Bloodbath [Inanimate Insanity Fanfic]

Chapter One

Day One

I slowly woke up, inhaling the cold air from the AC. 

What time is it? 

{groan} 

Balloon.

"I'm not sleep.."

Are you sure about that? I think not.

{snoring}

Balloon jolted awake, ironically gasping for air.

"I'm awake! I wasn't sleeping!"

Pfft, what an idiot.

{chuckle} He frowned at me.

"It's not funny, Taco."

Could have fooled me.

"Hmph."

Whatever.

{ticking}

I'm think I'm going to lose it if I don't get the time..

"What time is it?"

{sigh}

"It's close to midnight."

I didn't know Balloon had his own wristwatch.
I guess you learn something new everyday.

"Midnight? I thought it was already midnight!"

Balloon nodded. "Me too."

This is so boring..

{sigh}

"I hope OJ's okay out there.."

Why wouldn't he be?!

{snicker} "Duh, he's actually trained for combat..unlike you, Balloon."

{angry sigh} "Y-You're so mean Taco.."

And?

Balloon rolled over. "Leave me alone."

If you insist..
{thunder rumbles}

{shriek} Uh oh.

{lightning flashes} "Ack!"

Geez, what's his problem?

Balloon crawled out of the cot and sat up. "I'm a little cold." I don't care.

"C-Can you please turn it down or off, Taco?"

..Why should I do that?

I shrugged, wrapping the fuzzy blanket around my shoulders. "That's not my problem, Balloon. You should know that by now."

{clenching} {steaming}

Oops, too late to turn back time. Oh well.

Balloon flushed redder. "Why are you so mean to me, Taco?! It's the end of the world and everyone is dying now! But you still want to yell at me for no--"

Shut up.

I rolled my eyes. "You need to calm down. Now." Please.

{deep breath}

"..Fine. Sorry, I just lost it." Oh yes you did, Balloon. Yes you did.

I shrugged again, slightly chilly. "It's fine, I guess."

Not really, but after seeing Balloon go ballistic, I have to keep my cool.

{sigh of relief} "Um, okay then." {ticking} Balloon glanced near the tinted windows. "..Taco?" Yes?

"Mmhm?" He toyed with an orange doll of some sort.

"..When does the battle start again? The apocalypse, I mean." 

Oh, that.

Well..

I pointed toward the giant clock bolted into the wall hanging across from us. "It starts at midnight, to be exact. It's eleven fifty-eight right now."

Balloon and I looked at each other. We were thinking the exact same thing. OJ!

"..Balloon?"

He shook his head. "..What is it?" I motioned to the clock again. "Eleven fifty-nine."

{ding!}

His face paled. "Ah --"

..It's midnight now.

The two of us slammed our faces in the pillows, trying to drown out the sound of objects being slaughtered.