FanTube - Getting Closer

Built Up Emotion

~~~Earlier~~~

Baseballs p.o.v

I cant take it, I miss Nickel. Why did that stupid Suitcase have to vote him off. I will make her pay for that. I shouldn't get so worked up, it might hurt my game. Whatever it might help. well, maybe not, i can't stand it, i love Nickel so much, i just couldn't tell him before. What if rejects me. Is he even gay? i just, don't know.

     I should go see TestTube, she might know how i can sort out my feelings correctly, or something like that.

     I walk to the 'secret' lab that everyone knows about and head down. I hear some scrambling, then i see Fan slowly open the door to a room in front of me, then close it.

     "Baseball? what are you doing here? you almost woke TestTube up" he looks away blushing

     "oh, sorry" i say coldly "i just- look im really sorry how i treated you and everyone else the past few days, i actually came here to ask TestTube for some advice on how to fix this.....situation.....im in"

     Fans eyes lighten at my apology.

     "oh, umm, thanks for that but, she's asleep right now, you can ask me if you want"

     "Fine. but only because im impatient. So, i......love Nickel, and, well you know he was voted off, and, well, i was never able to tell him how i feel. and i just, don't know what i should do" 

     "pfffft! thats what your freaking about. If you want to feel better, just go to Hotel O.J and tell him"

     "r-really"

     "im sure of it" he glances at the door he had just left, then muttered something like"trust me, i need to do the same"

     "What was that Fan?"

     "oh-o, nothing, just go tell him if you want to, bye" he waves then heads back into the room.

     I leave, thinking if i should go talk to him or not. I decide that i might as well. I walk to Hotel O.J, hoping that they will let me in. After a bit of talking to O.J im finally allowed in. I slowly walk up to Nickels room, thinking about how i could drop the conversation. whatever, I will think of something.

Fans p.o.v

     Finally, Baseball left. Not that he is bad or anything, he just couldn't have picked a worse time to barge in. Im so stupid, I shouldn't have even attempted to kiss her. Sheesh, i just need to get some fresh air.

     I walk to the tunnel and head back to the surface. I walk for awhile until I reach Crappy Cliff. I sit on the edge of the tall land, slightly swaying my legs back and forth. I breath in the icy morning air, I really need to get some sleep. I've been awake since the elimination, i don't think that's healthy. 

     I hear someone behind me and turn around.

     "hey, Fan, i just saw you over here and thought we could talk or something?" Suitcase says.

     "oh, sorry Suitcase, maybe later, i'm about to head to bed"

     "wait, could you just answer one question for me?" she begs

     "sure, i guess, shoot"

     "If you had a best friend, and you liked them more than that, would you risk your friendship and tell them how you feel?" She looks away, as if thinking.

     "Well, i'm not the person you should be asking, i'm in that situation and even i don't know what to pick!"

     "oh, really, umm thanks anyway then, bye" She lifts her foot as to wave goodbye, then leaves. 

     My, what is it with relationship issues in ii lately. First Marsh and Apple, then LightBulb and PaintBrush, then Baseball and Nickel, and now Suitcase and someone. There is way too much drama going on right now.

     I walk back to TestTubes lab, then lay on the couch in one of her testing room. I think about TestTube, and how she got me through hard times. Man, this is starting to turn into some cheesy fanfiction. Well, I might as well sleep now. night.

~time skip~

I wake up and look around the room. I see TestTube at her desk, writing some type of experiment report.

     "Hey TestTube? What time is it?" She glances over at me.

     "Oh! your up, and it's 10:27"

     "oops, didn't mean to sleep that long. Well, what are you working on?"

     "It's just a type of artificiality dye, I thought I'd try to streak my hair with something new, I thought the bland green could use a highlight." She smiles at me.

     That's weird, TestTube never cares about her looks or peoples opinions on her. I wonder why she suddenly wanted to do this.

     "oh, what color are you gonna change it to?"

     "I'm only gonna give it highlights, but I was thinking yellow!" 'or red' I hear her whisper. I feel my face heat up, and I turn away.

     "Well, I think you're perfect the way you are...." I say.

    TestTube looks over at me, her face a deep red. I was about to apologize, but then she gets up and leaves the room.

TestTubes p.o.v

     Fan says I'm perfect, no, I blush and look away. The I get up, and head to my room. Why did he.......? I lay on my bed, thinking, trying to slow my heartbeat that I hadn't even noticed had raised. I look at myself in the mirror, how could he think I'm perfect? He is way out of my league, a nerdy scientist like me couldn't ever be liked by someone like him. I should go back out and apologize, I shouldn't have just left. I get up and splash cold water on my face. Then I head out.

     I see Fan still sitting on the couch, looking scared. His eyes spark when he sees me.

     "Are you okay TestTube? Why did you leave?"

     "Sorry, I just, felt kinda light headed, maybe I breathed into many chemicals, heh"

     

They went the rest of the day talking and working on stuff, TestTube with the dye, trying to get the perfect color, and Fan, writing on his blog about the awkward moment they just had.