Inanimate insanity oneshots (requests Open again!!!)

when I die I want you all there with me

A/N this one is not a direct ship chapter but it's just a really sad tissues oneshot, there may be some ships implied tho idk yet

TW: character death,

"When I die I don't want to be alone" tissues spoke with a nasily tone, his voice almost at a whisper level.

"What happened to good morning, holy shit" Trophy shot back with a disturbed scoff. Tissues sneezed into his arm and sat up leaning into the back of the bed frame.

"I just...worry sometimes that my condishawn might kill me oneday" tissues seemed hesitant to admit it and it was quite irrational to think his condishawn was going to kill him, especially since many doctors have said that his condishawn was no where near deadly. Tissues still feared that his life would be cut short due to his permanent illness.

"Dude that makes no sense, so many professionals have told you that you're condition can't kill you" Trophy stated followed by another sassy scoff.

"First of all its condishawn, second of all, I'm aware it may be...a little irrational, but still!" He immediately regretted raising his voice as he felt his throat ripple with pain.

"Ow"

"Trust the doctors, their the ones who spent half of their life at school just to help usless, sickly, losers like you" Trophy snickerd at his insult before heading towards their hotel room door, and just like that Trophy was gone.

"Well goodbye to you to then" Tissues muttered quietly. He felt weak, weaker than normal, in fact and his chest felt extremely tight and slow. He layed back down in bed and tried breathing normally but he found it rather difficult. Tissues layed back down in his bed as he felt his eyes slowly shut. He quickly grabbed a piece of paper from a notebook that just happened to be right beisde his bed, he quickly grabbed a pen and scribbled something onto the paper before his eyes twitched as his chest tightened to a sickening close.
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Trophy, yinyang, cheesy and soap all hung about in the lobby. Usually pickle would be hanging on the couch playing video games with knife but they both seemed to be out at the moment. Soap was cleaning, no surprise there, yinyang was arguing about God knows what at this point, and Cheesy was making breakfast. Every thing was just as normal as you can get.

Until papers shrill scream came from the stairs as he ran down them, he had tears in his eyes.

"TISSUES ISN'T WAKING UP AND HE ISNT MOVING" the entire lobby perked up as OJ ran out of his office to see what the commotion was about.

"What going on in here!" OJ looked at paper who looked like he had just seen a ghost.

"TISSUES WON'T WAKE UP" he choked looking down at the floor.

"WHAT" OJ yelled before immediately sprinting up the stairs towards Tissues and Trophys shared room. The rest of the lobby followed OJ up and stopped at the door way. By the time they got there OJ was already in the room reading something before checking Tissues pluse. He removed his hand slowly and looked toward everyone, his expression read empty sadness.

"Hes dead..." OJ mumbled, he was extremely quiet almost hessitant to say it. Gasps filled the area as Yinyang stepped forward and pushed OJ aside.

"You're crazy! He's completely fine" yang barked taking Tissues by the shoulders.

"Yang..." yin intervened making both of their hands drop Tissues.

"He won't wake up yang"

"Yes he will, your just a stupid idiot!" Yang yelled backed picking tissues up again and shaking him vigorously. Yinyang had a strong relationship with tissues, they were really close friends since none of them where really well liked among the hotel.

"Why isn't he waking up! Wake up you dumb idiot" yangs cries echoed the room. Yin sighed knowing that yang would have to figure this one out on his own. Soap stepped out from the small crowd of people and placed a hand on yinyangs shoulder.

"Hes gone yang, I'm sorry" yang dropped Tissues and took a step backwards. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks. Yins side began to get tears in his eyes as the heavy realization that hit yang also seemed to hit him alwell.

Trophy ran and stood beside the bed with the others along with Cheesy.

"Oh god" Cheesy choked clinging onto Trophys hand and crying into his shoulder. Papers shrill cry could also be heard from accross the room.

"You guys might want to read this" OJ stated solemnly as he handed them the shakily ripped piece of paper.

Dear everyone

I wish I wasn't alone when fate took me. But my condishawn was bound to kill me, even if doctors told me it wouldn't. My one goal in life was to be able to live a long healthy life and while some may argue my life wasn't fully well lived, I had friends and that was all I needed to die happy. I just wish I could have died with you all by my side. I love you all

Tissues.

"He's really never waking up" yang croaked after finishing the note he shakily handed it back to OJ as he wiped his tear filled face.

"He's really gone..." Yin added letting yang wipe the tears from his face.

"He really died alone" soap whisperd as she looked down to the ground.

"I'm sorry Tissues" Trophy mumbled as he comforted Cheesy who was breaking down into Trophy's shoulder.

"Goodbye tissues..." Cheesy sobbed, everyone else stayed silent, papers cries could be heard from the corner of the room, OJ was sitting there silently, soap was looking to the floor solemnly, yinyang was teary eyed and Trophy was trying to calm Cheesy down.

Tissues was gone...

And he died alone, just like he was always told he would.

Alone

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A/N Im sorry!! I just felt like writing a really sad chapter. I  actually really hate how this chapter was written but oh well.Maybe I'll write a light hearted chapter if I feel like it...idk tho, anyway have a nice day/night!

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