Everyone sat in the parlor as Test Tube talked to them about a new idea she came up with.
"Okay, so Lightbulb is dealing with something very important. So while she's gone, we are going to make a new commercial. One with better quality."
She stopped & looked at Fan.
"Not that your commercial was terrible, Fan." She explained, blushing.
"None taken." Fan smiled as Test Tube went back to business.
"Anyway, first, we need a camera. Fan..." She looked back at him.
With a snap of his fingers, a video camera appeared in Test Tube's arms.
"Alright, let's do this!"
...
Yang & Paintbrush sat at the bar as Test Tube got ready to film them.
"&... Action." She started filming.
"Welcome to the Happy Hotel. Can I help you with anything?" Yang read off his script.
"I've been a bad object. & I need a big, strong daddy to put me in my place. On the path to redemption." Paintbrush climbed up the table.
Yang looked really annoyed & continued to read off his script.
"Well, you come-" Before he could finish, Paintbrush laid back & got WAY into character.
"Oh, yes!" They moaned, much to Yang's annoyance.
"... To the right place." They finished.
"Cut!" Test Tube lowered the camera.
"Okay, Paintbrush, I need you to be less horny, if possible. & Yang, can you maybe not have the script in front of your face?" She explained to the two.
"I ain't no actor! I can't memorize this shit!" He yelled.
"Well, we could improv this shit, baby cakes. Rawrrr." Paintbrush flirted.
Yang pushed them off the table, not giving a shit.
"Whoops."
He grabbed a can of Dr. Fizz & drank it as Test Tube got onto him.
"Yang, come on!"
...
Lightbulb sat down as she heard all of the blue number's stories, growing really tired.
"So there was this gig, & for some fucking reason, this chick was digging on the drummer. & I was like, 'Do you know who I am? I'm fucking Four! I created this island! You wanna play shit! Then I'll make you shit!' So, anyway, they did better, & it wasn't a huge fucking waste of money, thank god." They finished.
"I know. Imagine if they continued that shit." The yellow one added.
Lightbulb stopped & realized something.
"Wait, your name is Four? Like, one of the three creators of the game & one of the rulers of Dream Island? & you are the second one, X? That means you- Ohhh. That explains so much." She asked as she thought about it.
"We know, we fucking rock! Right X?" Four asked their friend.
"Of course, Four!" X & Four fist bumped.
"Well, Four, X. You two seem like smart people, & I know you two are also the leaders of the island, & you two are big thinkers... Revolutionaries... Geniuses!"
"We mean, your words!" Four smiled.
"Who would really love to put their names on something." Lightbulb continued.
"We fucking love putting our names on shit!"
"Shit's the best!" X added.
"It's a solution to our biggest problem!" She finished.
"Oh, herpes."
"Yeah, that's a bitch." X agreed.
"No! Our other biggest problem." Lightbulb told them.
"Oh, uh, ugly people?" Four guessed.
"Math?" X guessed.
"Umm..." Four tried to think.
Lightbulb sat down & slammed her head down on the table as Four & X guessed the problem.
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Hazbin Lights (A Inanimate Insanity & Hazbin Hotel AU)
FanfikceCW// Drugs, cussing, sex & sexual jokes On Inanimate Island, Lightbulb (The ruler of II's daughter) wants to help all the citizens who were eliminated from the game to join back & live peacefully in Dream Island, but everyone thinks her idea is wort...
