That afternoon was cloudy and calm. Microphone and taco went on a walk.
"So..." Mic said. "What are you gonna do now that your here?"
"Im not sure." Taco sighed. "I guess i just, try to figure things out." Taco looked at the ground.
Mic didnt say anything as they reached the top of the crappy cliff and sat down.
"Texted the others this morning. They said hi." She finally said. quietly, as to not ruin the moment. It was a warm afternoon, the sun had begun to shine through the clouds as a light breeze flew by. The smell of blooming flowers wafted through the air, combating the awful smell of what lay below the cliff.
"Alright." Taco was also mostly quiet. What did she really have to say? She sighed and looked over to Mic. "Why are you here?" She muttered.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Mic raised an eyebrow.
"Why did you go out of your way to come find me, in a storm, in the middle of the shows old grounds that haven't seen a lawnmower since 2012?" She chuckled, "its like you wanted to suffer or something."
Microphone thought for a second. Taco had a point. why WAS she here? Sure she wanted to make sure no harm came to taco, but why? She knew taco could fend for herself, and she knew that taco had done some messed up things.
But at the same time, Mic realized she cared about her. After everything, she somehow did. She thought for another moment before speaking.
"To support you. Im here to support you." She looked out over the cliff.
"Why? Ive never done anything but hurt you." She looked at Microphone in utter confusion. "How would you support a person who did, well, everything I did?"
Mic shrugged, "I dont really know."
Taco shook her head. "Thats a horrible way of thinking Mic. That could get you hurt."
Microphone nodded, "I know. But...maybe its better to forgive you, then let you suffer all your life."
Taco scoffed. "Whats next? Your gonna tell me that everyone back at the hotel is just gonna be my best friend and that friendship and love are the solution to everything?"
Taco laughed softly ather own comment, she looked at her hands for a moment before looking back at Microphone.
"Hey Mic?" Mic looked at her. "For what its worth, im sorry. Ive made you miserable for my own selfish gain. I dont want anything like it to happen again, I'll do what it takes to make it up to you." Taco sighed and looked Mic in the eyes.
"Thanks. Apology accepted." Microphone nodded slightly. They both looked out over the cliff again as the clouds left the sky completely.
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I AM SO, SO, SO, SOOOO SORRY OH MY GOSH.
Writers block? More like Writers GIANT WALL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE F-CKING ROAD.
Anyway i intend to be a bit more consistent with this. Also, sorry if mic is kinda out of character.
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Lemon trees - ii au
FanfictionTaco has worked at hotel oj for almost a year now. She hates her job for the most part. One day she gets into a fight and hasnt been seen since. Microphone, knife, and pickle all team up to try and find her. /////// Description sucks ik. !!SEQUEL TO...