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~Chapter 4~

tbh I thought none of us would see the day I finally update one of my books on here again, especially considering it's an inanimate insanity one like hello? II just ended yesterday in my timezone? (At the time of writing this)
This book is definitely one of my favorites not only to write, but it's also one of the only fits I like to go back and read over, I don't really like reading any of my other fics,,,, okay I hope you enjoy baii!!!! ~Levi

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TestTube's words rang in my ear. I can't sleep at all, I wanted to go check on Lightbulb. Maybe see how she was doing, but I think she has people literally watching over her. That must feel nice, to have so many that care...

No Microphone!! Someone does care about you, uhm, how about... Soap..? Yeah!! Soap 100% cares for you!! She just got eliminated and I miss her! But at least I can text her when it's not a contest day

Okay, if I'm being honest, I don't think many people care about me. I know Taco does, sometimes? Maybe. No not actually maybe. I've been tossing and turning all night, I just can't sleep. I'm gonna be miserable tomorrow.

Oh well, maybe I could at least tr-

"Writing in your diary again?" Mic jumped a little and turned to see Knife there by her bed.

"Oh, uhm... no..?"

"You were. You say what you're writing out loud. Props for whispering though."

Mic turned over to her side, mumbling an apology. Knife looked at her, a bit unamused.

"You're worried about Lightbulb? Aren't you."

"...How do you know ab-"

"Diary. And the rest of us saw TestTube carrying her back out."

"Rrriiighttt..."

"Could I sit with you?"

Microphone turns back over and sits up, patting the spot next to her on her bed. Knife crawls onto her bed and sits down, looking at her tired expression with slight concern.

"You're Gonna be miserable tomorrow. Good thing tomorrow isn't challenge day."

"Oh yeah... when is the next challenge day?"

"Not sure actually. I just kind of wait around until Mephone says something about it finally."

They both sit in silence for a little while. Until Microphone stood up. Walking to the door, Knife followed her. He tried to ask where she was going, but she ignored him. Very uncharacteristic of her to do. Mephone never deleted the team cabins once the teams were demolished, and the Bright Lights cabin was just across from them, but Lightbulb wouldn't be in there, and she knew it. She was heading somewhere else.
Knife decided to quit the chase, simply shrugging and heading back.

Despite the chilliness, Microphone trudged through the woods. Using her phone as a flashlight. It was dark, and extremely cold but she marched through it. She wanted to find Taco, and have a very nice 'Chat' with her, maybe curse at her, maybe not.

She kept walking, leaves crunching under her feet. Until she saw it. A small hut made up of sticks and leaves that sat against a tree. And who was huddled up underneath it? None other than Taco. Microphone shone the flashlight in her face, causing her to stir and wake.

"Wuh.. wh-who's there?!" Taco asked, she was afraid of being found.

"Just me Taco." Microphone replied, the tiredness clear in her voice. She moved the beam of light out from Taco's face, and waited for her shorter companion to adjust her eyes to the darkness.