(PLEASE STOP READING THIS SAD DUMPING STORY) Some Basic TB x GB Story

Thoughts

GB's POV: 

"Finally done with the rocket, TB, what do you think?" I asked Tennis ball as we looked at the rocket. 

"I think it looks great GB!" 

"Wait a second, something doesn't seem right about it," I started. "I think I messed something up, let me look closer at the inside,"

I walked up the gray stairs of the rocket and looked inside to make sure everything was where it needed to be, then found that a few bits and pieces were absent that were mandatory. 

"TB! There are some parts that need to be screwed in! Could you go and grab a few screws and a matching screwdriver?"

Tennis ball walked over to my large desk and pulled out 4 screws and a large screwdriver, then hurried back.

"Golf ball, are these the ones you need?" Tennis ball questioned. 

"Perfect! These will do," I replied, then screwed the parts in.

"Alright, I think everything's good now, just gotta keep checking,"

I checked the rocket 5 more times. That might seem like a bad thing, but it leaves less room for error, and we need this rocket to work perfectly so all of us stay in the game (except 8-ball, I hate him as much as I hate Basketball). 

"GB, now that the rocket's done, do you maybe wanna go outside?" Tennis ball requested. 

Okay, what is his deal with being outside the factory so much? We have everything we need in here, there's no reason to be out there. We get fresh air from outside(since there's no door to the factory, just an entrance), we don't have to eat food to survive, and there's much to do here. Besides, whenever we go outside, we always get confronted by somebody, and it's usually not for a good reason. I'm tempted to just ask him about it, but I'm afraid he'll get uncomfortable and stop being friends with me. I'm naturally not a social object, but he's the only object who will deal with me. Sometimes instincts just kick in, you know?

"You know what, sure," I replied, and Tennis ball smiled and blushed a little. 

I might seem cold and heartless, but I do want Tennis ball to be happy. He's my friend and he helped me work on the rocket, like a reward. 

Tennis ball's POV: 

I find it surprising that Golf ball was fine with going outside the factory without disagreeing or questioning it. As we walk around outside, I think back to Coiny and I's conversation a few days ago. I do love Golf ball, no matter what. And of course, I'll keep quiet about it, and if she feels the same way, I'll wait and let her tell me she's ready for a relationship. I'll just come forward and say that I can not stop thinking about her though. I can't help but smile when I see her smiling, when I see her making plans, and honestly, she's pretty. 

"Tennis ball? You okay? Your cheeks are pink-"Golf ball asked with a confused expression, as she was talking about 8-ball before. 

"I can explain," I began. "it's 24 degrees(celsius, 76 degrees Fahrenheit) and I'm kinda warm, and usually my cheeks turn pink when it's warm, haha,"

"Oh- kay? As I was saying, why does 8-ball think he can just show up and be like "Hey, so I hate you, let me take your spot as leader of the team, surely I can come up with better ideas than you" and also get us up for elimination and get his precious Basketball out and be like "I didn't care about her anyways". Bad leadership if you ask me," Golf ball explained. 

"I agree with all of that, why would he try to do that in the first place even if it could cause his elimination?"

I don't actually have negative or positive on 8-ball, he's just kinda there. The one thing I can actually agree with is why he's trying to mess with Golf ball in the first place, I mean, it could be because he doesn't know her well enough to be scared of her or dislike her. I'm yapping again in my head-

"Tennis ball, look over there," Golf ball requested, then pointed at Four, X, and Tree, and Tree seemed to be angry about something. 

"Four, enough with your shenanigans, what is the next contest?!" Tree demanded angrily. 

"No :)" Four replied, then mutilated Tree. 

"What is up with Four and constantly mutilating people?" Golf ball questioned. "I don't wanna be next. I'm going back to the factory, I have an idea I wanna sketch out," 

"I'll follow you!" I added. 

Author's Notes: 

-Not a lot going on in this chapter, wasn't sure what to do and I just wanted to make something

-You get to read a bit more of their thoughts(TBGB)

-I kinda give both of them some negative thoughts(mostly Golf ball, but that's how she is(so am I))

-Continuing the last note, when writing Golf ball's thoughts, I kind of use my own feelings and give them to her(if you know what I mean, kind of implementing myself into Golf ball, as a GB kinnie)

-Shoutout to @Morokoshihead for giving me part of the ideas for this chapter

-Sorry this chapter took like 2 days(since I started) I write really slowly

-Going for at least 750 words per chapter(actual story portion)

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