Don't Deserve You

1- Not an alliance

Microphone's POV

Microphone woke up with a start. She was laying outside the cave and it was nighttime. Test Tube and Suitcase were standing near her.

"How did I get here?" she asked.

"You're alive, Mic!" Suitcase said, walking over. "You were hit with a tranquilizing dart in the cave, and we had to drag you back out here,"

"Oh- heh, thanks," Mic noticed the white bow that Suitcase was holding.

"...and you dropped this," Suitcase handed (A/N: oof, "hand"-ed) her the bow. Mic glanced at Test Tube, who seemed to be looking away on purpose.

"Thanks," She shoved the bow out of sight, glancing at Test Tube again. "Err- who was eliminated?"

Suitcase sighed.

"Fan," she started backing away. "It... happened a few minutes ago," She started shifting away from the cave.

Microphone sat there for a minute, trying to process it all. After a while, she decided to head back to the contesting grounds.

MePhone 4 and MePad were standing on a patch of dead grass, looking thoroughly disgruntled.

She wanted to know what really happened- she could still remember leading Suitcase to the last gem... then what? Someone must have shot a dart at her... but who? She sat down and looked around, hoping that she could talk to someone.

Test Tube was talking to Baseball, Lightbulb was dead, Suitcase disappeared, and Knife- well...

She turned her gain up, hoping that she could have someone to talk to.

"Going somewhere?" said a voice. Knife was suddenly standing beside her.

"I thought we told you to leave us alone," Mic said quietly.

"Yeah, well... I said that I'm trying to do you a favor-"

"You could do us a favor by not saying anything. Why do you care so much about Taco anyway?"

"Fine, I'll leave you two alone," Knife turned away.

Microphone quickly turned away and walked toward the woods. She was pretty sure that he wasn't going to follow her.