BFDI AND II ONESHOT BOOK!

Please Text Back: Penraser

(ART IS MINE)

During TPOT 19 Pen feels completely alone and terrified. He keeps desperately texting Eraser, trying to update him about the world falling apart but there's no reply. Everyone Pen cares about is either gone or has left him behind. The silence hurts more than anything. He feels abandoned, forgotten... utterly alone.

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 [ MY LOVE 🩷 ]

Pen: The weirdest thing just happened, the sky turned black and we all have a bit of Two's powers, I am a little scared, but Liy is with me.

Text me back when you see this.

. . .

Pen and Liy were sitting together, just talking quietly while the world felt like it was unraveling around them. He was trying his best to stay calm and collected, at least on the outside. Inside, though, he was nervous. Anxious. Something was wrong, he could feel it—but he kept telling himself it would be fine. It had to be fine. As long as Liy was with him, things couldn't be that bad... right?

Sure, he missed Eraser terribly. It gnawed at him constantly, not knowing where he was, not hearing his voice, not even getting a reply to his messages. But maybe Eraser was safe somewhere. Maybe this chaos would blow over. Four and Two were powerful, right? They could fix anything. This was probably just a bump in the road. Everything would be okay. It had to be.

Then, out of nowhere, the familiar jingle of "Cake at Stake" began playing on TV. Pen flinched.

"Oh shoot..."

He'd actually forgotten he was up for elimination this time. A knot formed in his stomach—not because he was scared of being eliminated himself, but because the fear of losing someone else he cared about hit him like a brick. He already lost Eraser. Needle and Blocky never even made it into TPOT to begin with. If he lost Liy... or Snowball... he didn't know how he'd handle it. The thought scared him more than anything.

Pen wandered a bit away from the group, standing off to the side as the elimination for Snowball's team began to play out. He watched silently, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, trying not to fidget. First safe was Book.

"Okay, that's... fine," Pen mumbled to himself. He didn't know Book very well, and they'd never really had much of a connection. Still, Pencil had been struggling emotionally, and Pen knew some of that tension involved Book. He thought maybe, just maybe, if Book stayed in the game, she and Pencil could work things out—try to fix whatever had broken. But with each passing day, Pencil looked more withdrawn, more distant, like she wasn't really here anymore. It scared him. It felt like he was watching his sister slip further and further away, and he didn't know how to reach her.

The next safe was Price Tag.

"...What?"

Pen blinked. He hadn't expected that. Price Tag being safe meant it was down to Grassy and Snowball. He felt a chill crawl down his back. Grassy was well-liked—he usually got more votes than most of his team. Pen's heart started to race.

"No... no, I'm not gonna lose another bro. I can't."

But he did.

Grassy was announced safe.

Snowball was out.

Pen's breath hitched in his throat as Snowball dropped to his knees and let out a dramatic "NOOOOOO!" that echoed over the area. The reaction stung. Pen stood silently, a concerned, hollow expression overtaking his face. He didn't want to cry, not now, not in front of everyone. But it hurt. Did Snowball really have to go?