Perfect replica

Doesnt he seem... off?

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Start.

Pickle woke up late at night, 5:02 to be exact.
He sat up from his bed and rubbed his eyes,
"Ugh... what time is it?" He said to himself as he looked over at the digital clock on the side of his bed. Pickle yawned and pulled off the blankets, then stood up and started walking to the kitchen for a glass of water. Once he reached the kitchen pickle grabbed the glass and filled it up at the sink, the entire hotel was quiet and empty. Pickle drank his water before placing the glass down and starting to leave the kitchen, but something caught him a bit off guard... a knock on the door, pickle looked over at the door in confusion "who's knocking at this hour..?" He asked as he cautiously made his way towards the door and opened it. Immediately someone walked in, there shiny body reflecting the moonlight. The object looked up at pickle and gasped
"Oh! H-Hey.." they said as they shut the door behind them and started to walk away, Pickle grabbed their hand "what were you doing out so late?" He asked the object, they turned to pickle and gave him an awkward smile "I... couldn't fall asleep.." they responded. Pickle was suspicious, he pulled the object close by their hand "are you hiding something?" He asked them. The object was startled by the sudden pull but soon calmed down "no! I just... needed some fresh air, get off my back!" The object said as they pulled their hand out of pickles grasp and ran up the stairs. Pickle stood there in confusion for a moment before sighing and walking up the stairs to go to his room, once he got up to his floor he saw the object looking around confused. "Uhh... balloon?" Pickle asked, balloon turned around and smiled again.
"Heyyy... pickle? I'm just.. walking to my room..." he said, trying to seem convincing. Pickle looked at him weirdly
"you know your room is on the floor below... right?" Pickle asked him, balloon nodded and ran down the stairs quickly. Pickle watched him run down the stairs before walking back to his room "what's wrong with him?" He wondered.

Morning...

Pickle did his normal routine, get up, brush teeth, go downstairs for breakfast. Once pickle went downstairs he noticed something odd, balloon wasn't sitting with his normal group, Instead he was sitting next to oj. Pickle shrugged it off and walked to the kitchen to make himself some eggs. Soon balloon came walking over to him "hey pickle! Would you mind making me an egg?" He asked, pickle stared at him for a moment "...I thought you didn't like eggs?" He asked, balloon's smile dropped immediately. "Well.. I've recently grown fond of them..OKAY?! You don't need to question everything I do!" He snapped, "woah, chill... what's your problem recently?" Pickle asked with a mean glare. "I don't have a problem! god! CAN YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?!" Balloon screamed, pickle took a step back "you came over to me-" "SHUT UP!!"
Soon everyone in the dining room was staring at the two in confusion and concern. Oj walked over to them and put a hand on balloons shoulder "balloon... are you feeling alright?" Oj asked worriedly, balloon looked up at oj with a death glare before his expression softened "sorry, I just... didn't get much sleep last night" he said as he looked away in shame. Oj chuckled softly "it's alright, just try to calm down a bit okay?" Oj said as he walked away and sat back down at the table. "Okay, I will.." Balloon said with a smile before looking back at pickle angrily, "you better keep your damn mouth shut... got that?" He said in a menacing tone. Pickle was caught off guard, balloon had never acted like this before. Before pickle could respond balloon was already walking away, soon bomb and cheesy stood next to pickle. "What was that about?" Cheesy asked,
"Y-Y-Y-Yeah... ar- ar- are y-you alright?" Bomb added. "I'm fine... but balloon.." pickle paused, "what about him?" Cheesy questioned..

"Doesn't he seem... off?"

End.
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I think I'm gonna delete the other fanfic I made lolz
Ion have any ideas for it :C