I Can't Stop... - An OK K.O. story

Pure Imperfection

We walked clumsily out of the breakroom. We still weren't quite used to this. Staying in sync is pretty tricky, especially when we're not fighting something, where we have a single goal in mind. We noticed Enid at the counter as usual. She noticed us and perked up, calling Rad over. We walked up to greet her.

"Hey Enid!"

She seemed surprised, but slightly confused. "Woah! Why are you guys P.K.O.?"

"We just wanted to try it. Plus, T.K.O. doesn't like being alone-" We seemed to have crossed a line of our own, quickly shutting our mouth to not say anything further. That's when Rad walked up and added to our comment.

"Wait, T.K.O. doesn't like being alone?? I thought he hated people in general!"

"I do! We- wait... I-" We fumbled our words, I wanted to say one thing, while K.O. wanted to say another. I could feel my grasp of control slipping, we were falling apart. We fell straight to the floor, trying to quickly pick ourselves back up, but we ended up failing to stay P.K.O.

I was teleported back to my house, while K.O. was laying face down on the floor, passed out. I could hear Rad's voice from the TV.

"Dude! Are you okay!?"

Enid had rushed over as well. "K.O.!!"

I felt worse than I did before. This was my one chance to stick with K.O. and I failed... K.O. had taken this chance to return to the mindspace. He had a determined look on his face and he held his hand out to me. "I'm not giving up on P.K.O.! I won't give up on you!!"

I sighed, took his hand, and we tried again.

We woke up, feeling strangely dizzy. We were P.K.O. again, which was nice, and we decided to stop and think before responding to people, so we hopefully could agree on what to stay and not fall apart again. We could barely even hear Rad and Enid, there was so much haze we couldn't understand what was going on. We looked up to see Rad rushing off somewhere, and Enid looking extremely panicked. There was something dripping down the side of our head, we could hardly feel it, much less feel anything, really. We wiped whatever it was off and checked our hand. A shiny red liquid, now drying dull, was smeared there...

We suddenly realized what this was and why Enid and Rad were panicking... We were bleeding!? We felt ourselves lose sync again, but fought it, trying to resolve back to similar thoughts and feelings. Rad had returned with a first-aid kit by this time, but right before we could say or do anything we blacked out.

Shorter again, but who cares? It's not like this'll get very popular. I hope people will prove me wrong on that-