL!? After that train wreck, there is no way anyone is going to stay at the hotel. ALL THANKS TO YOU & YOUR SELFISH BULLSHIT!!!" Test Tube yelled at Paintbrush again.
"... Does this mean I don't have a free room anymore?" Paintbrush asked.
Test Tube still glared at them.
"Aw, well shucks." Paintbrush answered their own question, dropping the subject.
Lightbulb, not wanting them to fight again, looked over to Test Tube & tried to calm her down.
"Hey, come on, we don't know if things are over yet. Try to relax, Testy, it'll be okay." Lightbulb smiled & rested a hand on Test Tube's shoulder. Test Tube calmed down a little & smiled at her friend.
They finally got to the hotel & left the limousine as The Cherries escorted them. Once they got inside the messy hotel, Test Tube flopped on the couch, rubbing her head as she tried to rest. Paintbrush went over to the fridge to get theirself a snack, only to find a box of popsicles. They weren't a big fan of popsicles, but shrugged & took one anyway.
"It's probably a good idea to get some actual food in this place. You know, to feed all the wayward objects you got in here." Paintbrush laughed, but then noticed how upset Lightbulb was & felt a little guilt. They wanted to apologize, but thought maybe it was better if they kept their mouth shut for now.
Lightbulb went out on the porch to call her dad about what happened today, only for her to leave a voicemail due to him not being around his phone. It took some time for her to try to start her message, but she began.
"Hi dad, I know I keep calling & you must be busy. Really busy. But... The interview didn't go well & I don't know if I'm going to make a difference. I don't know what I'm doing. I wish you could give me some advice, but... I-I think you were right about me. Anyway, I'll stop talking before this gets long. Love you, bye."
After she left her message, Lightbulb went back inside & sat down, with her back against the door, & cried. No one would listen to her, the whole city thought she was crazy, & her dad probably disowned her. She thought that maybe her idea was just a huge joke.
As she cried, she immediately stopped once she heard a knock on the door behind her. At first, she thought it was just her imagination, but the door knocked again. Both frightened & curious, Lightbulb got up & reached towards the doorknob to open the door, & to her surprise, it was the red & yellow object who liked her idea. The object everyone calls 'The Blogger,' Fan.
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Hazbin Lights (A Inanimate Insanity & Hazbin Hotel AU)
FanficCW// Drugs, cussing, sex & sexual jokes On Inanimate Island, Lightbulb (The ruler of II's daughter) wants to help all the citizens who were eliminated from the game to join back & live peacefully in Dream Island, but everyone thinks her idea is wort...
