Knife mumbled something incoherently, his words quiet and nonsensical. He slowly opened his eyes and sat up. He looked around, it was...green tinted, and dark. He tried to focus his eyes, and by the time he did, he saw trees, everywhere. the sun shining through the layers and layers of leaves on the rows of trees.
"Where The fuck am I?" He asked himself, slowly standing himself up and using the tree as a support. He felt a bit light-headed as he stood, sighing and staying still until the feeling went away to the point where he could actually walk.
Eventually he began to walk, looking around and trying to figure out where the hell he was. He walked forward, sticking his hands in his pockets, all his trash missing. Somebody emptied his pockets, and he wasn't thrilled with it. He continued forward, trying to get some sense of where the fuck he was. He roamed down the dark, shady path, trees surrounding the path.
Suddenly he saw someone lying down ahead. They didn't look dead at least, but their back half did look familiar to Knife is what he could tell. He hesitantly walked forward towards this..person on the ground. He kneeled down and poked the object Infront of him. See, the "memory wiper 2000" didn't work for Knife, only making him feel a little foggy.
He poked the object once more, hearing a little groan as he rolled over. It was Trophy! Knife wasn't sure why but her was relieved to see him. Trophy looked up at Knife, confused. "Hm..? who are you? And where am I?" He said, his voice groggy. Knife looked; his eyebrow raised. "I'm Knife, don't you remember me?" He said, an unamused tone, thinking Trophy was joking. Trophy looked blankly, almost like there was nothing in that stupid shiny head of his. "...? I don't know any "Knife". Are you kidding or what? You already seem insane, and I don't know if I even want to be near you." He said, now glaring at Knife, almost emotionless. Knife's face went blank, actually feeling concern. He might not want to be around Trophy, but he thinks he should at least be able to go back to the hotel he came from, maybe with knowing everybody. That made Knife question things too. Why would they dump him in a forest? Why not put him back in Hotel OJ? He was popular too, so..why? Thats what he wanted to find out.
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stopping there for now, motivation low as shit. have fun with a cliffhanger, now you get to wait half a year for another chapter/j
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Forget It.. (A Knife And Trophy Fic)
FanfictionTrophy has a slight crush on Knife, but Knife doesn't like him back, not yet, that is... Knife has had issues with trophy since nearly day one. Trophy seems to come off as a selfish asshole who doesn't care about anybody elses well-being except his...
