Microphone took the three to her base she made
"I've been staying here since this whole mess started, sorry if it's messy"
"It's fine"
"Laid them down here"
Knife laid paintbrush down on a bed that was most likely microphones bed and made sure to not mess up their breathing mask
"That tank won't last forever, so I'll see if I can get another one without getting caught"
"Isn't that well, dangerous?"
"Yea but it's worth the risk, once I get the tank we will get to the others"
"I know where they are, me and Mephone made a plan but I won't go deep into that"
"Well at least you know where they are, it's a lot easier now"
Microphone said while treating paintbrushes bullet injury, pickle sat knife down
"I think you need to rest dude, you literally went wild back there"
Knife laid his back on the pillow there before closing his eyes, pickle looked at taco and microphone.
"Should we tell oj and test tube about what happened to knife?"
"Yep"
Microphone looked at the cure they stole
"I can't believe you guys actually managed to pull that off!"
"We are the best team"
"But why steal the cure?"
"Well to be frank we trust test tube with that cure than that popcorn man."
Microphone put the cure in a case and Locked it and placing the key around her neck
"It's best if the cure was in a safe place, you guys need to get some rest. I'll get the tank, and PLEASE don't do anything drastic while I'm gone"
Both of them gave her a thumbs up and left to get paintbrushes oxygen tank, Taco sat on a pillow and made herself at home. Pickle sat next to knife who was resting and used him as a pillow. Taco obviously quickly fell asleep while pickle looked at the ceiling of the place, he didn't feel quite tired but he tried to make himself tired.
Paintbrush slowly opened their eyes but not by much, they saw the three sitting around and by the look of it taking a nap, but why was pickle and taco here? And where were they? They moved their eyes onto knife and pickle who was just staring at the ceiling, they tried to move but immediately stopped after feeling a horrible pain in their stomach and throat, they gaged and pickle quickly went to them
"Paintbrush! Thank goodness you're awake! Just take it easy, just rest. You're already too weak as it is and we can't have you hurting yourself"
Paintbrush tried to speak but couldn't, pickle helped them take control back of their breathing before placing a blanket on to them
"Just sleep, you need it"
Pickle went back to sitting next to knife and paintbrush looked at them for a moment before slowly closing their eyes and drifting off to the land of their thoughts once more.
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"This one is big enough"
Microphone put the tank in the box before taking it out of the room, she of course in disguise and passing workers, she changed her accessories to avoid suspicion from the other people
"Afternoon"
"Good afternoon noon!"
She went to the back and quickly grabbed a tank and hid it and made her way out
"Wow, that was easy- OW! What just sting me!?"
She looked around but saw nothing, she rubbed the spot that stung and continued her way out of the building.
"... tracking has been enabled"
"We will strike when the time is just right... 015 needs to fulfill his purpose if this island wants to be saved"
(I'm still flabbergasted about II 16 I just can't stop thinking about it 😭 it so soooo good and cobs has bars-)
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Meeple Virus
Fanfiction(This is an Inanimate Insanity Au! Of their home on death that is..) After Inanimate Insanity ended everyone in the hotel were just living their lives as normal. But something came around the corner for them..
