Demon In My Room (A Trophissues Fanfic)

he ran away.

Sorry for taking so long... Again lol. But hopefully next time won't be as long. Cya on the flip side! edit, nov 12, 2023: Fixed a plothole and tried to make the formatting more palatable lol! Also gave it a title.

“S-Soap? Soap you’re awake!”

       Soap stirred from her slumber, looking at her surroundings. She was in Trophy’s bedroom, all cozy in the sheets. Tissues and Lightbulb were sitting on either side of her. Trophy was resting peacefully all curled up, and she could assume he was regressed. “OK, sooo… What happened while I was out. I remember that… Oh God.” Soap remembered who had contacted her a few hours prior. “Don’t worry Soap, you don’t have to think about him now. I think it would be good if we all just relaxed for the rest of the day, anyways.” Lightbulb said. “And to your question… Welll, It’s gonna be a long story.” The girl started to explain.

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       “Soap!” Exclaimed Tissues, rushing to her side, “Ohgodohgodohgodohgod-”. “D-Don’t worry, she faints all the time.” Lightbulb nonchalantly explained. But Tissues could still see the lightly veiled concern on her face, though. “Now, * grunt *, could you pull back the covers for me” Said the ditzy blonde, picking up Soap like no big deal. I guess that’s where Trophy got all of that strength from. , Tissues thought, pulling back the covers like Lightbulb instructed. Lightbulb placed down Soap on the bed, and neatly tucked her in. “Now where’s Trophy… T-Trophy?” Lightbulb and Tissues looked around, seeing no signs of the jock. “...OH GOD WE LOST TROPHY!”

       “Uhmmm… I’ll go to look for him and you stay in here in case he comes back or Soap wakes up ok?” Tissues quickly came up with a plan. “OK, but make sure you check Soap’s room… first. * sigh* ” Tissues was gone before Lightbulb could finish.

        Ok, so, what would I do if my super-no-good-horrible father texted my sister, gave everyone a panic attack, and made her faint? Tissues thought, scanning the halls of Hotel OJ. Well, I don’t have a sister, and i’m pretty sure I blocked my dad’s phone number and he isn't even that bad comparatively. …Ok so what would I do if that did happen to me? 

       Tissues thought for a moment. Well, I would probably run, hide, and cry. I don’t know if Trophy would do that too, buuut it’s the best thing I have. The long haired freak looked for a hiding spot, and started searching the rooms of everyone Trophy had a somewhat positive relationship with. Thinking that Soap and Lightbulb’s rooms were probably empty, he went to the Maraschino’s room first.

       “Hey kids! Y'all seen Trophy? We’ve been looking for him.” Exclaimed Tissues, knocking on the kid’s door. “* sigh * What happened? Usually if Trophy was gone you’d be ecstatic .” Plainly stated Cher, opening the door. “Welll, * sniff *, long story short, Trophy, Soap, and Lightbulb really don’t like this guy called Goblet, and Goblet tried to text Soap. Soap fainted, Lightbulb almost cried, and Trophy ran away. Now do you two know where he is?” Tissues explained to the twins.

       “Oh, Trophy’s dad? That’s bad.” Ries whispered to Cher under his breath. “Well, we haven’t seen him today.” “...GOBLET IS TROPHY'S DAD!?” Exclaimed Tissues, “HOW DO YOU KIDS KNOW THAT?”