Love (Inanimate Insanity AU)

Chapter 5...

"You WHAT!" Microphone yelled, looking at the smaller girl in front of her, "Y-You told Baseball! Are you insane?"

"Do you really want me to answer that question?" Taco playfully said, chuckling at her comment. Microphone, on the other hand, didn't take it so lightly.

"Taco, what if he blows are cover. What if he tells everybody about this whole situation! W-WhAT IF-"
Taco put a finger to Microphone's lips. "Trust me Microphone, I have all of this planned out. You don't have to worry."

Microphone shifted uncomfortably,  but sighed in defeat. "I guess you're right..." "Oh, dear," Taco gazed to microphone, smirking, " I know I'm right."

Baseball was shuffling in his house, mumbling non stop to himself about Suitcase, debating whether or not she was an honest threat. Baseball doesn't know how the sudden envy happened so quickly, maybe it was because of Balloon, or maybe he's emotion unstable.

Or maybe she really wants to take him away from you...

Baseball stopped at that curtain thought. He was wearing a blank expression when he was in his thoughts, but his expression slowly turned to anger. He sighed,  rubbing his eyes to soothe himself.

Maybe there's a way to make sure suitcase doesn't love him, but what can he possibly do? His luck seemed to run out with Balloon. What could work for him now?

Just then, the door bell rang. Baseball bursted up from the floor, running towards the door. There was so many possibilities to who it could be. Suitcase, Nickel, Taco, Mic, who can it possibly be?

When baseball opened the door, he just sighed to himself mumbling "Just the mail..." He got the envelope and quickly noticed who it was from.

"OJ?"

Baseball tilted his head as he walked back into his house, closing the door after him. He opened up the letter, reading quickly threw it.

"Hello Baseball, as you must know, this is an invitation to the hotel! I, along with Paper, have made a little "House Warming Party" if you must know, and we'd love to invite everyone we know. Hopefully you will attend it with us. It's tomorrow at about 7:30, don't be late!

Sighed- OJ"

Baseball looked at the paper, grinning to himself. Just his luck!

But then the grin turned into a frown. It was slowly, but it still did its job . It was going to be way to crowded to do something to her to get rid of the problem. Baseball went deep in to thought, thinking of a solution to his problem, when he suddenly remembered. Taco!

"But where do I find her-" As if on cue, he heard a knock, not from his door again, but from his window. Baseball went towards it, revealing Taco crouched down on his window. He could also see Microphone standing next to her on the ground. The window wasn't that far down to the Ground.

"May we come in?" Taco ask politely. Baseball hesitantly nodded, unlocking the window and putting it up. Taco fumbled into the house as Microphone followed, getting in without a breeze.

"So, we heard you got an invitation to Oj's hotel?" Taco said, a hint of anger threw her voice as she was reminded of him. "Splendid, we can definitely make some headway in are plans!"

"Heh, yeah- erm, new partner?" Microphone elbowed Baseball, timidly smiling.

"Hmm, yeah..." Baseball said, a small grin stretching across his face. "New partner, I like to sound of that."

"Well come on then, we only have into l tomorrow." Taco said, an evil look spreading across her face.

"It needs to be perfect."

(A/N: Finally back from the dead! You didn't think I'd leave all of you,  did you?)