Behind Bars

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You ate your own food and began to read the fresh newspaper. Everyone gave you back the stuff you gave them, and you already packed it in your backpack (idc. Backpack > any bag). Today, the air was filled with slightly eerie silence and peace, which you didn't mind at all. You pondered about today's crossword. You also gave the trio one because you know that if you won't give them anything, they'll cause chaos and destruction on your floor. You heard Null and Herobrine asking each other out loud about some words. You snickered, "Losers, I'm almost done." You grinned evily and sat back in your chair. For some reason, you felt really sleepy, despite the fact that you slept well tonight. You tried to nap, but trio of these weirdos couldn't shut up or not distract you. You groaned in annoyance and grabbed your walkie-talkie that you used only once before. You turned it on and asked John to get here and help you if he's free. A few minutes later, the door opened, and a tired and messy John walked it, greeting you silently.

You let out a quiet "Hi," still not moving your head up from the desk. He nodded and went to get a chair near Herobrine's cell, receiving a growl of disapproval. You hissed at Herobrine, making him go silent. John placed his chair near your desk. "You look even worse than I do," you told him, smiling sadly at him. You leaned your head against the nearby pile of papers that didn't serve any purpose and always just laid there. They're probably older than you are. John sighed, leaning against the chair and turning on the old TV that was still somehow attached to the thing that was holding it. You didn't know it's name but it's not like you cared. Suddenly, John spoke, "Just tiring shifts here and recent rough nights." You raised an eyebrow tiredly. As much as you wanted to somehow make him feel better, you were way too tired. But not too tired to not care and listen. "I live with a cat, and even I sleep peacefully, sorry to hear, John." You patted his shoulder lazily, reaching your arm out from your chair so you won't have to stand up. "Maybe I should ask them to move you on my floor?" You questioned, but it looks like everyone else was against it because soon after, not only did Herobrine speak his mind about it, but the whole Trio did. "No," said clearly mad Herobrine's voice. "If you want him to suffer even more or die even faster, go on, we won't mind," said very tired Null. "We tolerate you here and not the whole circus of this. He helps from time to time, fine. But he won't be staying here for longer, " said Entity. John looked at you and shrugged. You groaned, not surprised by how welcoming they all were.

"Y'all are just jealous of how polite a man on the work can be," you muttered and turned away, trying to finally fall asleep at least for a short while. You started to fall asleep, but then you were awakened by an 'ouch' from John. You lifted your head to see him being shot with paper balls from Herobrine and Entity. You faceplanted into the papers, and seconds later stood up and walked over to Entity303's cell. "Paper balls, please," you asked and sticked your hand through the bars. All you got was an upside-down high-five. You made an unimpressed face and shifted your hand a bit, telling him that you're still waiting. You turned your head to see poor John cleaning the mess. Poor guy. But all you got was a light squeeze, and you couldn't handle this anymore. You growled quietly at him. "Don't play dumb. How can someone like you be this dumb? " you told him and turned his head the way so that you would be holding it and squeezing it slightly. You wanted to show him that you didn't play around right now. His expression darkened as if he had just suddenly switched from playful, childish mood to serious one that he's in most of the time. He took your hand with his free one and gave you the paper, glaring at you ominously.

You shook your head and walked over to Herobrine, who greeted you by throwing one paper ball in your face. You opened his cell window and took the paper yourself. You guessed it was the newspaper. "You just need to cause chaos, don't you? I will have to clean this mess again, " you told him, giving him a passive-aggressive stare. He smirked and leaned back against the cell wall with the light on it. "Why don't you ask that pathetic male to clean up? He's so flexible. Literally, look what higher-ups turned him into. " his expression darkened, turning more sinister and dark. You knew that he knew more than he said. He was catched earlier than Null and Entity303. These 2 were captured years after Herobrine was. You could feel him side-eyeing John through the wall. That made you wonder if he could see through the objects. Suddenly, his head slightly turned at you. He's looking at you. "Because I know that you will break him in half as soon as the cell door will close, or he'll step a foot in," you told him, picking other paper balls. He started tapping his foot, smirking as he crossed his arms. "You're not like him yet. And that old general up there. Surely he'll come during this check-up on us, hm?" He questioned, his grin getting wider.