As Bive walked into the elevator for God knows how many times, she couldn't help but feel a little lonely. Split had slept in, meaning it was just her inside. She opened her phone and began to text her.
Bive: hey are you almost here?
Split: yea sorry I'm almost ready just putting on my clothes
Bive: please hurry it feels really lonely in here...
Split: awww you poor thing don't worry I'm almost done
Bive: alright, love you
Split: luv ya too you big furball <3
Bive would put her phone away as a wave of relief would wash over her, with her loneliness being to fade away as she continued to fiddle around with her hands. But she would then begin to feel something else.
She felt like she was being watched, more than usual.
She looked around to make sure she really was alone but she couldn't shake it off. Things would only get worse as the lights suddenly cut, making her back away in the corner of the elevator.
As she was about to start screaming the lights would turn back on, calming her down a bit. But as she checked around to make sure she was TRULY alone, she would get a nasty surprise.
In the other corner adjacent to her was a tall, shadowy, and lanky figure staring down at her with its single bloodshot eye. It was covered in fur just like herself, making it look like Bive was staring into a greasy, cracked mirror.
Bive would scream at the top of her lungs as the figure continued to just stare at her.
"WHO ARE YOU!?"
"That doesn't matter right now"
"YES IT DOES YOU CANT JUST TELEPORT INTO AN ELEVATOR AND EXPECT ME NOT TO ASK FOR A NAME"
"Whatever, I'm here to tell you something"
"W-what is it???"
"You are in grave danger my friend"
"Exuse me!?"
"I have been watching you, all of you for a long time"
"Just spill the tea!"
"I don't know what the specifics are, but I know you are going to get hurt"
"Is there anything I can do to prevent it???"
"I do not know, I just know it is going to happen. For your own safety I suggest watching your back"
"O-okay uhh t-thanks I guess..."
And with that, the figure would disappear as quickly as it came, leaving Bive with a feeling of dread.
The elevator would ding and Bive expected it to be Split's apartment but instead it was the subway station and Poob would step in.
"Haiii Bive!!!"
"Oh hey... Where's Pest?"
"He's not feeling very well, I think he caught sumthing..."
Bive would nod and continue to examine everything around her, making sure there was nothing around her that could hurt and or kill her.
Poob wouldn't hurt a fly let alone her, right...? RIGHT...?
"Hey Poob your not gonna kill me right...?"
"Wut?"
"Nothing..."
Bive's phone would then vibrate and she would immediately open it to find it was a text from Split.
Split: okay I'm waiting for the elevator!
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split x bive fanfiction or something idk (spive)
Romancesilly banana lady falls for a schizophrenic paranoid furball