Hotel of horrors

chapter 4

The hours kept going by. "Where the heck are they?!" Fan thought. Its been 4 hours since paintbrush left. "What was i thinking?! This was stupid." He frantically paced around his room. "Should i speak up and ask someone if they know what happened? Should i be cautious and keep my mouth shut? What was OJ capable of?" The clock on the wall ticked non-stop. 12:09 AM.
He felt his eyes get droopy and sore, so he decided he would ask some people in the morning. The night was quiet. It was an unusual feeling. Fan didnt hear any sqeaky snores. He didnt hear the sleep talk. He didnt hear the sounds the bed next to him made when the object shifted the blankets and pillows around. It was a long night, but fan eventually fell asleep.

The morning was as usual as the sky being blue. Everyone was awake and doing their own thing. They chatted, they played video games, they ate breakfast, and played music. It was loud. As fan walked down the stairs to the main lobby, the scent of chocolate and pancakes filled the air. He smiled as he made his way to the dinning hall where food was provided.

Everyone was happy and comfortable until..he came. He walked down the stairs, and into the kitchen. Except this time, it was different. He wasn't a rain on the parade. No no. He was weirdly happy. He was normal OJ. He was his normal bubbly self, kind and caring. Or was he? He smiled as he walked down the now silent dinning hall and he got his breakfast. "Good morning pickle!" He cheerfully said to the object next to him. "U-uh.. morning!" Pickle replied back, shocked. OJ sat down at a table and ate. Every object in the room stared at him while he ate. It was silent. Everyone in the room got a very suspicious eery feeling, but nobody said anything. Slowly, the chatter came back and it was normal again. Once OJ was done, he didnt go back to his room. Instead, he went out to the garden and enjoyed the fresh air. Even though it seemed oj was no harm, fan was still scared. What would happen if he didnt say anything? What would happen if he did? Slowly and anxiously, he walked towards the beverage and tried to make small talk. "H-hey oj! How are you?" Fan asked, trying to keep cool. "Good! This morning is beautiful. Dont you think?" Oj happily said. "Mhm.." fan looked up at the sky. "...hey do you happen to know where paintbrush is? They left our room last night but didnt return." Oj looked slightly irritated. Not as in ticked off, but in a way of 'it depends.' "oh. Paintbrush? They ran away. I dont know why. I guess they didnt like it here. Such stubborness." Oj closed his eyes and smiled. Fan just looked at him confused. Paintbrush running off? "I thought they enjoyed it here. Paintbrush isnt like that.." fan thought "Oh..ok.." he didnt say much elsr. He didnt know if he should believe oj, but he just went with it. Before he could say anything trophy came out with a cup in his hands. He looked pretty pissed. "Oj!" Trophy approached oj. "Yes?" Oj answered calmly, his eyes still closed, his back facing trophy. "What the hell is in my water?" Fan walked up to trophy to see the cup of water. Trophy pulled out long wet strains of yellow hair from the water. "hair?" Fan questioned out loud. They had oj's attention now. He turned around and got up to look at the cup. Trophy pulled out tiny peices of metal and strains of hair out of his cup of water. Like any other person, oj had a confused expression on his face. "Hm..mabye pests got in the water system somehow. Its happened before. Im sure it'll pass in a few days. Until then, just drink the water from the fridge. Trophy glared at oj like he knew something was up. Oj noticed, but kept his calm. Fan looked at the two of them, confused. "Hm...okay then..." Trophy irritatingly said, dumping the water out on the ground and walking away. Fan looked at trophy walking away, then looked at oj. Oj didnt like trophy's attitude towards the small situation. "Well uh..im gonna go inside." Fan said. Oj nodded. "Bye bye." Fan smiled nervously and walked away. He still had a million questions. Fan walked back in the lobby and looked around. Everyone was doing their own thing. Fan went upstairs and decided to see if paintbrush really did 'run away.'
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Hey lightbulb

Heyyyyyy :)

Sorry for the weird question, but is paintbrush
there with you?

Painty?
No :00
Was painty gonna
come visit me?! :D

Um..no not rlly

Oh..Bummer 😔😔
Why u ask

Buddy pal friend

Ewww! No reason i ask
just wanted to know

Lol..you ask dumb kwestuns..I gtg now. Cya! :)

Bye.
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Fan was kinda shocked. If paintbrush wasnt there, where would they be? Before he could get deep into his thoughts, he heard a loud bang from downstairs. "GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME" a male voice shouted. A girly scream then followed. "OJ STOP!" Fan rushed down the stairs. There, he saw a crowd of objects surrounding oj and trophy wrestling. "What the hell happened?!"

(Aaaaah i suck at writing ;w;)