ALTERNATE INSANITY [II AU]

[3] Arrogant

Nickel would step outside of his room, looking around for anyone. He eventually stops and walks downstairs, meeting Trophy over there.

"..So..uh..?"

"Uhh..?"

, said Trophy, his eyebrow raised. Nickel stared up at Trophy, with an annoyed expression. "Have you seen Baseball?", said Nickel. Trophy rolled his eyes and sighed, crossing his arms. "Over at the kitchen, dumb-fuck." Nickel looked even more offended and annoyed but stomped off to find Baseball.

He would find Baseball grabbing something from the pantry. Nickel walked over to him, stopping next to him. Baseball turned to him. "OH! Hi Nickel!", he smiled. Nickel looked annoyed and suspicious. As he spoke, he would whisper to Baseball. "Haven't you noticed what's wrong with Balloon?"

Baseball looked confused. "I'm sorry- What?" He closes the pantry, holding a bag of microwaveable popcorn on his left foot.

"I said, 'Haven't you noticed what's wrong with Balloon?' " Baseball still looked confused. "Uhm- No? What's up with them?" Nickel stared at Baseball, as he started to turn to Balloon and Suitcase. "Look at THEM.", he would say while Balloon and Suitcase were playing UNO.

Baseball looks at them for a good minute. "Nickel, there's nothing wrong." Nickel looks more annoyed. "I- NOTHING WRONG?! THEY'RE HAVING FUN!" Baseball stares at Nickel, with a stern expression. "So?" "WHAT IF THEY BECOME A MORE COOL DUO THAN US?!", shouted Nickel. 

Both of them stay silent for a moment. "REALLY?! THAT'S ALL YOU'RE WORRIED ABOUT?!" Baseball looked angry, as he stepped closer to Nickel, with Nickel stepping backward. "YOU'RE SO- SO- ARROGANT!", screamed Baseball. Balloon and Suitcase would stop their game in surprise and look. Balloon would stand up, sprinting over to Baseball and Nickel. 

"Hey- HEY! What's going on?!", said Balloon.

"Oh, nothing wimp. Go back to your game.", said Nickel in annoyance, while trying to step away from Baseball.

"HOW ABOUT YOU SHOULD BE WORRYING ABOUT MEPHONE?! HUH?! SINCE YOU LIKE TO WORRY ABOUT DUMB THINGS, MAYBE WORRY ABOUT THE IMPORTANT THINGS!"

Baseball would try to pin Nickel to the floor, making a huge scene in the kitchen of Hotel OJ. Nickel would try to squeeze out, but failed.

As Baseball continued yelling at Nickel, it caught OJ's attention. OJ would push aside Trophy and Paper watching, looking at Baseball and Nickel upfront.

"HEY!", shouted OJ.

Both of them would look surprised and turn to OJ. He had an upset expression on his face. "STOP IT! NOW.", screamed OJ. Baseball would stop pinning Nickel to the floor, as Nickel got up. Both of them smiled nervously. As OJ continued yelling at them, MePhone slowly stepped out of his room, looking at the situation from downstairs.

"..Guys..?", said MePhone, quietly. It was still loud enough to hear though.

OJ turned to MePhone, speaking loud enough so MePhone could hear him from upstairs. He smiled and spoke, "Uh- NOTHING GO BACK TO BED!" OJ put his hands behind himself, while MePhone shrugged and closed his door. OJ turned back to Nickel and Baseball, yelling at them again.

MEPHONE'S POV--

"That's..uh..weird. Whatever, probably just some weird shenanigan going on. I'll probably watch TV or somethi-"

OJ would open MePhone's door, step inside, and close the door behind him. MePhone turned around to see him with a comforting expression.

"Sorry..about..y'know..earlier.", he said with a smile.

MePhone stepped closer to him, with a smile. "No- It's okay. I'm sorry for interrupting." OJ stared at him. "Uh- No. You are not SORRY." OJ chuckled as MePhone did too. OJ would lean on MePhone's desk where he kept his keys.

They both sat together on MePhone's bed, having a small conversation. "..So..uhh..?"

OJ sighed and looked at MePhone. "Look- Can I be honest?"

MePhone looked surprised but relaxed. "Yeah, sure." "I-" "I was supposed to give you something. But- ehh.."

"..Well..?"

"..I forgot."

"..."

MePhone would fall over again, his screen turning black.

"MePhone? MEPHONE!!"