Molded

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No POV:

Nickel lies on the hard rock bed. He soon falls asleep.

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Nickel's POV:

I see Bow. "Heyyy Nick, how are your newly cleared vocal cords?" I stare deeply into her eyes. "Bad." I growl, still staring at her. "Ahwwww, little guy mad? C'mon. Just join me. I can set you free!" Bow floats closer to me. I take a step back. "𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝘿 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗠𝗢𝗟𝗗𝗟𝗬 𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗦" I screech. Bow stares at me.

"Yeah, so?" I am surprised that she said that. "W- PEOPLE ARE DYING AND HURTING!" I stand my ground, sure my mouth, eyes, and head hurt. But I don't give a fuck right now. I spread my legs out so it looks as if I will attack. Bow rolls her eyes. I give her a blank look.

 A small red light admits from behind my back. I turn around to see a Lantern. I turn back and glare at Bow then slowly back up. I start to run to the Lantern. "WAITWAITWAIT- STAY AND TALK! Y-YOU DON'T WANT THAT DIRTY THING!" Bow yells. I continue to run. I grab the small Lantern with my mouth. "WHY, HUH?! WHAT'S THIS THING GONNA DO?!" I yell. "RUIN THE CON-"

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Third Person POV:

Nickel awoke with a gasp. His eyes dashed left and right like crazy. "Hey nickel. Yang and I are gonna look for Paintbrush, they aren't here at our camp." Nickels' eyes laid onto Taco. "A-alright." Nickel looked at his feet. His eyes were full of confusion and worry. "You'll be alright on your own?" Taco asked, looking at Nickel. It took a second for him to answer. "I'll Be Alright." Nickel's voice was now full of hatred, anger, and bloodthirst. Nickel looked straight (𝙽/𝙰, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚒𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚍.) ahead into the trees. Taco nodded and walked over to Yang. "let's go.." she whispered. Yang nodded.

Plan, plan, PLAN! Those words clouded Nickels mind. It almost made him forget how much pain he was in. Almost.

(Bang!)

Nickel shook his head. Gunshots echoed through the forest. Nickel jumped down from his rock bed and ran to where the shots could be heard.

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Candle's POV:

These... fucking... assholes... "STOP SHOOTING AT ME!" I screech out. OJ just said nothing and continued to shoot. "My dear... you have mold on you at this moment. So no." Silver Spoon yapped. I stare at Silver Spoon. "Uh- I- YOU- UGHHHHH. FUCK YOU!" I scream. "Oh- oh uhhh. Dear- you just cursed... is- is this you?" Silver Spoon stepped back. OJ still had a pistol in his hand. "Just because I have a bit of mold on me doesn't mean I am a murder." Silver Spoon and OJ just stared at me. "Uhhh- Fan went crazy and tried to kill us when he had mold." OJ replied. "You turned off the Wi-Fi dumbass." OJ lowered his pistol. "Righttt, uhh. That's true." I retreat back to the hotel. I get a few stares, but that's fine.

No POV:

Nickel was hidden in a bush. He stared at the scenes that were unraveling. Those loud gunshots echoed in his mind. They reminded him of something... something familiar.

(Dreamy Music)

First, there was a gunshot. Then 5 more. A young coin walked up to his window and peaked out in the broad daylight. A masked object was outside his house, with a gun. He continued to shoot the victims. "AND DON'T SAY A THING ABOUT MY FUCKING FAMILY YOU BASTERS!!!" The object yelled. He turned to the house. Nickel jolted to his bed and slid under. He was able to crawl into the second layer of his bed (n/a, he has a king sized bed) so it would be harder to find him. After a few moments of waiting, Nickel slowly emerged from the underbed to be faced with a pair of feet and an object in front of him.

"You're gonna meet your parents." The tall object picked up Nickel by his head and was about to shoot him. No amo. "DAMN IT- SHIT." The object threw Nickel into his glass window. Creating a loud shattering sound. Just before Nickel blacked out. He could hear one last gunshot.

Time passed. Nickel gasped and opened his eyes. He was in a hospital. He looked around. He saw a small balloon in the doorway. Nickel just stared at him. They both stared at each other. Just then the balloon snapped back to reality. "OH! sorry! I didn't mean to stare!" The balloon looked away. "Please scram." Nickel growled. The balloon immediately ran away.

"GAH! GOTTA GET BACK TO THE CAMPGROUND!" Nickel whispered. He dashed into the forest.

Yang's POV:

Both me and Taco hid in a bush. We saw Salt with Paintbrush. <Tap Tap> I turn to Taco. She starts doing some hand movements. I stare at her in a confused way. WHAT?!? Taco got the message. She grabbed a stick and wrote something. You go make animal sounds and get salt's attention. I'll get Paintbrush. I nod. I run a Tree and throw a rock. "*Input animal noises. I don't wanna type them T-T*"

"Ugh. Wait here." Salt walks to the sounds I make. "HELLO?!" I run deeper into the forest. "*input more animal sounds.*" I keep tricking Salt. "HELLO?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??" Hehe, this is fun.

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"What is."

Oh fuck. I freeze. Yin?! HOW CAN HE HEAR ME?! I'M THINKING... RIGHT?!

"Yang. What's fun?! Tell me! I wanna know."

YIN!? HOW CAN YOU HEAR ME?! WE'RE SEPARATED!

"Don't know. We must have a 'spiritual connection' or something."

AGHHHAHAGAHSGDGFHGHXUVBEIDN I HAVE TO WORK CAN'T TALK B-BUH BYE!

"Wanna hear a secret?"

W-what?!

"I'm not thinking. I'm right next to you." I freeze. "W-what?! I swear by the love of- I WAS THINKING?!" Yin looks at me. "I have a team!" Yin points to Trophy, The Cherries, and PARTY HAT?! HOW THE FUCK- WHERE DID HE COME FROM?! "Buh-bye! <3 <3 <3"

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Hello.

1006 words. Finally finished this VERY DELAYED chapter! Sorry it's short. Docs deleted all 2763 (HOW, LITERALLY HOW.) words. CIUD HERE I COME!