Inner Wasting; an Inanimate Insanity Infection AU

Arriving Unwanted!

MATURE CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

Paper's POV:

"MePhone! This is SERIOUS!" I shout, tapping my fingers on OJ's desk nervously.

MePhone huffs, "As I said, I'm kinda in the middle of something Paper-"

I nervously start rambling, whisper shouting, "I- MePhone-!! Paintbrush could be DEAD!! A-Along with uh- some I don't know- but- this is serious!!"

"...What do you mean they're dead? Who else? Why didn't OJ call!? You made this sound like the flu, not the plague, Paper!!" MePhone spits.

"I-I don't know!!! They're all shoved in their rooms!! Balloon, YinYang, and- uhm- Nickel, are all in the lab for observation-!! I can't even talk to OJ right now!!" I ramble, flipping through the synopsis OJ shoved in my arms before being quarantined.

"Be straight with me, Paper; what happened?! Did Dr. Fizz say ANYTHING?! What do we have him for!?" MePhone shouts.

"Uhm!! I dunno- give me a sec-" I say, lying down the phone.

"Hurry it up, Paper!!" He spits.

I huff as I start to read verbatim what the synopsis says; "Okay- 'Inner Wasting, a disease assumed to be caused by lampyridae, commonly known as a firefly. Patient, Silver Spoon, was bitten by a lampyridae a few days prior to becoming the final known stage of infection. Patient SIlver Spoon, was known to be very irritable before infection. Flame markings painted in a neon green color appeared on the patient's legs and arms'-"

"Silver Spoon????????" MePhone huffs, seeming incredibly distressed.

I nervously ask, "Uhm.. did you- know him?"

"OF COURSE I DID! HE WAS ONE OF THE FINAL THREE!!!" MePhone spits.

"S-Sorry!! Sorry-!" I mumble, shifting uncomfortably in OJ's chair.

"Ugh- I'm, UGH! I'm coming over, I'm bringing Suitcase, Knife, Baseball, and Lightbulb with me. Y'know, I was TRYING to finish a season until Silver Spoon had to go and die on us.." He spits.

I huff, "It's not MY fault!!!!"

"Whatever, Paper. Have that syn.. synopsis ready for me. I want to take a look." MePhone sighs.

I get up from the desk, "Yeah- o-okay, uhm, please tell them to wear a mask though- the whole hotel is on lock-down.."

"Right. Got it. Later, Paper." MePhone says, promptly hanging up.

I sigh heavily and lean against the wall, slowly sliding down. Why can't things just be normal?! I had this all planned- a nice, welcoming to the new residents that competed-! Then- mmmhph!!! I'm so frustrated!! I go to greet them, and I'm just met with traumatized, scared, and shaking objects! OJ explained everything, then looked at me sadlly, and left to go quarantine. Except one, Bot. Fan briefed me that they were a robot, and thus, after getting cleaned off, they wouldn't be contagious. Which is nice to have someone to speak to, I feel like I'm exploding. I sigh and peel myself off the floor, leaving the office. It's so empty. No one's here, everyone's in their rooms.

Ghhph.. I hope everyone's okay.. That case file seemed pretty- serious.. especially the photo provided. So gory-!! Soap has been working tirelessly to keep everything sterilized after seeing it. Soap and I have been cooking meals and delivering them to the rooms. It's so hard with only two people! With OJ, and everyone doing chores, the hotel is a lot easier to manage. Bomb and Cherries always help with laundry! Pickle helped with dishes! Microphone vacuumed! Having everyone pitch in was so helpful- but since everyone is supposed to stay away from one another until the season three debuters are clear, there's no help! The only reason Soap is helping is because she's a nurse and takes care of others when they're unwell already.