On The Run

Lies and Love Interests

Paintbrush's POV:
We arrived in the parking lot of a small motel, and we got out of the taxi. We went in the trunk and took out our stuff, like the backpack and our chargers. Lightbulb and I turned around, and noticed Hairspray stayed inside.

"Um, aren't you gonna stay in the motel with us, Hairspray?" Hairspray shook his head. "Nope. I'm gonna stay in my 4 story mansion, of course. But be ready tomorrow by 3:00. That's when we'll pick you up for auditions! See ya!" We waved goodbye to him as they drove off. "Goodbye!" Lightbulb yelled, trying to get him to hear it. Then she grabbed my arm. "Hoorah! Let's go, Painty!"

She raced into the motel, dragging me and hurting my foot. "oOOWW! LIGHTBULBPLEASEYOUREHURTINGMYFOOT!" I quickly shrieked. Lightbulb dropped me into the room and appologized, "Whoops, heh, sorry. I'm just really excited!" I flicked my hand towards her. "Aw, that's alright." I got myself up with my crutches and Lightbulb threw the backpack onto the bed. The room was pretty basic, definitely not as bright as the Neon Room. It had peach walls, a big, but short, bed, and a TV in front of it. In the back, of course, was a bathroom, though it was small. "This place is MUCH more plain than the other." "Yeah, at least we won't get blinded by the walls!" Lightbulb responded.

We started to laugh, then heard the TV randomly turn on. "And today, we see Miss Sugar Drop Static, a well known professional dancer, in a prison cell. Why she's in here you may ask? Well, she was caught abusing her little sister, 14 year old Lightbulb Static.." The woman speaking walked up to one of the cells, and the camera turned towards it. "Ms. Static, we a few questions for you, if you don't mind."

Sugar Drop turned around, her light blue hair in a ponytail and was wearing an orange jumpsuit. She had an annoyed look on her face as she looked at the camera. "Yeah, I guess. Go ahead." The lady grinned. "Great! Now, first question, how do you think this will affect your appearance in the media after this event?" "Well, honestly I couldn't care less. It will obviously make a lot of people hate me, but guys will still think I'm hot, and I'm still an amazing dancer, not to brag. So I'd say it'd be a bit of a downgrade from my original appearance, but who cares?" The lady looked around nervously, then asked another question. "Okay then. Next question, do you regret your wrong doings?"

"Of course not! She deserved it! She's useless and annoying! No one likes her anyways. I don't honestly care for her. But then again, she does have a few perks to her. But I don't wanna take the time to name those. But I actually change my answer. I love her, and I'm SO sorry, now that I think about it. You listen good if you're watching this, Bulby! When come out of this place, I'm gonna treat you like you should've been treated this whole time!" She smiled and waved at the camera. She blew a kiss, and the reporter blocked her from the camera again. Oblivious to her lying, she added, "Aww, that's both heartwarming-"

Lightbulb smacked her hand against the bed. "NO IT'S NOT! Did they NOT just hear that first part? She obviously lied for that second part! She just wants the media's attention!" Lightbulb fumed, as she continued to watch the interview. "-and now for the last question. How do you feel about Lightbulb's debut on a TV show?"

Sugar gave a forced smile to the reporter, then asked, "W-What are you talking about?" "Well, your sister recently was chosen randomly for a karaoke contest at Newts Inn, and everyone agreed that she was an astonishingly amazing singer, so she gets the chance to audition for 'So You Think You Have Talent?'!" Sugar Drop gave another forced smile to the camera and responded, "I never knew Bulby Bear could.. sing! I have to say, I'm... surprised, to say the least. All I have to say is... good luck? Now.. GET ME OUT OF THIS FREAKING-"