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Teardrop stood upon the stage, besides Golf Ball.

She was ranting on and on about food or something. Teardrop wasn't paying attention as she split everyone up into weather they needed to eat or not.

Teardrop looked back at the two groups.

Bell, Foldy, Basketball, Lightning, Fanny, Marker, Tennis Ball, Pen, Eraser, Puffball, Pin, Coiny, Needle, Saw, Gaty, Yellow Face, Rocky, Clock, Winner, Cloudy, Bottle, Ice Cube, Nickel, Bomby, Price Tag, Naily, and Book were all in one group. Teardrop knew her and Golf Ball would be included there.

The other group, the people that didn't need food, only consisted of Grassy, Robot Flower, Eggy, Tree, Remote, Pie, Black Hole, TV, Fries, Donut, and Cake. They all had reasons they didn't need to eat. Teardrop didn't question it.

She couldn't.

Yet.

She knew she'd talk soon enough.
Golf Ball turned to Teardrop, and she nodded.

Golf Ball sighed, and looked back at everyone. She liked this feeling of power. She could tell anyone what to do.
She had put herself in charge.

And she didn't regret it one bit.

She would be the one to keep everyone safe. She'd be the one that would be in charge. She'd be the one to merge all the teams.

She could feel Tennis Ball looking at her.
He was upset. First he knew of what Golf Ball had done, and now she was putting herself in charge? He knew this was wrong. He should stop this, but he was admittedly scared to speak up.
But he knew he had to say something, right? Was he the only one that knew?

He looked over at Teardrop, who was looking at him. He wondered why she was standing besides Golf Ball.

Normally that spot was for him.

Tennis Ball frowned. He wished he had never asked. He doubted things could be repaired between him and Golf Ball.
They had been the closest of friends.

But Golf Ball was a monster. Tennis Ball knew she probably didn't deserve friendship after what she had done.
But he couldn't help but want to be there besides her.

He was hungry. He was upset. He felt hurt, and he felt mad at Golf Ball.
She couldn't continue this.


















"And we'll split whatever food we have between those that need to eat. Nobody will have to starve." Golf Ball smiled as she finished talking. She knew the next course of action once they run out of food for good.

Donut, Cake, Fries, and Pie would be great. Golf Ball couldn't help but chuckle.
She probably seemed crazy.

She cast a glance at Tennis Ball. He was glaring daggers at Golf Ball.
She didn't care, she'd deal with him later.

She looked back at the groups. She'd have to think of something to do about the temperature, but it seemed fine for now.

(sorry for the late and short chapter, this is just what I had and I was kinda out of ideas but I promise i'll get something💔)
September 26, 2023

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