fish. (INANIMATE INSANITY FANFIC)

That's just a waste of time.

WARNINGSSS
cursing
blood

Taco was knee- deep in the lake. They were in a swamp we had came across. Mic was sitting on a tree stump, talking about random stuff. Taco wasn't really listening to her. Taco was looking for something in the water. The water was extremely dark and cold.

"Taco? I've just realized I don't really know anything about you except for what you did in season one." Mic questioned.

"I'd like for it to stay that way." Taco went back to whatever she was doing.

Mic didn't reply.

"Mic, I'm going to try to catch a fish with my bare hands" Taco was pretty sure she could do it. She's always wanted to do that. Well, she had never tried to but today could be her first time!

"Uhh.. Taco, I don't think there are fish in that water. I'm pretty sure the fish would die.. There's so much trash in it."  Mic looked at the lake in disgust.

"I'm going to try anyways." Before Mic could protest, Taco dove under the water. The water burned Taco's eyes but she still kept them open, looking around for a fish. It was pretty hard for her to see in this.. dark lake. Suddenly, Taco saw a glowing fish. She thought it was.. interesting.

Taco immediately tried to grab it. For some reason, it didn't swim away and let her take it. That's weird but she doesn't really care! Maybe it's dead..

Taco had been underwater for a while now, which worried Mic. She couldn't really do anything about it because if she touched water she would.. electrocute herself? I guess that's the only way I know how to say it.

"MIC! I caught the fish!" Taco held the shiny fish in the air, swimming back towards Mic. Taco had a huge smile on my face. You could see how proud of she was of herself from the facial expression she had.

"HOW DID YOU.." Mic was obviously in shock.

Taco crawled out of the water, which looked.. creepy in a way? Her lettuce and tomatoes were soaked. Some of the lettuce was now stuck to her face. Taco felt a sharp pain him her back and yelped.

"Uhh.. You okay, Taco?" Mic got off the stump and walked up to Taco, worried.

"Yeah- my back just kinda hurts.." Taco lied. The pain in her back kept coming back, getting worse and worse every second.

"Are you su-" Mic couldn't even finish her sentence before Taco basically screamed in pain. Two huge, fluffy, bloody wings shot out of her back. (it took me like 6 times to spell shot anyways the first typo for it was shit/srs- detective)

(SORRY I CANT DRAW WINGS 🙁‼️ or anything- IM TRYING MY BEST ITS 1AM) (updateeee this is gonna change sooonnnnn i'm gonna redraw ittttt- fries) (OKKK REDREW IT.)

Mic just stood there and stared at Taco, who was screaming in pain. She had no idea what to do.

"Uhm- I'm going to get some uhm.. bandages and painkiller! I think that'd help..!!" Before Taco could respond, she ran away to hotel OJ.

When Microphone got closer to the hotel, she stopped running. She didn't want to look suspicious and get caught. Microphone walked to the bathroom and opened drawers until she found painkillers and a first aid kit. She grabbed the painkillers and first aid kit and left the hotel. Some people looked at her, walking out the door. They were confused why she had a medicine bottle and a first aid kit but decided not to question it and went back to what ever they were doing. Knife looked at Microphone. He looked pissed.

Knife watched pickle play some video games for a few more seconds before speaking.

"Hey, pickle? I'm going to go do something.." Knife got off of the couch, stretching.

"Okay! I'll wait for you." He watched Knife get up.

"Well, I might be gone for a bit. So, don't wait for me." Knife replied, walking out of the hotel.

Knife had left quickly so Pickle wasn't able to respond. Pickle turned off the game and walked up the stairs. It was quite late so Pickle had decided to go to bed.