Stranded in Paradise || TPOT x III AU || discontinueeeeddddd blehhhh

Chapter 2

"Ugh, again? I thought that was you guys!" Paintbrush angrily pointed back over at Test Tube and Yin-Yang.

"Give me more credit, I'm quite gentle! Oh, spare us." Yin was looking to the side, putting his hands on his hips.

"U-uhh! I think this equation has an answer!" Test Tube was almost shouting, seeming a bit worried herself as she looked over as the helm of the boat was turning.

"It's alive? Lemme see a face! We're going to a resort!" Paintbrush yelled, as if that would do anything.

Fan stood to the side as Paintbrush continued. "Right? Uh... Boaty!"

"Boaty?" Nickel questioned, looking at Paintbrush. He almost lost his footing though as the boat sped up, and he stumbled a little.

"Now this equation might as well be divided by zero!" Test Tube cried out as the boat sped up. "There's no solution!"
Test Tube then paused. "Oh, wait, actually there would be an infinite amount of solutions. Oh good, okay." She then went back to screaming.

Everyone was screaming, it was chaos, in all honesty. Only Fan's voice cut through the noise. "What's going to happen next? You're not going to want to miss this one!"

Fan paused as the screaming halted, and he looked at the glares he was getting. "Sorry, this helps me in traumatic times."

Everyone, now including Fan, continued screaming.

*CRASH*

Everyone found themselves on an island.

The crash had obviously taken quite a toll on everyone, and they were very audible about it, but everyone was alive.

Fan was the first person to sit up, coughing as he did. "Is this the end for our castaways. Many secrets and more to be revealed-" He coughed again. "Next season."

Fan smiled and fell back over, sighing. "That was nice."

Test Tube clapped. "Bravo, brav-OH! Ow-" There was a cracking noise, which was Test Tube's arm, while Fan watched, concerned.

"I appreciate the devotion to the craft, but," Paintbrush started. "WE'RE STRANDED!" They shouted that last part.

"Not only stranded, we're stranded with Balloon!" Nickel cried out, looking over at Balloon.

"Oh come on!" Balloon crossed his arms, looking over at Nickel as he was speaking to Box.

"Oh no Box, don't cry!" Nickel turned to Box. "Shh, come on, it's going to be okay-"

"After everything—" Balloon started to argue, as did everyone else, drowning Balloon's voice out nearly instantly.

OJ was the only person not arguing.

"Everyone please!" OJ shouted, making the bickering halt. "For once we're not actually on a reality show, so can we please pause the drama for, like, two seconds?"

Everybody was indeed silent after that.

"Aaand time!" MePhone4 walked out from god-knows-where. "Great rehearsal everyone, you've outdone yourselves!"

While everyone seemed a bit surprised to see MePhone4, Fan just muttered something about having 'called it'.

"MePhone get out of here we're on a VIP tour." Paintbrush argued, pulling their ticket out and pointing at it.

"Yeah, the Very Indecent Promise." MePhone4 started. "And sure, it may be a doctored ticket, but it was for a great cause."

"After all," MePhone4 continued. "What would I have done without my all-star cast of favorites?"

MePhone4 smiled along with everyone else. "That's right, the viewers have spoken, and they want you all in!"

Balloon and Nickel gasped simultaneously.

"I'm... a favorite?" Balloon's eyes practically lit up.
Nickel glared over at Balloon as he had asked that. "Wow, looks like he doctored more than just the tickets."

"Aha... me? A favorite?" Paintbrush chuckled awkwardly.

Paintbrush -
"Well, I'd like to thank the academy. First the million, then the Groscers!"
"..."
"By the way where am I?!"

"Um, no. Nononono." OJ started, gesturing with his hand. "The hotel wouldn't survive a vaca-aaaaaa-tion without me! So, sayonara." He then started to walk off.

"Sure thing, hope you polished your swimming skills." MePhone4 said as OJ stared at the boat, which was on fire. "Only a hundred or so miles to go."

OJ dropped to his knees and inhaled. "NOOOOOOOOO-"

OJ -
"Fine."

"Wait a second," Fan pointed out. "You're not even done with the other season!"

MePhone4 scoffed. "Whatever. Multitasking is kind of my strong suit."

"Wow, a one in eight shot of winning the grand prize? The odds have never been greater a victory!"

As soon as Test Tube finished her observation, the boat exploded.

"NO! BOATY!" Paintbrush cried out.

"Oh." MePhone4 stared at the boat for a minute, before turning back to the eight. "Anyways, with eight of you. That's eight episodes? What are we, a limited mini-series? Puh-lease."

"This season," MePhone4 continued. "Fans versus favorites, you're the favorites..." He was walking over to some sort of curtain. He grabbed the string and pulled, but the curtain didn't budge.

MePhone4 continued to struggle, pulling on the curtain until there was a tearing noise and a clatter as the whole frame fell over while part of the curtain had been torn off and pulled into some sort of void. "Oh- oops-"

As the frame had fell, the contestants behind it were visible. There were ten of them (Teardrop, Golf Ball, Pie, Tree, Puffball, Black Hole, Tennis Ball, Pillow, Remote, and Fanny).

"Well, yup. Here they are." MePhone4 looked a bit annoyed, probably since the new contestants' entrance wasn't quite what he hoped, and he gestured to the ten. "Meet the fans!"

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December 14, 2023
(Sorry about the slightly shorter chapter, but here are the new guys! Here is where things will go differently.

Here's a little chart of who's in, in case it helps!)