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One of Mach's stupid floors. They're always pulling dangerous shit like this.
The incinerator floor was always shitty to deal with- everyone had to deal with it at least once.
Poob was struggling with the parkour, the wall of flames slowly catching up to them as they slowly jumped from one platform to another. Their party horn let out a sad toot as they saw the wall getting closer.
Pest however, could care less. He was effortlessly jumping from platform to platform, not even bothering to look back. Until he made it to the end, that is. He glanced around with his usual scowl and noticed that only Poob was still dealing with the parkour. He noticed how the wall was slowly catching up to the struggling party planner.
Pest looked back at the others and noticed how they all looked somewhat nervous and worried. He let out an annoyed grumbled and decided to go out and save Poob's useless self.
He jumped back onto the platforms and made his way over to where Poob was.
"You're way too slow. Moron." He growled when he reached Poob. He picked them up and made his way back, making space between the two of them and the wall.
Poob looked relieved. "Thank u, Pest! Ur relly awesum for dat!" They were glad they weren't gonna die.
"Shut up."
The only words pest said. I mean, that's just Pest being himself, right? He made it back on the other side, and instead of gently putting Poob down (LIKE HE SHOULD HAVE.), he just dropped them. Poob let out a little surprised yelp and scraped his elbow on the ground.
"I don't know why I saved you in the first place. You're worthless and undeserving of being saved." Pest spat coldly, glaring down at Poob.
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Oh.
Poob couldn't help but feel hurt. "Y r u being mean?" They frowned.
"I'm just telling the truth. Apparently you're too weak to handle anything either." Pest turned and walked away, leaving Poob on the ground and questioning his existence.
