Prologue: A Tragedy's Beginning

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Bot and Test Tube jogged down the stairs and into Test Tube's laboratory. After the vending machine was destroyed, Test Tube had to start using the other door Lightbulb preferred to use to get into her lab.

"What're you doing this time?" Bot curiously asked as the two entered the laboratory. "Can I help?"

"No, don't think so. I'm trying to create a liquid that can stop objects from shattering, specifically for Lightbulb, Paintbrush has been complaining to me how clumsy she is and was wondering if I could do anything about it." She replied while grabbing a tub full of shards of glass and placing it on her work bench.

"Yeah, she's pretty funny, I like her!" Bot laughed as they remembered her silly personality.

Bot was still new to Hotel Oj, but has managed to easily fit in. Thanks to their good memory, they've been able to easily learn everyone's names and how they act. They hopped over to a corner and leaned against a tall wooden wardrobe.

"Bot, can you pass me a lab coat?" Test Tube requested, taking a test tube from a cabinet then searching for something in the shelves.

"Gotcha!" Bot cheerfully responded, opening the closet, grabbing a lab coat and then drifting over to Test Tube.

They handed her the lab coat then Test Tube quickly put on the lab coat and took a bottle full of some liquid back to her work bench. Bot went back to the closet and shut it, maybe too powerful than they wanted.

"Whoops, sorry!" Bot exclaimed as they awkwardly turned her head around.

Test Tube faced Bot, and her eyes quickly filled with horror.

"BOT, LOOK OUT!" Test Tube shouted, she dashed towards Bot, but she was too late.

"Huh-?" Was Bot's last words before the closet fully fell.

A loud noise echoed off the laboratory's walls as Test Tube stood, shocked, confused, frozen.

"Bot..?" She quietly muttered, feeling small droplets of tears threaten the corners of her eyes.

She lifted up the closet, slightly struggling but forcing herself to keep lifting it. She eventually managed to push the closet back up against the wall, a few beads of sweat running down her forehead.

Test Tube looked down at Bot's crushed body, visible wires coming out below them and their expression completely blank. Tears rolled down her face as she clutched what remained of her own creation, she gently touched their metal body and looked at their wires.

"I'm so sorry.." Test Tube cried, shutting her eyes as thoughts of regret came into her mind.

She couldn't repair them, they were too damaged and parts of them have completely broken off. She lifted them up, watching as their legs and arms drooped as she held their metal body.

She placed them into her lap, covering her face with her hands as she sobbed. At least 10 minutes later, Test Tube put Bot on her work bench, tears continuing to flow down to her chin.

"I'll be back, I promise." She murmured, wiping the tears away from her face and dashing out of the lab.

She rushed back to Hotel Oj, taking a brief glance at Bot before hurrying up the many stairs. She quickly made it back to Hotel Oj, not bothering to look at all of the objects scattered around the living room, kitchen and halls.

"Test Tube?" Fan whispered as he looked up from his phone he was walking down the hall with.

"Test Tube, wait!" He called, sprinting after her, causing others nearby to look at the duo in confusion.

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