ALTERNATE INSANITY [II AU]

[7] Keep it Cool

[HIII GUYS SHORT NOTE BEFORE I START WRITING UHHHH ive been obsessed with musicals and other stuff lately so i might be a teeny tiny late to writing these]

[ANWAYSY ENJOYYY KABOOM SHAKABOOM PEW PEW ‼️‼️‼️]

It was cold. Like, extremely cold. Even in Hotel OJ, the AC was off, everyone was in their rooms, it was a disaster. Paintbrush and Lightbulb were the only ones actually outside in the main lobby, selling hot chocolate. Paintbrush heated it up with their..uhh..flames. And Lightbulb just poured it. Then, Suitcase walked outside of her room. I guess...

Paper's body heat kept her warm.

Very warm.

Suitcase looked even more scared then usual. She slowly walked in a weird pattern, seeming like she was holding something thats weighing her down. As she walked downstairs, she saw Painty and Lightbulb. "Oh..uhhhhh...Hey..guys..!" Paintbrush noticed Suitcase's odd behavior, but didn't mind. Lightbulb jumped and waved at Suitcase. "Hi!! Want some hot chocolate?!" Suitcase thought for a bit, nodding with a small smile. Lightbulb started to pour the hot chocolate in a cup, with Paintbrush trying to hold a conversation with Suitcase. "So, how is today been like?" Suitcase looked at Painty. "Well..its been very silent. I haven't talked to anyone  yet.." Lightbulb nodded. Then, she stopped pouring, to hear the sound of a door opening.

Baseball walked out of his room, instantly noticing them downstairs. He stepped down, standing next to Suitcase. "Can I get a cup too..?" Lightbulb poured another cup. Suitcase glared at Baseball, while Baseball looked at Suitcase. He felt bad, but he just didnt know how to express it. 

"Ahem."

,Lightbulb would finish both cups, as Suitcase took hers, and Baseball took his. Suitcase would walk off, so would Baseball. Baseball would try to speak to Suitcase, but couldn't get anything out of his mouth. He eventually just walked off to his room. 

On the other hand, Suitcase watched Baseball leave, then walked back to her room. As she opened the door, she saw MePhone inside. Suitcase rolled her eyes and shut the door, placing the hot chocolate down. MePhone spotted her, with a malicious grin. Suitcase looked annoyed. "Yes, yes, What do you want..?" He stepped closer, than bended down to her height. "I want YOU to hide more bodies for me."

Suitcase froze. She stepped back and started to breath heavier. "NO! Please, MePhone, just- STOP!" You dont need to hurt others!" MePhone looked more condescending. "Excuse me?" Suitcase became more startled, but continued to argue against MePhone in an angry tone. If she had arms she would be probably slapping him right now. "You heard me! Why are you killing others in the first place anyway?! YOU ARE A LIAR! A LYING, STUPID, MACHINE WHO IS COMPLETELY USELESS OF DOING ANYTHING GOOD!"

MePhone became silent, but not in a good way. He sweated a little bit, and he felt like Suitcase's room was collapsing inside of MePhone's space. He felt the whole world was against him. He wasnt made for anything good. He shook slightly for a moment, his voice becoming more glitchy than it already was earlier. He felt threatened, not exactly but. More..scared. He had this sudden memory..as all he could hear was static and the muffled pixels of Suitcase's voice. She called out for MePhone, like; "MePhone?! Are you there?!". MePhone fell down, sitting down with a blank expression. Suitcase would slam open the door and rush outside to get OJ.

OJ had just woken up. He walked around upstairs with a cup of coffee in his right hand. Suddenly, he heard loud and quick footsteps towards his surroundings. OJ glanced at Suitcase, as she went up to him. "O-OJ..!"

Suitcase would catch her breathe, then talked to OJ in a very panicked manner. "M-ME- MePhone! H-he-" OJ's eyes widened when he heard MePhone's name, instantly putting down his cup of coffee. He rushed to Suitcase's room, Suitcase following behind him. OJ stood infront of her door frame, looking at MePhone from behind. He started to walk in slowly, preparing for any sudden attacks. MePhone didn't attack at all, he was scared. OJ walked, kneeling down infront of MePhone. "Hey- Uh- Are..you okay..?" MePhone looked up at OJ, silently. He just nodded and glanced down at the carpet. OJ held MePhone's hand, and started to walk back to his room. Not MePhone's, OJ's. Suitcase nodded and went back inside of her room, shutting the door quietly.

OJ would rattle with his keys infront of his room, unlocking it. He stepped inside with MePhone, then sat on his bed. He wrapped a small blanket around MePhone, looking at him. "So, how's that big crack going?"

"Well-"

".."

Silence.

MePhone instantly became silent, due to his more glitcher voice than usual. OJ was slightly concerned about it, but didn't mind. "It's fine, continue." MePhone hesitated, but did whatever OJ said. "Well..it's becoming more of a problem." OJ nodded, signaling him to continue. "I can't really..see that well anymore. Also..it's been pushing me to do things I..don't really need.." OJ was then confused. "Excuse me..what things?" MePhone looked up at OJ, stuttering a bit. "Uhm..slightly hurtful things." OJ was suspicious, but shook it off. "Look, I'm sorry for snapping like that yesterday. I was just mad, okay?" He smiled and put his hand on MePhone's screen. MePhone smiled, awkwardly. 

"I'm scared OJ.." ,MePhone said, sadly. OJ was calm and patient, as he listened. "What if this crack drives me insane..?! What if I hurt everyone around me?! I'm scared, what if the power it takes over me becomes stronger?!" OJ was then, awfully confused and concerned about this..'power'. Maybe MePhone was just making things up. But, this was no time to joke around. "It's okay, just..keep it chill." That sentence didn't feel right, because OJ was usually the kind to help MePhone. But this time, he just seemed lazy with it. Whatever. MePhone's screen glitched a bit. OJ panicked for a few moments, then looking at him closer. "MePhone, when will you finally  become better than you already." 

Okay, this just felt wrong, AGAIN. Was OJ's saying's actually right, or were they wrong? No, MePhone's never wrong. He's always strong and is smart enough to know who is lying and who is not. Is he tho? NO! OJ is wrong! Everyone is wrong! DENY EVERYONE! PUSH EVERYONE WAY!

"AH!" MePhone's screen glitched again, but more static-y. His voice was obviously more glitcher now, but this wasn't normal. "OJ, Please. I don't know what's going on." OJ nodded, and walked MePhone Test Tube's lab. 

"MePhone, stay here." ,OJ would say, placing him infront of the 'vending machine'. MePhone looked scared. It was raining and the birds were chriping. MePhone hid under the trees for protection, as OJ ran back to the hotel off to try to find something. Then, Test Tube came out of her secret lab, spotting MePhone outside. She sighed. "Woohoo." MePhone smiled awkwardly, stepping closer to her. Test Tube stared at MePhone for a few seconds, REALLY annoyed. She dragged his arm, walking back into her lab. "Alright, let's get this over with."