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"Hey guys!" Blocky cried out as he brought the camera closer towards himself. "Now, for a prank!" He put on his usual grin as he passed the camera towards Eraser and stepped back, reaching into his back and materialising- "Grab a pair of scissors..."

"Oh! So that's what Woody meant?" Balloony gasped out. Leafy nodded and chuckled out, "Yeah, there you go!" The taller green object sighed out, his string sagging along with it. "God, I feel so embarrassed now."

"Hey hey hey! There's no need for that attitude!" Leafy got onto her tippy toes and plopped her hand onto his arm, lightly pulling him towards her. "It's alright, you didn't know. And well, at least you're actually trying now!" She pointed out. "Plus, we all work differently!"

Balloony sighed out and leaned back, Leafy's hand slipping off him as he did so. "Yeah, I guess you're right-" He cut himself off with a scream as he shot upwards suddenly.

"Blocky!" Leafy gasped out and shot the culprit a glare, who lowered the scissors with a blank expression. "I can't believe you!" She scoffed out. "What are you going to do about it?" Eraser laughed out.

Leafy rolled her eyes and quickly turned away from them, marching off towards... actually now that he thinks about it... probably Cloudy.

"Oh wait she's actually doing something about it." Eraser lowered the camera and blinked. "Huh."

Blocky huffed out and dropped the scissors, staring blankly at it. "It's not the same." Eraser turned towards him at the abrupt declaration. He frowned in concern and asked, "Uh, you good bro?"

"Eh." He shrugged and turned towards him. "It's nothing. Probably just a bad idea, or execution." He gestured towards the camera lazily. "Just- Can it. Stop the recording. Scrape the idea."

"Oh okay." Eraser glanced down to the camera. After a moment, he glanced back to him. "I dunno how."

"What- I-" Blocky sighed out and dropped his arms. "Whatever, nevermind." He stopped besides him and grabbed the camera, ripping it out of his hands. "Let's see... Okay, so come here." Eraser leaned in. "You see, you just-"

"It's that simple," Blocky huffed out as he turned off the recording and shut the camera with a click, leaning back and glancing towards Eraser. "Oh, I see." He nodded his head. Blocky sighed out as his hand holding the camera dropped to his side, muttering under his breathe, "There's a reason I do these on my own."

Eraser blinked. He raised an eyebrow and pointed out, "Don't you run a tv network?" Blocky paused at that. He groaned and threw the camera away. "Whatever! Who cares!" He sighed out and crossed his arms. "Let's just, find Pen or something."

"Blocky! Eraser!" Pen's voice cried out. "Wow how convenient," Eraser commented. Pen came to a stop in front of them and raised a hand. "What were you doing? It's time for brake at flake."

"Isn't it cake at-?" Eraser was cut off when Pen shoved their finger to his mouth. "Don't say anything about it." They sighed out and glared off towards where they came from. "Four is... being weird about it."

"What do you mean?" Blocky asked, raising an eyebrow at him. Pen sighed out and dropped their arm, deadpanning, "It's elimination time. Let's just go."

"Alright," Eraser quickly agreed. Blocky rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "Whatever let's go."

"About time!" Four suddenly appeared and screamed into their faces, startling the three of them into yelling out loud. He raised his arm and snapped his fingers, teleporting them towards the same spot the elimination last took place at. Coiny flopped onto the ground and Bomby yelled out as he fell backwards.

"Oh my glop! Where were you?" Pin yelled at the three of them as Needle rushed to help her friends out in the background. "Yeah, you missed a lot," Lighting drily told them. "Like, Gelatin killing a bunch of objects and-"

"It's time!" Four interrupted with a yell. "For flake at stake!" With a snap of his fingers, all of the contestants were sent onto their respective podiums.

"Oh you're back!" Coiny yelled out once he sat back up with a hand on himself. "Where were you?" Bomby cried out, flapping his arms rapidly as he leaned towards them. Needle sighed out and turned towards them. "I thought after the whole Pen fiasco, we all agreed to keep an eye on each other?"

"Fi- Fiasco?" Pen gasped out, shooting an offended look at her. Needle's expression pinched and she gave them a nervous smile. "Oh uh... Well-" "Yeah! Because you were gone for weeks!" Pin cried out. "And we couldn't find you when the challenge started!"

"Can you quit it already?" Blocky groaned out, flopping onto his back. "It's been ages already, get-" Immediately he sat up, and along with everyone else, turned when they heard a childish voice singing.

"That means it's time for cake at stake," Needle whispered under her breath, meant only for her teammates. "It's brake at flake!" Four screamed out as he slapped her.

"Bunches, you lost last time, which means-!" His voice raised as he threw his arms up and began to shake. "One of you is going to sleep!"

Bomby blinked with a frown on his face. After a moment, he hesitantly raised his hand and asked, "Is... Is that actually what happens?"

"Don't be fooled Bomby!" Coiny cried out, turning towards him and throwing his arms up. "It's obviously a code word for something. Probably like, elimination or..." "Eternal algebra class?" Eraser finished halfheartedly.

"Eraser." Four glared at him. "You're not supposed to know that."

The object simply just chuckled and brought a hand underneath his mouth. "Heh. Don't get so mad bro, it's just a guess."

Four glared harder at him and began humming, growing more aggressively as he did so and even beginning to shake.

"Come on, Four," Two called out as they came to a stop besides him. "Let's get started!" They clapped their hands and suggested, "How about you tell us how many votes we got?" Immediately coming to a stop at that, Four extended a hand up as he answered, "19,843."

"That's almost double last time," Pillow commented, appearing out of nowhere. "Yay." Four dropped his arms and folded them behind his back. "The seven safe contestants will each get a cupcake!" He screamed out as he pulled out said pastry. "While the most voted contestant will get eliminated!"

"Where's X?" Lighting asked. "Burn centre- Bomby and Coiny are safe with zero votes!" Said objects caught their respective cupcakes with ease. Bomby sighed out in relief and his shoulders slumped downwards. "Congrats Bomby!" Coiny cried out towards him, causing him to turn towards him. "Thanks."

"Wow, another time not one, but two contestants get zero votes," Four commented. "How... interesting."

"And congratulations to Eraser, Pen and Lighting!" Two cried out, bumping into Four with three cupcakes in their hands, getting a glare from Four. "All of who received 1,647 each!"

"Oh yay!" Lighting cried out as he caught his cupcake. "What a sweet, glorious prize." He brought it towards himself. "I will cherish this greatly." "Congrats Lighting!" Coiny yelled out to him. "Thanks Coiny, I appreciate it."

Pen caught their cupcake. "And congrats to you as well Pen!" They blinked and looked at Coiny in surprise at his words. "Oh uh." They gave him a confused grin. "Thanks?"

Eraser easily caught his. "Heh." He brought his arm down and set the cupcake into his lap. After a moment of nothing, he paused and glanced over at Coiny, finding him blatantly ignoring him. "Oh."

"Wait, what." Needle frowned nervously. "Why am I in the bottom three?" "Who knows?" Two chuckled. "And who cares!" Four yelled out as he threw a cupcake at her. "As Needle is safe with 3,307 votes." She caught it and sighed out in relief, "Phew."

"Congrats Needle!" She smiled and turned towards her friend. "Thanks Coiny."

"And that leaves..." Every objects turned to- "Blocky and Pin as the final two left."

Blocky huffed out, "Well we all know how this ends." "Yeah!" Pin turned and glared at him. "It has to you." He returned the glare and clenched his teeth. "Oh really? You think so?"

"Of course!" Pin stood up and fully turned to face him with her hands on herself. "You didn't help with the first challenge! And when you actually try to help, everything got derailed!" Blocky huffed out and put his hand up onto himself. "Oh reeaaally, huh? Didn't you-?" "Yeah yeah!" Pin groaned out and rolled her eyes. "I get it! It was my fault, luckily Needle managed to savage it though," She sighed out, much to Blocky's surprise. "But as for the last challenge-"

"You're right." A hush fell over the team as they turned towards the two numbers.

Suddenly nervous, Blocky asked, "Wh- What?" Four raised his hand holding onto the last cupcake. "Pin." His mouth stretched into a wide smile. "Is eliminated with 6,634 votes." He threw the cupcake. "Blocky is the last one safe with 4,961 votes." He caught it and sighed out in relief. He turned towards Eraser and handed him the cupcake. "Here."

"You can't be serious," Coiny muttered out dreadfully. Pin's arms dropped to her sides as her mouth dropped open, "What?"

"The votes don't lie!" Two cheerfully told him. Four agreed, "Indeed."

"W.O.A.H. Bunch!" Pin cried out towards her friends, getting them all to snap towards her. "Make it into end okay?! You can do it! I b-!" "Wait no come back!" Coiny hoarsely cried out and dashed for her when the screeching began.

And he fell onto his knees when she was sucked away from him right in front of him, his outstretched arm dropping into where she would've been if he was faster.

After a moment, Needle and Bomby slowly walked towards him, stopping behind him. They shared a concerned look and turned back to face his back, Needle outstretched for arm towards him.

"Ha, told ya." They snapped back to find Blocky facing them with his usual annoying grin. "Should've thought twice before zapping me." Needle glared at him while Bomby frowned and looked down guiltily as he turned and left.

Coiny stood up and snapped back to glare at Blocky.

"That was a bit mean," Lighting flew over to tell them. "Yeah well..." Pen glanced down to the ground. "Pin wasn't exactly... the nicest." "It wasn't even aimed at them anyways," Blocky excused with a shrug. "Not my fault if they took it personally."

"Plus they like." Eraser shallowed his prize. "Used you." "I mean..." Lighting glanced away. "Yeah but-"

"Hmph!"

Blocky caught Pen as he tripped back, causing Eraser and Lighting to come to a stop as well. "What the-" Pen leaned back and slowly lifted their hand off themselves, blinking upon seeing who it was in front of them. "Donut?"

"Oh! Uh." He turned around and grinned nervously at them. "Hey Pen and-" His eyes dropped onto the other three contestants. "Blocky, Eraser and Lighting. Elimination's already over? Wow that's crazy-"

"Were you watching the elimination?" Lighting asked. "Hey wait a minute." Pen got back onto their feet and leaned into Donut's space. "Aren't you part of W.O.A.H. Bunch?"

"I'm an alternative," He answered, pushing Pen back lightly. "Same thing," Blocky scoffed out. Eraser hummed, "Oh dude, Pin just got out." "Oh really?" Donut laughed out nervously, his voice spiking into an unnaturally high tone. "I never would've thought! What a surprise!" Pen narrowed their eyes at him, grabbing onto his wrist and slowly taking his hand off him.

"Yeah. I'm sorry for your lost," Lighting flew over and patted Donut's shoulder. "Truly, you have my condolences." "Uh." Donut glanced away. "Thanks?"

"The third challenge is-" Four was interrupted as X slid in and happily cried out, "I'm back!" He slowly glanced over to one of his cohost, and lied, "Nobody noticed you were gone."

X immediately began crying out at that.

Lighting frowned and looked away uncomfortably.

"This season's hosts are disasters!" Fanny angrily yelled out. "Tell me about it!" Snowball immediately agreed with a huff. Flower leaned back onto Snowball, missing the glare she got for that as she threw her hand out and sighed, "Tell me about it. It almost makes me miss the Announcer."

"Get into your team swings people!" Four ordered in a raspy cry. Immediately at that, everyone rushed into their respective team swings, only able to tell their swings apart from each other with large team logos assigned to them.

As soon as they all got seated, Four began explaining, "Spin all the way around fifty times to win! The last team to do so is up for elimination!" He shook as he threw his arms out and yelled, "Begin!"

"So, to clarify-?" Blocky turned around and cut off Lightning, "Yes." He stood and hopped up, grabbing onto the backseat of the swing to look at Lightning in the eyes. "Now Lighting. We need you to-"

"Are you forgetting something Blocky?" Coiny deadpanned monotonously. Blocky glanced to his left to find Coiny standing on his tippy toes with his arms rested onto the backseat, a blank glare greeting him.

He narrowed his eyes at him as he tried to recall what his teammate might be referencing.

Coiny sighed out in annoyance and pushed himself off the backseat. "Lighting couldn't even lift an empty basket." He got onto his feet and turned fully to face Blocky. "What makes you think he can push a swing full of us?" He gestured towards their teammates.

Blocky leaned back. "Oh, right." He glanced away. "Then I guess-"

A frustrated groan cut him off as Coiny leaned back and threw his arm back. "Listen. Needle managed to run up a wall and propelled the basket towards X with Pen," He reminded his team, getting a jump from Needle. "And I know she's strong. I've seen her perform amazing feeds of strength so." He turned towards the backseat and hopped up, grabbing onto the backseat and lifting himself up to lean over it. "It's not unreasonable to assume she can probably pull us back."

He hopped over and sat onto the backseat so he could use a hand to point towards the open field in front of him. "As far as she can, then run forwards and push us with as much strength as she can muster." He flipped over and pushed himself off, landing back onto his feet as he faced what remains of his team. "Hopefully launching us from the momentum she's running at."

He put his hands onto himself and tilted himself to glare at Blocky expectantly. "Any thoughts?"

Blocky blinked and glanced down thoughtfully. "Uh." He looked back towards Coiny. "No, actually. It sounds pretty sound actually."

Bomby frowned and leaned towards his friend. "Uh, Coiny?" "Not now Bomby." He turned around to face him just as Needle hopped off the backseat of the swing. "Actually, I need you and everyone else for something." "Oh, what is it?" Lighting asked, flying towards them.

As Needle began pulling them back, Coiny turned to face his remaining teammates. "Okay, so since Needle will be propelling us. We need to pull her back in just as she push us." He slammed a fist into his open palm and raised an eyebrow at his teammates. "Can you do just that?"

"Uh yeah," Bomby answered, his mind faraway. While Lighting, fully present, quickly answered, "Sure thing!"

"Okay good." He shot a look toward Blocky, Eraser and Pen. "You three. Make sure we don't fall." Coiny glanced away in embarrassment as he added in, "Especially uh, me..."

"Ha!" Eraser picked him up and put him over the backseat of the swing, much to Coiny's obvious displeasure. He sighed out and reached out to grab onto Needle's arm. "Is everyone ready?"

Pen grabbed onto Lighting, Blocky grabbed onto them as both Lighting and Bomby grabbed onto Needle's arms. "Yup," Needle answered. Lighting confirmed, "Seems so."

"Alright!" Coiny turned towards Needle. "You know what to do!"

And with that, she pulled the swing back with slow and careful steps. Then immediately dashed forwards, putting all of her strength into pushing the swing.

The moment she felt the ground beneath her feet disappeared, she jumped and everyone pulled her into the swing seat, launching their swing into rapid, spinning circles and getting a scream out of all of them.

"Hmm." Book looked over to find Pillow staring at Bunch and their swing. She paused and did a double take upon actually seeing what was going on. "H- Huh?!"

"This should be easy," Gaty hummed out. She turned towards Bell and asked, "Can you push us-?" "Wait!" X cried out, sliding over towards them. Bell groaned out and flew up towards their face. "What is it?" She demanded. "You already made us carry that jawbreaker!" She swung around and gestured towards said large, object-sized jawbreaker on the swing set with her teammates. "Now what?"

"We need to remove your string." Bell gave them an offended glare at that. "What?" Taco cried out. "Wait why?" Firey Jr questioned, hopping up from his position on top of 8 Ball. "Why her? That's not fair!"

"Uh... Because Four won't like this," X weakly answered. Bell frowned and glared off. "Well what about everyone else?" Saw protested and butted in. "Bell's not the only flying-" "No you're wrong," X cut her off and pointed towards the her string. "That's carrying her. So she's not flying."

"But that's not fair!" Firey Jr cried out and stomped his legs down with his fists clenched by his sides. "Blackhole's a blackhole! And- And-!" "Just deal with it," X deadpanned. "Fine whatever," Bell scoffed out angrily and flew towards Taco. "But only she can touch my string. Keep your hands to yourself you..." She narrowed her eyes at X. "Variable."

"Why?" Firey Jr asked. She glanced towards him blankly. "Because I trust her the most?" "Oh." He flopped back onto 8 Ball. "Okay."

"That's fine," X declared. "As long as your string is gone, I don't care."

Woody made a bunch of noise while swinging his arms around. "Yeah Woody's right!" Nickel hopped upwards and slid over towards Leafy, who was holding Balloony's string while Cloudy had his head in his mouth. "What happened to Balloony and his legs?"

"Blocky cut them off!" Balloony angrily answered as he threw his arms up. "I almost died!" He crossed his arms and glared off towards Death P.A.C.T., huffing out, "So much about preventing death..."

Woody made an aggressive noise at that. Leafy sagged down and sighed out tiredly, "Yeah I know. You'd think he'll stop after the recovery centres got destroyed." Balloony, Cloudy and Nickel shared a confused look. "I'm confused. What are you guys talking about?" Nickel asked, leaning closer towards them.

Leafy sighed out and shook herself, dismissively answering, "I'll fill you guys in later. It's not important right now."

"Wa!" Woody cried out, pointing at Cloudy than swinging his arms around in circles. "Oh you're right!" Nickel gasped out and turned around to look up. "Could you do that Cloudy?" Said object frowned. "I can but." He glanced downwards to the light object he's weighing down by keeping himself onto his head. "I'm worried about Balloony."

"Oh right," Leafy sighed out and looked away. "Me, Woody and Balloony are the lightest members here. If we're not careful, we could be launched off." "And that might disqualify us," Nickel pointed out. "Sigh."

"Aw, seriously?!"

"Yeah seriously," Balloony huffed out, slumping downwards. "Sorry guys." "It's okay Balloony!" Cloudy immediately reassured. "It's not your fault your legs got cut off." "Yeah I know," Balloony scoffed out. At his almost bitter tone, Leafy looked towards him in surprise, frowning upon seeing his blatant unease painted across his expression.

Discomfort soon entered her as memories made their way to the surface, filling her with hesitation, uncertainty and anxiety.

"Hey are you alright?" Nickel asked. "You don't look so good." Balloony sighed out exhaustedly as he sunk down. "Yes Nickel. I'm perfectly fine." He leaned back. "I'm just wrapped up around this challenge," He lied. "I'm anxious about being put up for elimination."

Leafy jumped and looked over at the sudden weight on her lap, gasping out, "Rocky!" The small boy made a happy sound and turned towards her, nodding his head. She frowned in confusion and placed her free hand on top of him. "What are you doing?"

Nickel jumped and gasped out, "Oh I get it!" He turned around and cried out, "Woody!" "Wa?" The wooden slab looked over at the cry. Upon receiving his attention, Nickel used his leg to point towards the empty spot next to Leafy. "Get over here!"

Confusedly, he stood up and walked over to sit down besides Leafy. He jumped and his following yelp was muffled when Nickel shoved himself in front of him. "Nickel!" Leafy and Balloony cried out in a scolding tone at the same time. "What are you doing?" Cloudy asked confusedly.

Roboty beeped, inching closer towards them. "Oh okay!" Cloudy happily cried out, seemingly persuaded by whatever answer he was given. "Ap!" Balloony gasped out as Cloudy grabbed onto his head with his mouth. He yelped out as Cloudy pulled him out of Leafy's hand, causing her to gasp out in shock, "Cloudy!"

Nickel jumped upwards and grabbed onto Balloony's string with his teeth. Roboty stopped besides them and as soon as he did, Woody reached forwards and grabbed onto his compartment. He ripped it open and ripped Balloony's string out of Nickel's mouth then shoved it into it. Cloudy flew back and kept Balloony's fragile head away as Woody slammed the compartment shut.

David shot forwards and sat down besides Leafy. She frowned and confusedly asked, "What's going on?"

"We're weighing you down!" Nickel answered cheerfully. "Huh?" Leafy deadpanned. "I think the rest of our teammates are weighing us down, so we won't fly off?" Balloony offered. "Yeah exactly!" Nickel inched closer. "I may not be the lightest. But I'm sure if we all work together, we can do it!" David cried out, "Seriously!"

"And if I push the swing from the front instead of the back, I can weigh you guys down that way!" Cloudy happily added in.

Roboty beeped out.

"Oh okay," Balloony muttered out. "I would've like if you warn me though." He narrowed his eyes at Roboty, who beeped back something that caused Balloony to reconcile and gasped out dramatically, "Roboty!"

Leafy smiled at them confusedly. She chuckled out and glanced down, pulling Rocky closer towards herself as her mind wandered around in confusion. She glanced over upon feeling a hand grabbing hers, finding Woody giving her an encouraging smile. He raised his hand and cried out, "Wa?"

A startle, genuine chuckle escaped her as she raised their connected hands and squeezed his hand. "Okay..." She softly laughed out. Reenergised, she turned around and cried out, "Let's win this team!"

Everyone cried out in agreement as Cloudy dived in and began spinning them around.

"Hey Puffball!" Bottle cried out and slid over towards the small pink fluff in Fries. "Can you do that too?" "Uh, yes but." She frowned as she looked down towards her friend. "I'm worry about Fries. Especially since he only has so few left." "Oh good point." Tree slid over and poked at one of the one of only fries left, both in bad condition. "He'll probably fly off." "Uh." Puffball took a peak at Fries' spaced out expression. "Yeah that's what I'm worrying about."

Tree turned towards Remote. "How long until his new fries are done?" "Uh. Not at least until another week," She answered in her usual robotic tone. Pie swung her arm. "Aw shucks!"

"Well no matter," Tree sighed out and scooted over, wrapping an arm around Fries and pulling him towards himself. "I'll just weigh Fries down myself. There, problem solve." "Uhh actually." Puffball was cut off by Fries jumping and punching Tree in the face. "Don't touch me!" He shrieked out at the top of his lungs. Then suddenly he dropped and glanced around rapidly, blinking rapidly and tiredly. "Wha..."  He dropped onto Tree's side and sagged down, suddenly exhausted as he finished, "Where am I?"

"Oh." Tree glanced down towards him, hand on his face. "That's what you're worrying about." "Yeah! I'm worried he'll die soon!" Puffball exclaimed. Fries narrowed his eyes and grumbled out, "What dice..."

"Hmm." Liy narrowed her eyes in thought. Remote popped in and speculated out loud, "If all of us that are able to, were to make at least one fry, we should be able to theoretically make enough fries to extend his lifespan until we have enough fries to return him to his usual state." A smiled made its way onto her mouth and Liy complimented, "Good thinking Remote!"

She turned around to yell out, "Blackhole! Can you spin us around?"

"Uh well, I can't push anything?" He perked up. "Oh! But I can pull like there's no more tomorrow." "That's where you're wrong," Remote spoke out. "There is a tomorrow." "Well I can warp space time so hard time will literally slow down and there will literally be no tomorrow," Blackhole calmly explained.

"Yeah, let's not do that," Liy muttered out. Tree butted in, "Y- Yeah, don't do that. Just do your pully-attracty stuff."

"Oh okay." He flew up until he was in front of them. "Oh and make it fast," Liy added in as turned to look at Fries. "We have to prevent death soon." He narrowed his eyes and muttered out, "Fled..."

"Okay." And with that, Blackhole pulled them in and began spinning them around.

"Okay team!" Golf Ball cried out, catching Book's attention and causing her to turn towards her. "Spin forwards!" Before anyone can do so, Pillow interrupted, "I have a better idea." "What?!" Golf Ball exclaimed in shock as her teammates turned towards Pillow, who was smiling blankly as usual.

"Tv, could you play back a few minutes? Specifically footage of Bunch?" Pillow asked monotonously, turning to face the directed object. A question mark appeared on the screen briefly before it changed into footage of Needle rushing forwards and sending the swing flying in circles. He paused and using a variety of clips to ask, "Is this what you meant?"

"Yup. Exactly that," Pillow confirmed. "Wait! Are you thinking of re-acting that with one of our teammates?" Tennis Ball asked, raising an eyebrow at her. Book butt in, "But there's only three contestants here with arms!" She threw her arms up as she pointed towards the respective people. "Me, you and Robot Flower!"

"I know." Pillow smiled and turned towards her. "Hey Robot Flower." "Wait-" Book stepped in front of her team leader. "Let's think about this more." "Are you protesting our leader's decision?" Basketball asked with a gasp. "What no!" Book snapped towards her. "I just don't want Robot Flower to over-exceed herself! I mean, all of us together- we weigh a lot, you know?" "I can handle it!" Robot Flower defensively cried out at that.

Book jumped and snapped towards her. "I understand that but-" "Do you not believe in Robot Flower, Book?" Grassy asked. "No!" She cried out and jumped back. "We should just- hear out more options before, you know?" "Well let's hear out Golf Ball," Tv suggested, getting a shock gasp from everyone else. "Are you defying our leader's orders?" Basketball asked.

Book jumped in and flipped herself open to defend her teammate. "It's not unreasonable! Golf Ball has a history of having brilliant and effective plans. So it makes sense he'd suggest hearing her out." She shut herself. "And well, she clearly has an idea judging from earlier."

"Yeah you're right," Pillow abruptly declared. Everyone snapped towards her in surprise, however she only had her eyes on one teammate. "She made a mistake but, I wouldn't be a good leader if I just dismiss Golf Ball entirely."

"Oh." Book blinked, staring at her in surprise and lowering her arm. "Really?" "Of course." Pillow smiled wider. "I have a simple solution, don't worry."

Golf Ball jumped as Pillow snapped towards her. "Let's hear it GB, wow us." She smiled wider. "If you prove yourself, you might be awarded. Who knows." She shrugged. Golf Ball narrowed her eyes at her.

So far, she has no reason to trust her. At all.

The object had taken her leadership role away from her- and they seem to be serious about it despite what she had initially thought. So obviously, Pillow is untrustworthy.

However... it's obvious that she alone hadn't taken her leadership away from her, it was obviously a group effort, considering Tennis Ball couldn't stop them.

So it was unlikely that she'll have another chance like this. Even if the risk was high, the risk of becoming the bottom of her team was higher. And she just can't have that.

Something just told her something isn't right with Pillow.

"Alright..." She cautiously accepted, leaning away from her. She took in a deep breath and turned away from her to yelled out, "Team! Spin forwards!"

"Alright team!" Pencil cried out. "I have an idea." "Oo! What is it Pence-Pence?" Match asked, leaning over towards her best friend. "Simple." She smiled and turned towards Fanny.

"Wh- What!" The smaller object cried out upon realisation, offended and enraged by the suggestion. "I don't agree to this!"

"Oh come on Fanny!" Pencil smiled at her. "I haven't even said anything..." "I'm not an idiot!" She yelled out, glaring at the wooden object. "I can tell what you're thinking!"

"Mm." She shrugged and snapped her fingers. "Ruby!" Fanny cried out as she was picked up and thrown into Pencil's arms. Her smile had a twinge of smugness. "Thank you!"

"Uh." Firey frowned. "Is, this alright?" "Of course Firey!" Match quickly reassured her friend. "We're just beating the challenge! Now Snowball-!" "No!" Said object immediately cried out, glaring at her. "Aw man," She sighed out. "Oh well. Come on Loser!"

"Huh-?" He was picked up by the much taller object as she moved to join Pencil's side. "You're helping us reach the...-! Thing!" She sighed out. "Too bad Snowball isn't willing to help." She shrugged and hopped onto the backseat of the swing. "Oh well! More reasons for the readers to vote him out!" She declared as she plopped Loser down and stood on him. "Come on Pence-Pence! I'll carry you!"

"Thanks Match!" Pencil cried out as she jumped into her arms. "I hate this!" Fanny declared. "I hate this I hate this I hate this I hate this..." Was repeatedly cried out as she was slotted into the fulcrum, anger, hatred and fear fuelling her and launching the swing forwards.

The four of them on the backseat fell back into their swing neatly as they were spun around.

"Wow!" Cake cried out. "Iance just got a radical idea guys!" "Oh! Do you think we can replicate it with Clock?" Foldy asked, catching onto his thought process. "Sorry guys but uh," Clock cut in. "I see where you're going with this, but my fastest hand go by a minute an interval."

"No!" Marker cried out, throwing his arms out. "That's too slow!" "Aww," Ice Cube mourned. "Well," Stapy sighed out. "I guess we just got to find another way."

"Da."

Stapy blinked, glancing over to see that he was grabbed by Dora. "Uh..." He frowned confusedly at her.

"Woah!" He cried out as Dora suddenly picked him up with ease and slammed him against the backseat, shooting a staple out of him. "Dora!" Foldy gasped out.

She shook aggressively before abruptly halting.

Than she began rapidly slamming Stapy against the backseat, rapidly firing staples out of him and sending the swing flying backwards in the opposing direction of the staples, scoping up her teammates as they all began to spin with a scream.

"Okay you're good!" Bell grumbled angrily at X's declaration. "Okay whatever! Can you leave now?" She snapped, glaring daggers at the alien. X frowned and ran away crying. "So mean!"

She rolled her eyes and sighed out. She turned to face her teammates from her position on Taco's lap. "So what's the game plan?"

"Since Lollipop is probably in the jawbreaker," 8 Ball began, sitting next to said jawbreaker. Lollipop blinked and sat up abruptly, enraged as she glared at the direction of his voice. "Excuse me!" "We should probably find a way to break it, so all of our teammates are present," He finished dully, if only because of his monotonous voice. "How long have you've known!" Lollipop snapped, glaring harder as her breathing picked up. "Tell me! How long?"

"You're on the right track..." Gaty passively, kinda-maybe-agreed. "But we need to win the challenge first." "Are you kidding me?" Lollipop sighed out and slumped down, suddenly exhausted. She hugged her knees to her stick and shut her eyes, taking in a deep breath.

"But she's been stuck in here for months!" Firey Jr protested. Lollipop snapped her eyes open, blankly looking down at her knees. "Isn't that unfair?"

"Well it's not like we could've managed to catch Two," Taco pointed out. "They were nowhere to be found! Just-" She shrugged and gestured wildly with one arm, the other holding onto Bell. "Poof! Gone." She sighed and leaned back. "It's like the moment the challenge's over, suddenly the hosts are gone with it!"

Lollipop shook and took in a deep breath and shut her eyes, curling in on herself.

They've known that

she's been stuck

there the

entire

time.

"I bet if they were 8 instead, they wouldn't had just left us," 8 Ball randomly declared. "Dude what is up with you and eight?" Gaty side-eyed him.

"Come on guys!" Saw cried out, butting in. "We gotta push through! We can use this challenge as an opportunity to break Lollipop out and win!" "But how?" Firey Jr asked.

"I have an idea." Everyone snapped towards Yellow Face. "Don't eat anyone else please," Firey Jr requested yet again. "I won't! I swear!" He cried out, upset by the repeated request. 8 Ball pointed out blankly, "We literally saw you eating Fries' fries." Yellow Face defensively shot back, "Well he's not our teammate!"

"Can you just," Gaty sighed out. "Share your plan already?"

"Bunch is safe!" Four announced after popping back up. "Beep is safe! Death P.A.C.T. is safe! A Better Name Than That is safe! Not Losers is safe! [BLEH] is safe!" He gestured towards each them as they finished up.

He flipped around as he declared, "It looks like it's down to ya bois Team Ever and Free Food."

Team Ever slowed to a stop yet again, all members breathing heavily as they settled down. "Come on guys!" Barf Bag cried out. "Slow and steady!" "What?" Gelatin scoffed. "No way! Team Ever goes hard!" Teardrop rapidly nodded her head in agreement. "Yeaaaah! Go team! Go!" Bracelety shook aggressively as she cried out, getting an annoyed glare from her idol.

"Uh, I'd rather if we go slow guys," Bubble muttered out. "I don't want to be popped." Naily slowly slid closer towards Bracelety. "It would be inconvenient..." Donut muttered considerably. "Since it's hard to find any of the hosts once the challenge is over."

"Yeah," Spongy agreed. "So we should take it slow!" Barf Bag insisted. She grinned nervously as she looked back to her friend. "Right Spongy?" "Yea." Teardrop shot a glare at them.

"Oh well." Donut hesitated upon noticing his friend's glare. "I mean." Naily tilted herself to peak at the other team. "I have no idea what they're doing, but it doesn't look efficient!"

"In case we're losing traction, than let's just copy Bunch," Donut suggested, missing the way Teardrop snapped towards him in surprise. "Fine by me!" Barf Bag quickly agreed while Gelatin sagged back and sighed out, "Fine. Whatever."

"This doesn't seem safe," Saw commented, being held over the ledge of their swing and by 8 Ball. "Ye''fh t'wis pr''urfs," He muttered with struggle, his words muffled because... obviously.

"Well it might work," Gaty said unconvincingly, her tone carefully dull enough to not let any of her actual feelings slip into her words. She was being held on by Firey Jr, who was clinging into 8 Ball as best as he can, having short arms and being a child. Taco huffed out, "Yeah, it better." She was holding onto Bell and 8 Ball, having more difficulty over a certain one over the other. "Like, this is actually ridiculous Yellow Face."

"I still don't get why I have to be held by Firey Jr," Gaty complained. "He's fire, I'm wood." "Just shut up and deal with it!" Bell yelled out. She sighed out and glared up at Yellow Face as best as she can from her position. "What I don't get though, is how is this supposed to keep us from falling!" She snapped in frustration at him.

"Just wear these and you'll be fine!"

Taco blinked and leaned back, pulling off the bright pink slippers that was slapped into her face. "What..." She narrowed her eyes at this. "What is this?" "Sigh, if only Lollipop is here with us," Saw mourned. "She'd know what they are."

"How are you so sure about that?" Bell questioned. "Oh! Because we talk fashion together sometimes!" They quickly answered.

"They're too big for me," Firey Jr declared. "Let me try." Gaty leaned over and snatched them away from him with her mouth. With only little struggle, she managed to put them onto her feet.

She blinked. "Yeah, I still don't get it."

"I'mf t''ink f''ey're Non'-Slif'' Fo''whs So Ha," 8 Ball muttered out. "Yeah Yellow Face I fail to see the point of all of this," Gaty muttered. "Plus, they're kinda tacky," Taco criticised. "Not at all something I'd wear." "Are we even wearing shoes right now?" Firey Jr wondered out loud.

"How is ugly tacky shoes supposed to help us win this challenge!" Bell snapped.

"Just hold on tight!" Yellow Face yelled out from his spot on top of 8 Ball as he pulled out a flamethrower and turned it on.

"When did you get a flamethrower!" Bell screeched in terror.

"I'mf do'mf hav'wf' ff'eet!"

Lollipop jumped upon hearing everyone's screaming and feeling sudden movement. She heard the loud CRACK sooner than she felt herself being thrown back harshly. She took in a deep breath and shut her eyes tightly as she felt the explosion of pain that came with fracturing her head even more.

She slowly and cautiously sat up, the growing, swelling pain spreading through her head distracting her from noticing her teammates' rapidly fading screams. She cursed as she flopped back down, glaring at nothing as her breathing grew heavier.

The hot, burning pain was blurring her vision, making the already dark space even harder to see. She cursed as she felt her limbs began to tremble and her head melt away into sweat dripping down her.

Lollipop slumped further down as the pain began to take over her mind, painstakingly taking up all her attention. She tried weakly to flutter her eyes open even as she quickly became lightheaded and dizzy. Even as she laid there, she was still somehow swaying, as if she was floating on top of the ocean.

She tried to regulate her breathing with great struggle even as her fogged mind dragged her under the surface.

The water splashed against her face and she fell under deeper. Her breathing quickly spiralled out of her control as her body were squeezed tightly by the sea around her. Her opening crack was knocked against repeatedly and her mouth breathed in more

and more and

more and

more

and more

and

more

and

more-

Time always seem to slow down when you're in pain, doesn't it?

A loud CRACK rang out as the jawbreaker was sent back and everyone fell downwards with another few cracks accompanying it. Another scream were tore out of them as the swing hit them and threw them across the field.

"How did that not work!" Yellow Face cried out and shook in agony. "The Non-Slip Shoes So Ha should've worked!" "Wait- That's what it was?" Saw asked, rushing up- and immediately flopping back down onto the ground. "Why didn't you tell us!" Taco popped up to scream in her friend's place, a new large crack suddenly in the middle of her shell. "If we had known that, then maybe we could've actually used it properly!"

Gaty groaned as she sat up. "Yeah no offence Yellow Face." She weakly tried to crack open her eyes. "But I definitely would've put my foot down if I've..." She trailed off as her vision finally settled. "...known."

"Wh-" Bell turned around with narrowed eyes. "What's wrong?" She blinked and her eyes and mouth were blown wide open when her eyes fell onto Firey Jr on his knees, facing the shattered 8 Ball, who had a dark blue substance oozing out of him. "Oh my mint!"

"Team Ever is safe!"

Taco hesitantly walked up to Firey Jr and kneeled down next to him, turning towards him with a worried frown. She raised a hand towards him, then paused and looked back towards her teammates nervously.

Bell frowned and weakly hopped around in the closest way she can to shrugging without her strings, while Gaty was sitting next to Saw and keeping an eye on her and Yellow Face was frowning and looking down at the ground.

She sighed and glanced back towards Firey Jr, opening her mouth to offer him words of comforts.

"I can't cry," Firey Jr declared suddenly in a weak tone, surprising Taco as she looked down to him.

"Told you guys," Barf Bag laughed out. "That didn't take too long now, did it?" "Yea," Spongy agreed. "I dunno man." Gelatin shrugged as they got off the swing. "We could've like, froze them or something." Teardrop glanced at him in intrigue.

"Gelatin that's entirely unethical." Donut paused and turned to narrow his eyes at his teammate. "How can you... even do that?"

"Can we, not do that?" Bubble asked. "Being frozen is not nice feeling." "Yeah I'm a woman of science and all but." She narrowed her eyes at Gelatin. "Yeah just, don't. That's weird." "Yea!"

Teardrop shot an annoyed look at her.

"Come on guys let's just calm down," Donut shushed. "We won the challenge already and that's that." He jumped when Naily launched herself into the ground. "We really nailed it!" "Yeaaah! Go team!" Bracelety cried out, hopping around rapidly and holding a sign.

"It's important to set boundaries though isn't it?" Barf Bag pointed out. "If we want our team to function well, then we gotta agree on at least a few basic things." "Yea'!"

"Well we can do that later," Donut snapped, irritation and anxiety tainting his tone. "I have a lot of my mind right now, so yeah. Come on Teardrop."

She jumped at the sudden call, whipping towards him with a confused expression. But she still followed after him without much question, if only because he was already rushing off and she's mute.

"Is everything alright with them?" Barf Bag asked. Gelatin shrugged. "Eh, who cares."

"Yea'."

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Taco and Saw stood over a cracked open jawbreaker.

"At least his plan worked?" Saw muttered hesitantly, though her tone gave away to her actual feelings. Taco stepped forwards and reached in to pull Lollipop's stick out of the jawbreaker, the bottom of it filled with the shattered remains of her head.

"We're never listening to Yellow Face again."

"Yeah..."

"Come on!" Taco cried out as she turned away with the stick. "Let's go inside. We should've been in bed by now!" "Okay just-!" Saw glanced inside, pausing upon noticing something. "Just- Just give me a moment!" She reached in and snatched it up, than she turned away and ran after Taco.