What's It Like Outside? [An II Fanfiction]

Chapter 22: And Returning the Favor

Trigger Warnings: Death (murder ithink), Hostage situation (for like 2 seconds), A lot of violence and grief and trauma lol

WITH OST

Lightbulb shut her eye, bracing for the pain. She heard a loud bumping sound and something heavy dropping onto the dirt next to her. She hesitantly opened her eye, seeing the sledgehammer had been dropped. She heard a lot of commotion and looked up to see what happened.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?? HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND??" Paintbrush shouted, shoving Test tube away as their bristles sparked.

Lightbulb suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around her and looked to her side to see Fan tightly hugging her. She hugged him back, letting out a long sigh of relief. She saw Bot had also ran over with Fan.

"Are you alright? What's happening??" They asked frantically.

Lightbulb sharply nodded. "Yeah, I-" she looked up and instantly froze. Standing in front of her were Baseball and Balloon.

"Looks like we came just in time! What happened? Did she hurt you??" Baseball asked.

Lightbulb slowly blinked, completely dumbfounded by their presence. "...You're alive..?"

The two exchanged quick glances, Balloon's expression quickly turning into one of anger. "Oh god dammit- Did she tell you she killed us??"

Lightbulb nodded. "I.. thought you were dead..." Tears welled up in her eyes. She leaned into Fan, her brain felt numb from the shock

She suddenly heard a loud thud and saw Paintbrush laying on the ground in front of her. Bot ran over to them, helping them up. "What's happening??"

Paintbrush staggered to their feet, dusting themself off. "We're trying to hurt Test Tube, but it's not really working."

Bot looked over and saw Test Tube tossing Nickel and Suitcase onto the ground. Despite being outnumbered, she still had a pretty good advantage against them due to how small they were and the fact that they didn't have arms.

"Damn, looks like it's our turn to save them" Baseball commented, running over to go help. Balloon tossed Lightbulb her crutches, which they had been carrying in their wheelchair, and quickly followed Baseball.

Baseball bodyslammed Test Tube into a tree, hard enough to form a new crack on the back of her rim. She shoved him away, causing him to fall back onto Balloon.

Paintbrush looked over and saw the sledgehammer on the ground. They picked it up and ran towards the fight. They swung it at Test Tube, who ducked down just before it hit her. She fought with Paintbrush for the hammer, kicking their knee and taking it as they fell down.

"Oh fuck she's got a weapon-" Nickel mumbled.

Test Tube backed away from the others, holding the hammer up and ready to swing. "Don't think it'll be so easy to take me down, just look at what I did to you!"

"Yeah, but now there's 8 of us!" Baseball called out.

"Yeah, and 3 of you aren't willing to fight, 2 of you can't do any damage, and 2 of you can't walk, so I don't think that matters!" Test Tube responded.

Paintbrush stepped closer to her, their bristles sparking with the promise of a flame. "AND WHAT GIVES YOU THE FUCKING RIGHT TO DO THIS??"

"Paintbrush, you're gonna set the trees on fire!" Suitcase warned them.

"NO- I WANT AN EXPLANATION! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST TORTURE PEOPLE LIKE THIS?? FOR FUCK'S SAKE- I FELT BAD FOR YOU! YOU COMPLETELY BETRAYED EVERYONE, AND FOR WHAT??"