-ˋˏ ¡¡¡Thirty-four Oneshots!!!! ˎˊ-

-ˋˏ How did you know?...

It was a very cold autumn day, the sky was clear and the sun was bright as ever yet it didn't help the weather at all.

At an empty green space near the Equation Playground, stood 3 small figures, they looked like they were waiting for something, or someone.

"Ugghh!!" A young Three spoke up as they were fiddling with their long sleeves that where entirely covering their plams. "Why don't we play already?!"

"Hold on, Three" Five said with thier child-ish voice "We are waiting for Four"

"I think they will like the game, I wanted to them join us!" X added.

...

"Heeey!! wait for meeee!!"

Shortly after, A high pitched voice can be heard from a distance, slowly closing in.

Came along a blue relatively tall figure, running quickly towards the group, wearing a worried expression due to them being late.

"Oof!!-" Thud!

The little Four tripped and fell face-first right on the ground, but was quick to get up.

"Sorry! I am a teensy weensy bit late." Four apologizes in cheery little tone.

"That's fine, because you are going to be it." Five informed.

"It? We are playing tag? I am super pro at tag!!"

"Nope, not tag, we are playing guess whose hand."

"Guess Whose hand?"

"A group game, where one person, in that case you," Five dragged Four around as they demonstrate "stands facing backwards while holding out their hand towards us. Then, one person from rest of the group will pat their hand, and they try to guess which one from the group did it."

"What?! But Five..." Three angrily yelled, but lowered their voice so Five could only hear it.

"Don't worry, Three. You.. will do fine, trust me." Five reassured their friend.

"Oh! So I will have to guess which one of you patted my hand by recognizing your hands' texture and weight, right?" Four questioned.

"Uh, well, you are thinking about it too logically, but if you wanna play it like that, then go ahead!" Five awnsered with a welcoming thumbs-up.

"Okay tell us when you are ready to play!"

"I was born ready!! Bring it!!!"

X, Three and Five looked at one another.

Push~

Three was given a small "go ahead" gesture by X.

"Wha-! no, no, X, I-"

Shove!!

Five moved Three forward with a stronger force, angering Three slightly, but looked back to see X and Five giving motivational cheers.

Three sighed, moved closer, and closer, close enough to Four's back. They observed them a bit from head-to-feet. A moderate amount of dark-ish red blush appeared on Three's face, as they gained some courage and-!

~Pat!~

It didn't even take seconds for Four to respond back with a gasp "was that you, Three?!".

"Huh?! H-how did you know it was me?!.." Three became red-faced at how quick Four was to guess it was him.

"Oh, It's pretty simple actually!,

I felt wool, You are the only one that tucks their hand under their long sleeve that is made of wool."

"I hate this game!! can't we play another one?!!!" Three yelled in anger.

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⌞ Author Note ⌝
this story suggests that the time XFOHV happened, the algebaliens were kids!

Four is still a 9 year old in this, They are the youngest, Three is older than them, next is Five, and oldest is X (no one knows how old they are... probably hundred years old but, still looks like someone at same age of the other integars).

Four, Three and Five now in the present are over a million years old, still no one knows how old X is... (probabky a-scary-amount-of-years old).

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