motherdearest08
Toilet has to recover from some severe injuries, and is essentially bound to a single floor of a single apartment complex. Not that he doesn't mind MePad and Taco's company, but he wishes he could have more people to talk to. Luckily, Taco has a friend who just can't stop herself from coming over.
Important notes or whatever:
This fic is humanized. Yes I know they're objects on the cover but that's because I was too lazy to draw them as humans.
I started writing this fic before ii18 came out, so MePad is alive and well and nobody knows about Box being a corpse.
This fic takes place in an AU where MePhone didn't create the contestants. Well, at least not most of them.
On ao3, this fic is titled "Don't Talk So Loud, It'll Make Your Concussion Worse". I simplified the title for Wattpad.