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Hi sorry if I said anything sensitive on my previous live reactions... I hope the best for you honestly, and I hope you will soon be able to cut ties completely with your family :'))

Coiny looked around, “Wha-”

“Don’t ask,” 2 replied, reading through the previous live reactions.

“Okay, well, uh, thank you! I really…” Coiny paused, sighing, “really, truly, deeply appreciate it.

Also go marry Pin you didn't hear it from me

Coiny laughed nervously, “H- Wha- I don’t- Ha- These questions sure are wacky huh-”

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Stay silly Pin <3333 Never stop being adorable

Pin slightly blushed, giggling, “Aw, thank you!”

Also go marry Coiny you didn't hear it from me

Pin spit out her water, blushing a little more than slightly, “I- WHA- HUH- I-”

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Don't tell anybody, but you're my favorite girlboss ever <33 Thanks for being very cool, and also somehow we are twinning with the burnt hands (no i did not burn my hands specifically to match with you if you were concerned!)

Teardrop opened her mouth to say something, before pausing, she looked around for paper, but came up short, she looked at the camera, awkwardly delivering finger guns, before facepalming and just giving a thumbs up.

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Seeing you makes me smile, stay epic, speedy queen!

Needle paused for a moment, slightly smiling, “I… Thank you.”

4 spoke up, “Are you tearing up?”

“Shut up,” Needle replied, wiping her eye.

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I just wanted to come tell you I love your voice and singing! 

Bell smiled brightly, “Thank you so much! I’ve always thought I’ve had a nice voice, and I’m sure your voice is great too!”

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You are a psychopath, absolutely clinically insane, I wonder at night why they haven't put you in a psychiatric ward yet but now I think you've escaped 

“Funny, that’s what my doctor said!” Pillow replied, mindlessly smiling.

Anyway I like you a lot and you remind me of me sometimes, stay silly!

“Don’t worry, I intend to :)”

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FIGHT IT KILL IT YOU CAN DO IT I BELIEVE IN YOU

YOU ARE ONE OF THE STRONGEST-WILLED PEOPLE I KNOW AND I AM SURE YOU WILL WIN OVER THAT EVIL THING!!!! 

Golf Ball grinned, “Oh, please, like some goo can hold down the greatest mind the world’s ever seen?”

“What about that test tube kid at the science fair-” 2 began.

“HER STUPID BAKING SODA VOLCANO WAS WORTHLESS MY POTATO POWER PLANT WAS SO MUCH MORE IMPRESSIVE I KNOW WE WERE 7 AT THE TIME BUT I KNOW SHE BRIBED THE JUDGES!”

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Hi! Please go help your (wife) partner, it would mean a lot to me and many more, thank you!

Tennis Ball had a blank expression on his face, not reacting.

“TB?”

“...”

“Helloooo?”

“...”

The camera moved, revealing X, looking concerned, “You broke him with the wife comment…”

[Several Hours Later]

I also wanna say I look up to you a lot! Especially as a soon-to-be Biologist, I'm happy you're also in my field and that you're very cool too!! 

Tennis Ball beamed, “Always happy to inspire another brilliant mind! I’m sure you’ll be amazing in anything you pursue, even if you stray away from biology, I’m sure you’ll excel!”

TB smiled for a moment, before locking eyes by the camera.

“Whatdidyoumeanbywife-”

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to OUR TV

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THEY'LL BE COMING TO GET YOU /POS /SRS

Please hold on, you're a great TV and an even greater friend and sibling. Don't give up hope, okay? Please? It will be okay in the end, I promise <:)

TV smiled brightly, “Oh, don’t worry, I never had any doubts, I know they’re fighting to help me.”

TV’s smile slowly faded, before he looked at the camera.

“Thank you, it really, really does mean a lot.”

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to 'TV'

how about you shut up object guy I be smash your head in the desk

‘TV’s blank expression didn’t falter, “If you have an issue, please take it up with customer service!”

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You are, so incredibly pretty and cute and you don't deserve being treated the way you've been treated this challenge and the prison one

I hope one day i'll be as pretty as you, Queen!

Puffball giggled, “If you can recognize my beauty, you already are as pretty as me!”

also go marry Fries, this is a demand

Puffball blushed, “N-Next question…”

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You are the definition of girlboss and I am properly afraid of you

Liy recoiled, “I-I, uh- there’s nothing to be afraid of- I’m, uh- sorry-”

“They were overexaggerating for comedic effect,” Announcer deadpanned.

“Oh, well, then, uh, thank you.”

Go marry Remote, thanks

“Beat you to that idea,” Liy chuckled, “there’s just a ‘killer rogue sleeper AI’ issue in the way at the moment…”

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IM SO HAPPY YOU GOT ADOPTED YOU LITTLE SKRUNKLY <33333333333 YOU DESERVE ALL THE HUGS AND PATS

Nickel paused for a bit, “I… uh… don’t know how to respond to this… uh… thanks? I guess? …I made it awkward didn’t I I’m sorry-”

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i would say i hate you but that would be a lie!

Fanny paused, staring at the comment, before sighing, “Ah, what the hell, you aren’t too bad.”

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big hugs, hope you get the therapy soon my dude <:)

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Hey uh, marry her, thanks

Firey is still frozen, blushing from when he kissed Leafy, the comment seemed to make him blush more.

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I HAD WRITTEN SO MUCH FOR YOU THE LAST TIME GFHGBSA

leafy!! my favorite girl, you make me so happy when i see you on screen!! stay nice, queen! im sure you'll get there! Also hug Evie for me will you :0!!! thank you!!! have hugs!! 

Leafy beamed, “Oh my soil thank you so much!!! I’m sorry about your first message getting deleted, I’m sure it was great, and don’t worry about Alt Leafy (I always thought calling her Evil was demeaning), I have! Multiple times. Against her will-”

also go marry Firey

“W-We haven’t even started properly dating yet- heh,” Leafy said, blushing, before looking confused, “4 why do you look so happy right now?”

4 smiled, “Just watching my old favorite otp get realized…”

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girlypop im one of your biggest fans! hoping the best for your business, keep slaying!

Flower had sunglasses on, “Way ahead of you bestie, you keep slaying yourself!”

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i've been commissioned to draw you twice so thank you for being so girlboss that i earned money off of it (i'll give you a share of the money dw queen)

Lollipop dismissively waved her hand, “Don’t worry about all that, you did the work, you earned the money, I just hope I was a stellar model.”

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i hope things go well with your sister!! 

Taco paused, before softly smiling, “Thanks for the sentiment…”

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I would like to personally give you a bunch of soft kisses (platonic) one day, you are the cutest <3

Bubble blushed massively, covering her face, “Th-thank you…”

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ur cool a little bit

Profiley winked and delivered finger guns, “I’ll take a little bit!”

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michael

Mic added a 14th tally to a whiteboard that said ‘Times people have called me Michael’ with a flat, yet amused expression on his face.

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I WAS SO SAD WHEN U GOT ELIMINATED AUGHR GJHDJSA I WOULD SEND YOU SO MUCH BANANAS KING STAY EPIC

Bomby shrugged, eating a banana, “Don’t worry about it, losing’s part of the game, no hard feelings.”

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:3

Naily nodded, smiling, “I agree.”

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>:3

[>:3]

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small boy!!!!! precious!!! silly!!! 

Grassy threw his arms up, smiling, “I’m Grassy! :D”

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kidnap. child

Basketball looked around, “Sh! Don’t let anyone hear you! Let’s just keep that plan between you and me, okay?”

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girl you need a hug, i wish i could give you many many hugs, i hope all goes well with you queen

Remote solemnly nodded, before smiling, “Thank you, so much.”

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I like you a lot more here! :D thanks for teaching me what cishet means, i was violently assaulted by bowling ball!

Pencil concernedly looked around, “...Are you okay?”

thanks for teaching me what comphet means :D

Match looked at Pencil, confused, “Pence-Pence what does, like, comphet mean?”

Pencil had an amused, yet disappointed expression on her face, “Don’t worry about it Match.”

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GRGRGRHGRRRGUJHEGHR I WISH WE CAN BE FRIENDS AND WE CAN MAKE FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS AND WE CAN TALK ABOUT StUFF AND HAVE A SLEEPOVER YOU JUST SEEM LIKE SUCH A COOL FRIEND AND YOU MATCH MY ENERGY AND AND AND

Ruby was excitedly bouncing up and down, “Thank you so much! We can’t talk much but if you want to make a friendship bracelet for me just use red and… yeah just use a lot of red! You seem really funny I’d love to have a sleepover if I could!!!”

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You're my sister's favorite!! I asked her if she wanted to tell you anything and she said "Stan Marker" so stan Marker!!!!!!!! I was very sad at your elimination, but I hope you're holding up!! We lov u!!!

Marker seemed excited, “Thank you!!! Don’t worry about my elimination, it’s okay, and tell your sister I said hi!”

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you have the coolest dads, little one !

Rocky smiled brightly “I know!!! They’re so cool and funny I love my dads :)”

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marry her. punch her dad in the face. marry and kiss and love her. you know who i'm talking about.

Fries was completely silent, but blushing.

4 spoke “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you blush before.”

“How about you shut up object guy I be smash your head in the desk.”

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i want to give you a hug, that is all

“Oh don’t worry,” Icy replied with a distant, yet amused expression, “Bracelety’s more than got you covered.”

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please be my therapist? 

“Unfortunately due to me not knowing who you are, I cannot help, but I wish you peace of mind and good luck in whatever you search,” Pie replied, gently smiling.

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QUEEN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ILYSM YOU NEVER FAIL TO BE ABSOLUTELY EPIC AND GIRLBOSS AND INCREDIBLE AND I WISH I CAN SPEAK SPANISH SO I CAN UNDERSTAND YOU WITHOUT HAVING TO PULL UP GOOGLE TRANSLATE BUT I WANT YOU TO KNOW YOU'RE SO COOL AND YOUR HAIR IS SO PRETTY

“No estoy... acostumbrado a tantos elogios…”

Dora then looked at the camera.

“Gracias, amiga, y estoy segura de que tu cabello también se ve maravilloso.”

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fellow fangirl!! lets be healthy fangirls together!

Bracelety awkwardly chuckled, “I’m still working on the whole… healthy part but thank you!”

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i've been informed my death threats do more harm than good but buddy boy if i dont dump it out all now i would explode and the world would explode

i have had enough of your bullcrap <3 and i will continue to hate and express hate towards you until i run out of hate!! :3 

you piss me :0 off so much and i honestly wish you'd get whatever's coming to bite you in the ass even SOONER XD

and now, words from my very lovely 11 year old sister: 

kys you stoopid text-to-speech, Pandora's box ripoff, You're the only reason Four stole your show bro, i could punt you and send you back up your ass, where you've been staying for the  entire season 💀💀💀💀

I specifically told them not to swear (they stared at me dead in the eyes and said "i will become Ike."), and I myself am trying not to go beyond ass, so that's the reason this comment is a bit shorter than expected!!!!

Announcer idly tapped the desk, “Right… I was wondering when you’d pop up, thank you for your feedback, it has been discarded, any further complaints (and threats) will be going through Banana Apple, so you’re really threatening her, thank you for voting.”

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i will not fall for your propaganda

2 looked confused, “What? Huh? What did I do?”

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itsy bitsy tiny one!!! i would send you a hug in the mail if i could afford the shipping!

“And I’d hug you back!” X excitedly replied.

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Coolios

The Firey, Flower, and Puffball Speaker Boxes (along with Purple Face) were seen wearing sunglasses (somehow).

“Coolios.”

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wish i could punt you but my programming doesnt let me hit kids

Junior looked entirely uninterested, “Not the first time I’ve heard that, Robot Flower.”

“It was one time,” RF defended.

queen!!! we love a fellow robot silly!

“Why thank you! Always nice to talk to a… fellow?”

Evie made a 50/50 hand motion.

“Fellow robot!”

EVIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOVE OF MY LIFE /P 

STAY SPITEFUL, LITERALLY, PLEASE GET YOUR EVIL BACK IT WENT TO SOMEONE WHO DIDNT NEED IT-, BUT FOR REALSIES, I THINK YOU'RE VERY COOL AND I THINK ABOUT YOU AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK

“That is too much me on average I believe you need a doctor,” Evie half-joked, “and I am aware Golf Ball has been… afflicted, I’m working on it, thank you.”

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hahatiin kita't iluluto kung di mo aayusin yang pagbubuhay mo sinasabi ko sayo Avocado hindi ako nagsisinungaling suntukan tayo sige

“Ha! That threat’s in a language I don’t speak so I don’t care!” Avocado taunted.

Onigiri walked in and glanced at it, “I'll cut you in half and cook you if you don't fix your life I'm telling you Avocado I'm not lying let's fight.”

Avocado looked at Onigiri, then the message, then back at Onigiri, “Since whe-”

Onigiri slapped Avocado upside the head and walked away.

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YOURE THE PRETTIEST TPOT RC AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I WILL CRY

Onigiri smiled, “きっとあなたも美しいと思います。”

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hi queen,.,...you're very pretty

Salt Lamp lightly chuckled, “That’s the first time I’ve been told that in a long time, thank you.”

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hi

erm

idk if you know this

im a bit of a superfan-

tHE HEALTHY KIND

but like,,,

can i get a photo,,,and a signature,,,,,,,,

i think you are very squishable and playdoh-like, can i squish you? I'm pushing my luck, I really enjoy seeing u on screen and i hope that apology with X is going good, they deserve the best fr

er,,,,thats it,,,.,

it was nice meeting u

uh

yea

i promise im sane-

4 stared at the comment, before looking at the camera, “You’re that one commenter, the one that said that episodes are better when I’m in them, aren’t you?”

4 stared for a moment, before smiling.

“Thank you, y’know I see a lot of myself in you, and if that means anything, it means your dreams aren’t just dreams, they can very much be real.”

4 then paused, before laughing to themself, reaching under the table and pulling up what seemed to be a purple bunny hairclip with a bowtie by the ears, it was making a ‘>:3’ face.

“Also I got your gremlin.”

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When the doorbell rung, Tanya didn’t really know what to expect, she set down her rejected application for BFDI and walked towards the door, “Coming!”

Whatever she was expecting, it definitely wasn’t this.

When the door was opened, she saw her older sister, standing out in the rain, her hair disheveled and messy, her normally nice suit ruined by the downpour. Tanya sighed, stepping to the side, “Get in.”

Talia nodded, walking inside of her younger sister’s house, hanging her coat on a coatrack, leaving her in a white shirt and black dress pants. After that, she sat on the couch, staring at the floor.

“Didn’t work, did it?” Tanya asked, receiving no response from Talia, she sighed, briefly walking into the laundry room and tossing her a towel.

Talia dried herself off, “I didn’t get the money, OJ did.”

“Right, Owen,” Tanya nodded, “and how’d your whole plan boil over with Pierce?”

Talia froze, thinking about the person she called her friend the whole season, “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“We’re gonna talk about it.”

The older sister sighed, “I never told him he had to listen to me.”

“Talia.”

She looked at her younger sister, seeing a disappointed expression, Talia leaned in the chair, avoiding eye contact.

“You know good and well that you’re only saying that so you don’t feel bad.”

Talia ignored her.

Tanya sighed, “I told you, plans like that don’t always boil over well, even if you won the money, you televised your own gaslighting, I told you.”

“I know you told me, you don’t have to keep repeating it,” Talia muttered, still avoiding eye contact.

“You didn’t listen then, I’m making sure you listen now,” Tanya replied, walking into the kitchen, brewing a cup of coffee and pouring a cup of tea from the largely untouched pitcher in the fridge.

“They’re doing Season 2.”

“Huh?”

Talia spoke up again, “They’re doing Season 2, I saw it in production office, they have new contestants planned and everything.”

“You’re not going,” Tanya replied, walking back over.

“But-”

“ You’re not going. ”

Talia looked at her younger sister, who was standing over her, handing her the cup of tea, Talia took it, avoiding eye contact.

“The entire cast hates you by now, I’m sure the viewers do too, if you’re not first boot you aren’t going to be able to do anything anyway,” Tanya reasoned, “Plus you’ll likely only make it worse.”

“What worse?”

Tanya looked at Talia as the former sat down.

Talia didn’t say anything.

Tanya sighed, “I got rejected for BFDI.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, they chose this weird guy named David, super skinny, pretty weird,” Taco noted, drinking her coffee.

Talia nodded, “And… and you’re not upset? At all?”

“Nope,” Tanya casually replied, “Why would I be? I got outvoted fair and square.”

“Yeah but… you lost.”

“And?” Tanya questioned, “There were 30 of us there, odds are I would lose.”

Talia stared at her for a moment, before looking away.

“The guest bedroom is down the hall, first door on the left whenever you want to sleep.”

Talia nodded, “Alright… did… did you watch me-”

“Yes, I watched you compete,” Tanya cut off, “I saw the finale, saw your whole plan unfurl.”

The older sister nodded.

“You need to apologize to Pierce,” Tanya noted.

“But-”

“He was your only friend there, and you were pretty much his only friend too, and you went and did that, you owe him an apology,” Tanya firmly stated.

“I never told him-”

“I don’t care Talia, you stabbed him in the back, you know you stabbed him in the back, you need to apologize,” Tanya cut off, shutting her sister up.

The two sat there in silence, drinking from their respective cups, Talia’s eyes wandered to the window, still seeing the harsh rain.

Tanya sighed, eventually speaking up, “I know you can be better than this, I expect you to be better than this, please, Talia, skip the season, apologize to Pierce, that’s all you need to do.”

Talia was silent.

The younger sister shook her head, walking into the kitchen, washing out the cup she was drinking from and putting it in the dishwasher.

Talia anxiously tapped her foot, thinking, before grabbing a pen and piece of paper, Tanya glanced at her, before sitting back on the couch.

After Talia was done writing something down, she stood up and walked to the door, putting her suit back on, Tanya looked at her, “What’re you doing?”

Talia looked back at her, “Mailing Pierce an apology?”

“...Right.”

Talia looked at her for a moment, before walking out the front door, putting the letter in Tanya’s mailbox and raising the signal flag, she briefly glanced back at Tanya’s house, before darting down the sidewalk and not looking back. Her head looking down as she was pelted with raindrops, as if the world itself disapproved.

Eventually, she got a text, a single text from Tanya.

>I’m not stupid, Talia.

Talia looked at it for a moment, before walking up to a bus stop, sitting on the bench, she paused, before snapping her phone in two and tossing it in the nearby garbage can.

Tanya stood on her front porch, staring at Talia as she got on the bus once it came, not breaking sightline with her whatsoever as it passed her house.

She knew Talia saw her.

She knew Talia knew.

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TB awoke to the sounds of mechanical whirring, he glanced at the clock embedded in the wall, seeing it was 1:32 AM. TB groaned, hopping out of bed, he walked into the main part of the lab, seeing Golf Ball working on something, TB quietly sighed, “Golf Ball…”

GB froze for a moment, before continuing.

“Golf Ball.”

GB sighed, “Go back to bed TB.”

“You first.”

GB ignored him, continuing to work.

“GB.”

Golf Ball sighed, “Can I just work?”

“You can.”

“Thank-”

“In the morning.”

GB groaned, “Just let me work, I’m not tired.”

TB flatly stared at her.

“...Alright I’m a little tired but I don’t have anything else to do.”

TB rolled his eyes, walking up next to her, “Alright, listen, we have a challenge tomorrow.”

“Right…”

“And is the smartest object in the world about to let her be tired during the competition?”

“...Well-”

“I can finish up whatever you’re doing for you, just get some rest, you deserve it,” TB soothed.

“I will sleep… just in a bit,” GB replied.

“When is ‘in a bit’ Golf Ball?”

“...Soon.”

“And when is soon?”

“...Well-”

“Sleep,” TB flatly demanded.

“I will!” GB complained.

TB sighed,  “Alright, you leave me no choice.”

GB scoffed, “And what is that?”

TB scooted up next to her, pressing into her slightly, she began absent-mindedly leaning into his fluff, he softly hummed, causing GB to feel sleepy.

“I… mm… you’re soft…” GB whispered, slowly falling asleep, before full drifting off, passing out in Tennis Ball’s side.

TB smiled slightly, giving her a soft kiss on the cheek and carrying her in his mouth like how cats carry their kids, walking to her bedroom and placing her in her bed, causing GB to sprawl out naturally, TB lightly laughed, “Good night GB.”

He left her room, walking into his and falling asleep in his bed.

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It was rather sudden when Cormen was teleported into a strange, unknown area, the gargoyle-like teenager looked around, seeing he was trapped in a glass containment tube, quickly the glass was removed, though. Looking around the room, he saw several familiar faces, along with a select few unknowns, a plant-like woman, Cozette, a knight, a ninja, Justov, and several more, all clearly contestants. In fact, the only contestant who seemed to be missing was the acid monster in a hazmat suit, who apparantly died just a few days earlier.

“What the-!?”

“Teleportation never feels right.”

“What’s the meaning of this?”

“GETAWAYFROMME!”

“I’M COMPETING AGAINST A FUCKING NINJA- ah I never stood a chance I’m just a chemist-”

“SHUT UP! Shut up the lot of you!” A strange sounding voice yelled, Cormen looked in the center, seeing a strange being, it seemed to be a mismatch of parts, one arm was a purple tentacle, the other seemed to be made of wood, one leg wore camo pants, the other seemed to be robotic, the torso wore brown cloth and  the head donned black facial coverings, concealing the speaker’s identity.

The ninja began to unsheath his blade, “Speak, and speak quickly.”

“I’m not a showrunner,” the being explained, “who I am is irrelevant, you see, the showrunners have-”

A bloodied arm and gloved hand that seemed to be wearing a suit flopped out of what appeared to be a closet.

“...gone on vacation… which means we’re all free to go home!”

“Oh thank the gods above,” Ciaran commented, rubbing his eyes.

Ashley paused, removing her helm and looking at Ciaran, “...God s ?”

“Yes, yes, we’re all from different dimensions and therefore different religions are present, how wonderful,” Scramble sarcastically groaned, “I actually have my own to get back to. Would anyone who’s technologically inclined like to figure out how the terminal works?”

Scramble was shoved to the side by Docket, “Move it ugly I’ve got this.”

They glared at Docket for a moment, before shapeshifting into her, mimicking her voice, “MoVe It UgLy I’m DoCkEt! My HaIr’S a DeAd PoRcUpInE aNd I’m ToO sHy To ShOw My EyEs!”

Jake smothered a laugh to avoid Docket’s glare.

After a (shockingly quick) amount of time, Docket laughed maniacally, before pausing and turning to see the worried/confused/annoyed looks she was getting, she shrugged, “Force of habit, first up is Earth from Dimension CK-BRSS-B3N!”

Cicada, Cozette, Jake, Empira, Scramble, Vapor, Amihan, Ciaran, and Ashley all took a step back, leaving the earthlings (One-Man Band, Justov, Cece, Becca, and Cormen) confusedly staring at Docket.

“...You all are from different Earths aren’t you?”

“Yes,” everyone except Cormen said at the same time.

Cormen worriedly took a step back, staring at the portal, he backed up into Cozette, briefly glanced at her, before dashing around her, hopping on her back and wrapping his arms around her neck.

Cozette turned, picking Cormen off of her, “Hey, hey, don’t worry, it’ll be okay.”

Cormen hugged Cozette, wrapping his arms around her tightly, Cozette hugged him back, wrapping an arm around to rub his head.

“It’s going to be okay Cormen, I promise.”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON’T KNOW WHERE YOU LIVED!? IT’S ONLY BEEN A MONTH!” Docket snapped.

“I’m a shambling husk, I don’t have the clearest memories…” Becca quietly mumbled.

“No, you’re a zombified person, there’s no husk aspect to you,” Cece replied.

“My skin is gray and I tried to bite you last week…”

“You can also talk and have rational decision making, not a husk,” Cece firmly stated.

“Is everything you say just something to make me feel better?” Becca questioned.

“No, sometimes I feed misinformation about Earth to the other contestants.”

“What?” One-Man Band spoke.

“What have you been saying?” Justov asked.

“For starters, there is no such thing as Denmark, it was a lie told by the Norwegians as a tax write-off,” Cece proudly replied, causing Justov to facepalm.

“Wait Denmark is real?” Jake asked.

Cece cackled as One-Man  Band flatly stared at her.

Scramble, having briefly left the room, walked back in, tossing some documents at Docket, “Found these, might help.”

Docket opened the files, “Oh, these are files on us,” she instinctively flipped to her file, “...OVERLY DRAMATIC!? I AM NOT-”

“Hurry up and send us home Ms. Fixit,” Ciaran deadpanned.

“Oh, right,” Docket replied, flipping through the files, “This gateway leads to the home of… who the fuck is Trevor?”

“That would be me,” One-Man Band replied, pausing to look at the crowd, “Would love to play a big finale goodbye number but I don’t know any of you and I want to see my brother and sister again, thank you and good night!”

Once he left, Docket rerolled it, glancing at the dimension designation and then the file, “Next up is… I can’t read this.”

Scramble peeked at the file, “Ah, that’s me, I have a cult to get back to,” they quickly left through the portal (Cormen could’ve sworn he saw their shape shift).

“...Did they say a cult?” Ciaran questioned.

“Not our dimension, not our problem,” Justov reasoned.

“I can live with that,” Amihan agreed.

“...Cormen it’s okay,” Cozette soothed, rubbing his head, “it’ll be okay.”

Cormen only hugged Cozette tighter.

“Calling for Cec- YOU’RE A DOCTOR!?” Docket screamed.

“Yeah I have a doctorate in chemical engineering, why? Is that hard to believe? You think they let random people handle this equipment?” Cece interrogated.

“Well… I just…” Docket stuttered.

“What? You’re a scientist too aren’t you? Do you not have a doctorate?”

Docket stayed eerily silent.

“You’re a hazard,” Cece deadpanned, activating the chemical hose’s vacuum mode and picking Becca up with it.

“Wh-What are you doing?”

“Bringing you to a better dimension.”

Becca did a double take, “W-Why?”

Cece gave her a flat stare, “Do you want to go back to your zombified home?”

“Well… no but what if I-”

“Containment chambers are comfy and we’ve made cures for more absurd things, you’ll be fine,” Cece cut off, walking through the portal.

Becca sighed, before hiding a smile, “Okay…”

Docket rerolled the portal, “Calling for the plant lady.”

Cicada stretched, she didn’t take a full step through the portal before she was tackled by what seemed to be a child of her species. “Miss Cicada!!! You’re back!!!”

Cicada chuckled, picking the kid up and putting him on her shoulder as she stood up, “I sure am.”

“Where’d you goooo we missed you!!!”

“It was a…” Cicada began, before pausing as she walked through the portal, “surprise vacation.”

Docket changed the portal, flipping through the files, “Lady Ashley I.”

Ashley briefly took off her helmet, looking at Amihan, “This was a strange experience, I must admit, but the experience will be invaluable going forth in my life, I wish you all luck.”

“Same to you,” Amihan replied, watching her vanish through the portal.

Docket confusedly looked at the next file, “Who the fuck is Vapor?”

“I have a guess,” Ciaran replied, staring at Vapor, still contained in a glass tube.

“I got them,” Jake claimed, picking up the containment tube and dumping Vapor out into their dimension.

Empira stared at him, “How are you so strong?”

“Imma shark.”

“That… okay.”

“Speaking of which, sharkboy? Go home,” Docket said, opening the portal.

Jake smiled, grabbing his surfboard and walking through, “Ay, Dennis! It’s been a while man!”

Docket switched the portal again, flipping through files, “Empira?”

Empira walked through the portal without saying anything.

“What a heartfelt goodbye,” Docket sarcastically noted, “Amihan’s up.”

Amihan walked up to her, whispering “I hope you haven’t forgotten what I told you.”

Docket didn’t reply.

“Cowardice always falls,” Amihan said, returning home.

Docket uncomfortably looked at the files, “Go home Ciaran.”

Ciaran walked through the newly opened portal, staring at the frost gem fused into his hand.

“And… your name is Alexander?”

Justov glared at her for a moment, before sighing, “Well, doesn’t matter since I’ll never see any of you again, but yes.”

“Hm… I… didn’t expect that.”

“What? Did you think my real name was Justov?”

“...”

“...”

“Please go home now.”

Justov lightly chuckled, before turning to Cormen and Cozette, “It was a wonder meeting you two, cheers.”

Docket flipped the portal again, “Alright, go home alien lady.”

Cozette went to walk forwards, but Cormen wouldn’t let go of her, “Uhm, Cormen? I… I have to go now…”

Cormen held tighter.

Cozette failed to get him off, “I… do you want to go to my dimension?”

Cormen nodded.

Cozette looked back at Docket, who was messing with the electronics, “One-way trip,” Docket stated.

Cormen nodded again, hugging tighter.

“I… why?”

Cormen released his grip, letting go, he scratched an arrow into the floor, pointing to Cozette, then one simple word:

‘Mom’

Cozette froze, before hugging Cormen tightly, picking him up and going through the portal.

Cormen, for the first time in years, smiled.

Chapter Text

* You wanna know the worst part about all this? * Oztem telepathically asked, looking at their magic map.

“What’s that?” Maeve replied, leaning against a stone wall, her and Oztem had decided to camp out in the basement of an abandoned store, just like the rest of the city it was nothing but bland grays. Apparently Oztem keeps a mattress in their backpack which is absurd (Maeve was not satisfied with the given answer of ‘Magic’).

* This is season 3 , assuming there weren't any alterations to roster size, 30 people have died here, * Oztem pointed.

“Yeesh,” Maeve noted, “and I thought my gods were bad, these guys are on a whole ‘nother level.”

* Your world has gods? *

“Had,” Maeve clarified, picking up her sledgehammer, “I beat their heads in after they tried to ruin my life.”

* Specifically you or, like, a group you were a part of? * Oztem questioned.

“Specifically me, no I don’t know why,” Maeve replied.

* Yikes, think you can beat the showrunners heads in? *

“Oh absolutely,” Maeve claimed, grinning, “In fact I intend to.”

Oztem chuckled, * Well, if I go too long without sleep reality starts getting distorted so I’m going to bed. *

“Alright, I’ll keep watch, g’night,” Maeve replied, picking up her sledgehammer and walking upstairs, she glanced out the window before climbing up another set of stairs, placing the hammer down and sitting on a chair, staring out an open window.

Soon after, her mind was invaded by oddly fuzzy images, she did a double take, blinking a few times. 

“What in the…” she walked down the stairs, briefly looking in the basement at a very much asleep Oztem.

She thought for a moment, before freezing, lightly chuckling to herself.

“Don’t have the strongest control on your telepathy when you’re asleep, huh Ozzie?” Maeve muttered, entertained by the idea, she walked back up the stairs, letting Oztem subconsciously show her their dreams.

It was from Oztem’s point of view, everything was moderately blurry, but that’s to be expected in a dream, first up, it was Oztem climbing a mountain, whether or not they looked up or down, they saw only clouds obscuring the view. Eventually, Oztem let go of the mountain, the sudden momentum in her mind caused Maeve to fall off her chair. After standing up, dusting herself off, making sure nobody saw or heard that, and sitting back on the chair, Maeve realized that Oztem was now walking on clouds in their dream.

“I would compliment the imagination but knowing them that’s actually happened before,” Maeve muttered, looking around the window.

* Yup, figured, I’m dreaming * Oztem noted, unknowing in Maeve’s mind, * this is a lot less exciting when I can already bend reality. *

Maeve chuckled, they had a point.

* Hmm… well… I wonder… *

Maeve perked up at that comment, before watching as Oztem shifted the dream, changing to what seemed to be a wooden house of sorts, Oztem was laying in bed.

“...Of all the things to dream about, they chose to sleep,” Maeve deadpanned.

Oztem got out of the bed, using the magic map to open a portal, which seemed to go somewhere random, a city bordering on a lake, but Maeve could’ve sworn it felt familiar.

* This is what Maeve’s world looks like right? …Yeah probably. *

Maeve froze, “...The coffee shop is to the left of the apartments, not the right, and there should be a giant crater on the beach that I…” Maeve went silent, “Wellit’stheirdreamnotminewhoamItonitpick.”

* And now for the final touch… * Oztem noted, making a dream version of Maeve, once they were done, the dream!Maeve picked up Oztem, giving them a kiss.

Real Maeve chuckled to herself, looking at the street, “Sap.”

Oztem hugged Dream!Maeve, reality shifted again, to a house, Oztem was laying on Dream!Maeve, as she rubbed their head.

Maeve smiled, walking down the stairs, looking at Oztem, asleep on the bed, she chuckled, sitting on it next to them, giving them a kiss, “I love you.”

* I love you too.. * Oztem replied in the dream, Maeve chuckled.

“Y’know you’re talking to the real Maeve, not the dream one, right?”

Oztem’s eyes snapped open in real life, Oztem looked at Maeve, * What. *

“You telepathically broadcasted all that to me.”

Oztem stared at her, before getting up, * Well I’m gonna go jump off a bridge- *

Maeve grabbed them and pulled them back, picking them up and kissing them, Oztem turned pink and yellow.

Maeve broke the kiss, “Are you gonna go back to bed now?”

* And make sure I keep my dreams to myself? Yes. *

Maeve laughed, “G’night, dork.”

Oztem rolled their eyes and sat back down, going to bed, being absolutely careful to make sure they kept their thoughts to themself.

Well, they weren’t 100% good with it, Maeve may have caught wind of a dream proposal and wedding or two…

Chapter Text

Walani leaned against the railing, looking towards the sky as her boyfriend took pictures of the mountain. She was wearing a light blue She looked over at Liam, “How many pictures until taking pictures of rocks isn’t interesting anymore?”

Liam looked at her, smiling, “You can stand in front of the mountain if you’re getting jealous.”

Walani rolled her eyes and lightly hit his shoulder, chuckling, glancing to her left, seeing a dark cave. She stared at it for a moment, before seeing two distinctive blue eyes, causing her expression to drop like a rock, she began turning around, “Uhm, Liam-”

When she turned to look at him, he was gone.

“Liam?” Walani worriedly called out, taking a step back, feeling that she walked into something. Walani darted around, seeing a tall, imposing man with piercing blue eyes wearing a red cloak, “C-Cobalt-!”

“Walani,” Cobalt Blue greeted, taking a step forwards.

Walani subconsciously stepped back, raising her fists, feeling her arms shake.

“What’s the matter? You seem nervous.”

“I’M NOT AFRAID OF YOU!” Walani yelled, taking a step back.

“Really?” Cobalt questioned, stepping forward, “Then why do you keep backing away?”

Walani briefly looked down, ignoring the question, “W-Where’s Liam!?”

“Who’s Liam?” Cobalt asked, a sadistic smile on his face, “I don’t know a Liam… but I do know a Carrie, Scar, Steve, Brett, and a Walani…”

Walani looked around, seeing familiar faces, Carrie, Scar, Steve, and Brett, standing around her, their irises a piercing blue, unlike their normal greens and browns.

Walani sharply inhaled, looking around frantically, in a panic, she went to punch Cobalt Blue, but phased right through him. Hitting the stone platform they were on hard, she attempted to get up, rubbing her head, Cobalt Blue kicked her back down.

“You know what’s going to happen Walani, no use fighting back.”

Walani looked down at her hands, seeing that her vision was becoming blue, she furiously rubbed her eyes, “No- NO- NO! NOT AGAIN! NOT AGAAAIN-!”

Walani woke up with a jolt, her breathing immediately quickened as she frantically looked around her room. She heard Liam behind her, “Walani?”

Walani whipped around and tightly hugged Liam, burying her face into his shoulder, it was only now she realized she was shaking.

Liam ran his hand through her hair, speaking softly, “Hey, hey, it’s okay, I got you.”

Walani eventually calmed down, releasing the hug as she moved back, wiping her eye, “S…Sorry…”

“Nothing to apologize for,” Liam replied, kissing Walani, after a moment, he broke the kiss and move a bit of hair out of Walani’s face, “Are you gonna be okay?”

Walani sighed, “I… I… don’t… know.”

“I can get you something to drink if you want,” Liam suggested.

Walani paused for a moment, then nodded, “Yeah, yeah that’d be nice…”

Liam slid out of the bed, briefly rubbing his eyes as he walked out of their bedroom and into the kitchen, he got a glass out of the cabinet and began filling it with water.

“Dada?”

Liam turned to see a small child wearing black pajamas, holding a plush monster, Liam quickly turned to look at the time on the oven then back at the child, “Olympia why are you awake at 12:14?”

“Why are you awake?”

“...You make a good point kid,” Liam chuckled, putting ice into the glass.

“What are you doing?” Olympia innocently asked, waddling up to her dad.

“Making your mom a glass of water.”

“Why?”

Liam paused for a minute, before crouching down, “Your mom had a bad dream about something.”

“Why?”

Liam paused, “It’s hard to tell, neither of us really know.”

“What was the dream about?” Olympia asked, waddling up closer.

Liam paused, “I’ll… tell you when you're older.”

Olympia blew a raspberry.

“But, for now, it’s our job to make sure your mom knows we love her, alright?”

Olympia bounced up and down, “Yes yes yes!”

Liam chuckled softly, before pausing, “Wait, if you’re awake than where’s Colby-”

He then heard incoherent babbling from the hallway.

Liam sighed and walked over, picking up a baby, “I spent 10 minutes putting you to bed you little monster.”

Colby clapped his hands together.

“Yeah yeah, you enjoy my suffering, let’s put you back to bed you little devil.”

As Liam walked into the kids bedroom, Olympia looked at her dad, then her plush monster, then her parents’ bedroom. After a moment, she waddled into the room, causing Walani to look over, “Olympia what are you doing up this late?”

“What are you doing up this late?”

“Fair enough.”

Olympia waddled up to the bed and attempted to hop up and put her plush monster on the bed, Walani picked her up and put her on her lap, Olympia then handed her mom the plush.

“...What are you…?”

“Spiky makes me feel safer when I have a bad dream, but you need him more than me tonight,” Olympia explained.

Walani looked at the plush for a moment, before smiling and giving Olympia a kiss on the forehead, “You’re a sweet kid.”

“Love you mama,” Olympia said, hugging Walani.

Walani softly hugged her back, “I love you too, now go back to bed you little scamp.”

Olympia giggled, gently sliding off the bed and waddling back to her bedroom, walking past her dad on the way there.

Liam walked back into the kitchen and picked up the glass of water, rubbing his eyes, he walked back into his bedroom and gave Walani the glass.

“Colby woke up,” Liam sighed.

“Yikes,” Walani replied, quickly drinking the glass of water.

“Those kids are little devils,” Liam lightheartedly joked, getting back in bed.

“I don’t know, Olympia gave me Spiky because he helps her sleep,” Walani replied, smiling.

Liam hugged Walani as he laid down, “The fact that her most prized plush is a monster named Spiky means she takes after you, by the way.”

Walani chuckled, hugging Liam back, “She’s a little fighter…” Walani then paused, “You… you didn’t tell her about the… the cult, right?”

Liam hugged Walani tighter, “I told her you had a bad dream and it was our job to make you happy.”

Walani smiled, kissing Liam, “Thank you, I love you.”

“Love you too,” Liam replied, falling asleep.

Walani smiled, nuzzling into Liam as she did the same.

Chapter Text

The flower rhythmically tapped his fingers against the tree, leaning against it as he pinched the bridge of his nose, “Are you trying to tell me that two kids ran about and beat up just about my entire legion of flowers?”

A flower person with blue petals nodded, “That’s right boss.”

Cagney sighed, “I’m taking the day off, if you see those kids again knock ‘em dead.”

“Alright boss,” the flower nodded, running off, Cagney reclined, leaning back and letting the leaves of the tree shade him, he stretched, shut his eyes and relaxed.

“Hey Cagney!”

Relaxation is rare on Isle 1.

Cagney frowned, opening his eyes to see a blue slime staring at him, “What is it Goopy?”

“Oh, y’know, just wanted to check in, say hi-”

“Right,” Cagney cut off, “listen oozeball, all the other flowers just got their teeth kicked in by some random kids, I am not in the mood for whatever you’re here to boast about.”

Goopy paused, before awkwardly chuckling, “Uh, right, about-”

“See ya’ around Goopy,” Cagney cut off, sinking into the ground.

Cagney reappeared next to the rocky beach near his little home, admittedly he was currently in eyeshot of the Die House but Dice wasn’t gonna try anything. Cagney’s soul was staying right where it is.

Cagney reclined on the grassy roof of the beach, leaning back and soaking up the sun… until he felt about 5 pounds of sugar get dropped on him.

Cagney coughed up some of the stuff and looked up, glaring at the culprit, Baroness Von Bon Bon, who was attempting to dump excess sugar into the ocean.

“Watch it Bon Bon,” Cagney warned, cleaning himself off.

Bon Bon rolled her eyes, “If you don’t want to deal with the carnival, don’t get close to the carnival.”

Cagney groaned, “I’m not in the mood for this today.”

“What happened? Hilda plant dynamite in your fertilizer again?” Bon Bon joked.

“No- Well… probably, but I haven’t seen it yet, but apparently two kids knocked out every other flower in the isle.”

“Awww, is the big brave Cagney Carnation afraid of two kids?” Bon Bon mocked, leaning over the railing with a patronizingly sympathetic expression.

“Absolutely not, bite me,” Cagney deadpanned, “I just want a day off, those stupid kids can come up and fight me if they want, their funeral.”

“Oh woe is you, you have to deal with something moderately difficult for the first time in several months, I’ll send you my regards,” Bon Bon sarcastically replied, “anyway, I got a lot more excess sugar to dump, I’d suggest finding a different spot.”

Cagney groaned and sank into the ground again.

The flower reappeared outside a small little farm, leaning back against a bag of dirt up against the fence.

The brief moment of serenity was cut off by a shovel to the face.

Cagney yelped and got up, rubbing his face before he turned around, seeing Moe Tato holding a shovel, “Not today Cagney.”

“I’m not even in your farm!” Cagney defended.

Moe sighed, “Just not today.”

Cagney rolled his eyes, “Jeez, who spit in your fertilizer?”

“Let it go Cagney.”

Cagney groaned, “Alright, alright, fine, fine.”

Cagney sunk down and reappeared by the south beach, leaning up against the tree, don’t know why he even tried that to be honest, because:

“You sayin’ it’s MY FAULT!?”

“So what if I am!?”

Cagney slowly turned to see Ribby and Croaks punching each other on top of their yacht, he tossed up and caught a sycamore seed, squinting at the yacht whispering “It’d be so easy…”

Cagney put the seed away and sunk into the ground.

“Because of you, our souls are on the line!” Ribby yelled.

“They’re well over the line, and at least I was punching those kids! What were you doing!?” Croaks fired back.

“Givin’ you all the time in the world that’s what I was doing!”

Cagney reappeared out of the ground on the isle’s main hill, groaning as he laid back on the ground, a visibly annoyed expression on his face from the rest of today. He was even more annoyed when he felt a shadow hide the sun from his face.

Cagney slowly opened his eyes, seeing Hilda Berg, sitting on a cloud, seemingly looking into the distance. He sighed and sunk into the ground, appearing slightly to the left, after a moment, he felt the shade again, confusedly looking up to see Hilda had moved. Cagney rolled his eyes and sunk again, now appearing a good bit to the right, once again, Hilda moved.

Cagney sunk, Hilda moved.

Cagney sunk, Hilda moved.

It was about the 23rd time when Cagney realized something was off, Hilda giggling tipped him off.

“HILDA!”

She started cackling maniacally, “Hi Cagney!”

“HOW DARE YOU!”

Hilda turned around, floating down on her cloud, “Nice to see you too.”

Cagney groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose, “I hate you so much.”

Hilda shrugged, “Everyone else is so moody today, you’re the only one left, don’t hate the player, hate the game.”

“I will gladly hate both.”

Hilda chuckled to herself, “So, what’s been up with you?”

“The other flowers are incompetent.”

“Other?”

Cagney slapped Hilda, she laughed.

“They got beat up by two kids,” Cagney deadpanned.

“Really? Goopy got beat up by two kids too,” Hilda noted, “Think we should be worried about that?”

“A dying puppy could beat up Goopy.”

Hilda chuckled, “Yeah, but seriously, I’ve been hearing a lot about those kids, I’d watch out for ‘em.”

“Will do… are you gonna-”

“No.”

“Alright then,” Cagney replied, sinking into the ground.

When Cagney reappeared at his home tree, he groaned, before squinting, seeing two kids walking towards him, both had cups for heads, one had a longer straw with red stripes, a red nose, and red shorts, the other had a shorter straw with blue stripes, a larger blue nose, and blue shorts. Cagney sat up when they got close.

“You two must be those kids I’ve been hearing about,” Cagney noted.

“Hiya Cagney,” the red one greeted, “I’m Cuphead, this is Mugman.”

“Pleasure,” Cagney semi-sarcastically replied, “Must admit, it’s a bold move to come talk to me after you beat up every other flower in the isle.”

Cuphead and Mugman looked at each other, Mugman spoke up, “W-Well, you see Mr. Carnation-”

“Cagney.”

“-Right, uh, we’re here on… debt collection duty.”

Cagney stared at them for a moment, before laughing hysterically, “OH! What a riot! Let me guess, you two kids thought you were slick and tried to pull a fast one on old Lucy?”

“Hey, you signed the contract too!” Cuphead defended.

“Yeah and I got away with it, I suppose you two kids aren’t going down without a fight?” Cagney asked, smiling widely.

Cuphead and Mugman looked at each other, before readying Charge and Roundabout respectively, “That would be right.”

Cagney grinned, “Well… it’s a good day for a swell battle. ”

Chapter Text

Fries idly sat up against 2’s hotel, reading some book, unfortunately his peace was quickly interrupted by a flying little ball of dreams and evil.

Puffball bit the book he was reading and tossed it away, plopping down in his lap and making a little ‘blep’ face.

“I was reading that,” Fries deadpanned.

“Attention please!” Puffball replied, vibrating softly.

Fries rolled his eyes, smothering a smile as he scratched the top of her head, “You little gremlin.”

Puffball giggled, “Thank you! <3.”

“How did you make that sound with your mouth.”

“<3”

“Stop.”

“<3 <3 <3 <3 <3”

“Why does that feel oddly affectionate.”

Puffball snuggled into Fries’ chest, “Because I wuv you!!!”

Fries chuckled softly, picking up Puffball and moving her to be face to face with him, “You’re a devil.”

“Love you too <3” Puffball affectionately replied, flying out of Fries’ hands and giving him a kiss, lightly knocking him over.

Puffball sat on Fries’ chest as he affectionately rubbed her head, causing PB to emit a soft purring sound. Fries looked around to see the book he was reading, he grabbed it and continued, shortly after he began again Puffball bit the cover and tossed it away.

“Me time, give attention.”

“I can give you attention and read,” Fries chuckled, petting the sparkly flying terror.

“Yes but I want all the attention,” Puffball proudly replied, flying up next to Fries, “I pay you back in love and affection!” she then rapidly kissed his cheek.

Fries chuckled, pushing her away lightly, “Alright, alright you little devil.”

Puffball flew into Fries’ lap, Fries began lightly petting her, making her purr lightly.

“You really are like a cat,” Fries noted.

“No I’m not,” Puffball lightheartedly huffed.

“You demand attention at all points, purr when you get affection, break things, believe all eyes should be on you, want prizes, and you bite.”

“I don’t bite.”

“Puffball I still have a bite mark on my arm from when you tried to steal my sandwich,” Fries deadpanned.

“It looked tasty though!” Puffball defended.

Fries smiled, picking up and kissing Puffball, who flew into him, knocking him backwards, Fries lightly picked her up, dangling her above his face, “You’re evil.”

“That’s what makes me so lovable!”

“That it does,” Fries replied, smiling, sitting back up, Puffball wormed back into his lap as he reached over to grab the book, beginning to read it again.

Shortly after he started, Puffball wormed her way up through his arms and sat on the book, “ All the attention,” Puffball reminded.

“Can I read?”

“No <3”

Fries raised an eyebrow, before tossing Puffball up into his container.

“Wha-”

“Snuggle up, I’m gonna read now.”

“But I wanna cuddle…” 

“Cuddle the fries,” Fries replied, leaning back, reading.

Puffball huffed, before snuggling up to the fries in Fries, after a moment, she began inching towards them-

“No you cannot eat them.”

“Awwww,” Puffball cutely whined, she then snuggled a little notch in the fries, softly smiling as she took a nap.

Fries smiled because he finally got to read the damn book.

Chapter Text

Peacock sat on the couch, lounging around, flipping through the channels, Avery laid on the armrest, sleeping.

Andy walked up, “C’mon boss, just one little joyride?”

“I’m already grounded ya’ big maroon, no point in making it worse,” Peacock grumbled.

Andy groaned, falling flat on the ground.

After a while of flipping channels, Peacock landed on a news channel, she loudly complained, “Why is there nothing good on the day I have the time to spare?”

The woman on the news read off a paper, “-for now, it remains unsolved, moving forward, the current actress for the hit show Annie of the Stars is signing autographs at the entrance of Meridian Studios-”

Peacock shot up, suddenly interested in the news.

“-there’s only an hour or two left on the signing, so don’t miss your chance! Now onto the weather, Jane-”

Peacock shut off the TV, “Upon reconsideration Andy, I don’t see why not.”

“Yes!” Andy cheered.

Tommy poked up behind the couch, “Uh, hate to rain on ya’ parade boss, but aren’t ya’ still grounded?”

Peacock dismissively waved her hand, “Don’t worry about it ya’ big lug, they won’t even know I’m gone!”

She opened the door to her room, without even turning to look at her, Big Band spoke from the other side of the area, “Go back in your room Patricia.”

Peacock frowned and shut the door, “Alright maybe they will notice…”

“What are ya’ gonna do now boss?” Andy asked, before Peacock pushed him over, “I got it!” she then snapped her fingers.

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Peacock was driving her car as Andy and Tommy sat up in the backseat, confused, “How did we get here?”

“Scene transitions are magic!” Peacock shrugged, smiling, before pulling out a comically large stopwatch, “Crap that scene transition sent us up 40 minutes, we gotta dash.”

In a nearby alleyway, Black Dahlia watched as some Medici goons dumped a corpse or two in a dumpster when she heard familiar cartoonish skid marks. She walked out of the alley, seeing Peacock dart by, she smiled, aiming her arm and firing a railgun shot directly into one of the tires.

The tire quickly popped, Peacock had an entirely flat expression as the car slowed down to a crawl, “Swell.”

“Well well well,” Black Dahlia greeted, walking forwards, “If it isn’t the little brat who got away.”

Peacock turned around, unimpressed, “Riiiight, listen lady I ain’t got time for this.”

“Make time,” Black Dahlia replied, firing a regular explosive round into Peacock’s car, the cartoon barely dodged by going through an eye portal.

Peacock looked at her car, “I needed that car you old hag! Oh and Andy and Tommy were in there too.”

“Help,” Andy flatly asked, on fire.

“In a minute,” Peacock replied as Black Dahlia walked up behind her, pointing her muzzle at Peacock’s head, without looking Peacock pulled out a small cannon and aimed it at Dahlia’s head, “I gotta kick this lady’s head in.”

Peacock fired the cannon, knocking Dahlia back by a while, the woman scowled, “You annoying brat.”

Peacock turned to look at her, snapping her fingers in disappointment, “I always just cover ‘em in soot, never get a nice blood splatter.”

Dahlia reloaded her arm cannon and fired a rail shot, Peacock ducked into an eye portal and appeared in front of Dahlia, launching her with lit dynamite and jumping up, smashing Dahlia’s skull in with a mallet.

Dahlia was knocked into the ground but pushed herself off it quickly, grabbing Peacock’s dress and slamming her into the pavement, pointing her arm cannon at the toon and firing buckshot.

Peacock’s head ducked into her dress, before springing up with lit dynamite in her mouth.

“Where do you keep getting this much dynamite?” Dahlia questioned, raising up her heel, causing a knife to stab out of it as she brought it down on Peacock’s head.

The knife ended up hollowly going into Peacock’s eye socket, the toon stared at her for a moment before grabbing her leg and forcing Dahlia into her eye (and the dynamite for good measure), making Dahlia fall out of a new portal in the air, Peacock pulled out a baseball bat, yelling “SWING BATTER BATTER!” as she sent Dahlia flying.

As Dahlia recovered, Peacock pulled out a comically large stopwatch, “Ah cripes, I’m gonna miss the signing!” she then turned to the wreckage, “ANDY! Tommy! GET YA’ ASSES OUT OF THE FLAMING WRECK AND GET OUT HERE!”

“Right boss, sorry boss,” the two of them replied, Andy attempted to put out a fire on his boxing glove.

Dahlia charged at Peacock, attempting to whack her with the muzzle of her arm, but Peacock nabbed her in a sack, tossing her to Andy and Tommy, who began stomping on her. Peacock summoned a Lenny and tossed them onto Dahlia, causing Andy and Tommy to scram.

As Dahlia got out of the bag, she caught a brief glimpse of Peacock tossing a cigar onto Lenny as she was sent sky high, getting knocked into a building, which quickly collapsed onto her.

“Nice job boss,” Tommy complimented as Peacock dusted herself off.

“No time for sucking up, we gotta run!” Peacock yelled, running off the road and into an alleyway, she quickly realized that that alleyway had a staircase leading down into it and after a brief pause, splatted on the floor. She pulled out a spatula and got herself off the sidewalk, before continuing to dash through.

Tommy panted heavily as him and Andy struggled to keep up, “Can’t you just- huff -use another scene transition?”

“It’s only funny the first time!” Peacock yelled.

When the group came upon a wall, Peacock pulled a can of paint and paintbrush out of her hat, painting a tunnel onto the wall and running through it.

Andy and Tommy paused, staring at each other, then the tunnel, Tommy pulled out a coin and flicked it, “Heads or Tails?”

“Heads.”

“...Tails, dammit,” Tommy deadpanned, taking a step back and running into the wall, slamming into it and getting dizzy.

Andy walked up, placing his boxing glove on the wall, feeling that it was a solid wall, “The boss left us.”

“Uggggh,” Tommy droned, laying on the ground, stars flying around his head.

Peacock stumbled through an alleyway, tripping over a trash can, getting clotheslined by a… clothesline, and stepping on a bear trap.

“WHY IS THERE A BEAR TRAP IN AN ALLEYWAY!?”

Peacock smashed the bear trap with a mallet and continued running, eventually coming upon Meridian Studios, she hopped out of the bear trap and ran towards the entrance.

“HEL-lo?” Peacock yelled, before quickly realizing there was nothing there, nothing other than a few technicians taking down the stand, she pulled out the comically large stop watch, grasping her hair, “I SCENE TRANSITIONED WITHOUT REALIZING!”

Peacock put the stop watch away as she walked off, defeated.

“Excuse me were you here for an autograph?”

Peacock whipped around to see Annie standing there, her sword resting on her shoulder.

Peacock froze for a moment before nodding rapidly, “Yesyesyesyesyesyes!”

Annie looked at the technicians before shrugging, “Well, I got time.”

Peacock grinned from ear to ear before pulling a picture of Annie out of her hat, Annie took the picture from her.

Annie quickly jotted down a signature on the picture and handed it back to Peacock, “Always nice to meet a fan.”

Peacock took the picture and jumped up and down rapidly, “Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!” she then ran off.

Annie chuckled, walking back into the studio.

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Peacock used an eye portal to teleport back into her room, Andy and Tommy followed her, “Didja have to leave us behind a wall boss?”

“Ah can it you big babies, you got your joyride didn’t ya?”

“Yeah I guess that’s fair,” Andy replied, nodding.

“And ‘sides, I got my autograph, and nobody noticed!” Peacock proudly claimed.

“ This just in, Medici family seen having brawl with a teenager… and losing. ”

Peacock looked at the tv in her room, seeing Big Band sitting on her couch, staring at her, moderately unimpressed, the news was showing footage of Peacock’s brawl with Black Dahlia.

“ The teenager was seen using mallets and dynamite to attack Black Dahlia, later seen running into a painted wall. ”

Big Band paused the tv, Peacock awkwardly looked at him as Andy and Tommy snuck off.

“...Uh-”

“You’re grounded for another month,” Big Band deadpanned.

“But Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!”

Chapter Text

Fan frantically breathed in and out of a paper bag as Paintbrush patted him on the back, “You’ll do alright Fan, calm down.”

“B-B-But what if they don’t like me?” Fan nervously stuttered, panting heavily.

“They’re gonna like you, you’re their dad,” Paintbrush soothed.

“That doesn’t mean anything!” Fan claimed, “I-I mean I gave them the whole Bow delusion in the first place-”

Paintbrush slapped Fan, “Stop that, stop doing that, stop blaming yourself.”

“But it’s my fault!”

“No it isn’t,” Paintbrush deadpanned, running a hand through their bristles, “Just calm down and- why are you putting on a bowtie?”

Fan paused in the middle of putting on an orange bowtie, “...I’m meeting my kid for the first time.”

“And?”

“It’s a special event!”

Paintbrush flatly stared at him before taking the bowtie off, “Just… just listen, Fan? You’re Bot’s dad.”

“...Yeah?”

“And even though you meant to make Bow, you made Bot.”

“...Yeah that’s a summary of events.”

“So you didn’t make Bow,” Paintbrush finished, “whether you meant to or not, when you helped designed Bot with Test Tube, you didn’t make Bow, you made someone else, but if you put in exactly who Bow was, you would’ve gotten Bow, so you didn’t input Bow.”

Fan stared at Paintbrush, very confused.

Paintbrush sighed, “Whether you meant to or not you accidentally projected onto Bow and, by extension, Bot when designing their personality so you’re the sole reason Bot’s turned out like they have and, therefore, they’ll share a lot in common with you.”

“Ohhhhhh,” Fan replied, before pausing, “But… but what if they-?”

“Does Bot hate Test Tube?”

“What!? Of course not!” Fan yelled, “Test Tube’s amazing! Who could hate Test Tube?”

“Test Tube did the exact same thing to Bot but upon Bot realizing she was willing to accept who Bot actually was they reconciled, are you willing to accept Bot for who they are?”

“Of course-”

“Then Bot will like you too,” Paintbrush finished, “You’re gonna have stuff in common and they’ve likely already forgiven you, calm down.”

Fan slouched in the chair, “They probably don’t even want to meet me...”

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Bot was frantically breathing in and out of a paper bag as Test Tube drove them to Hotel OJ. Test Tube looked at them, “It’ll be fine, I promise.”

Bot removed the bag, still breathing heavily, “W-W-What if h-he doesn’t like me?”

“He won’t like you, he’ll love you,” Test Tube said matter-of-factly.

“How do you know that?”

“Because you’re a lot like him,” Test Tube replied, “you were more interested in making friends than playing the game, had identity issues, you’re very emotional, and have a tendency to let things cloud reason, you really are Fan’s kid, Bot.”

Bot didn’t seem satisfied, hugging their legs, “I’m scared…”

Test Tube looked at them, sighing, “There’s nothing to be scared of, Fan is one of the most accepting people I know, he may be a little mean without realizing but he never intends any harm.”

“I just… do I look okay?”

“Yep.”

“Is my voice annoying?”

“Not at all.”

“Is-”

“On the rare chance Fan takes issue with you it will not involve your physical appearance in any way,” Test Tube cut off.

“I… sorry…”

“Nothing to be sorry about,” Test Tube reassured.

“...Are you sure he’s gonna like me?”

“He’s your dad, Bot,” Test Tube replied, “He’ll love you.”

Test Tube pulled into the parking lot of Hotel OJ and got out of the car, seeing Bot was still visibly nervous, she sighed, “Would you like me to go in first?”

“Yes please.”

Test Tube nodded, walking up to the door of Hotel OJ and knocking on it.

Inside the building, Fan was hyperventilating faster, Paintbrush picked him up and slapped him a few times, “Open the door.”

“Right, right, right,” Fan replied, trying to breath normally, he shakily walked over and slowly opened the door, seeing Test Tube.

“Hi Fan-!” Test Tube began, before getting cut off by Fan hugging her tightly, she laughed, “I missed you too.”

After a moment, Test Tube lightly pushed Fan back and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his back. Bot peeked through the doorway, briefly smiling, before seeing Paintbrush, they waved to them.

Paintbrush noticed Bot and waved back, before coughing, “Ahem, Fan, your child.”

Test Tube released Fan, causing him to look in the doorway, seeing Bot for the first time, he walked up to them and knelt down, his expression unreadable.

Bot nervously looked away, “Uhm, h-hi D-D-Dad…”

Fan hugged Bot tightly, not saying anything.

Bot paused for a moment, before smiling and hugging Fan back.

Fan eventually released the hug, smiling brightly.

Bot smiled, “Uh, d-do I look good?”

“Do you like how you look?”

“Uh, yes?”

“Then you look perfect,” Fan replied.

Paintbrush rolled their eyes with a smile as Test Tube smiled brightly, Paintbrush spoke first, “Knew Bot took after Fan.”

“Yeah…” Test Tube nodded, “Speaking of which Bot can never watch a reality show ever.”

“Agreed, one Fan is enough.”

Chapter Text

Sapfling sat in a park, attempting to read a book, but his sappy acorn kept getting stuck to the pages.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t that time of year.”

Sapfling flatly looked up from what he was doing, turning to see Jack O’ Lantern, Witch Hazel, and Ghost Pepper staring at him, “November just started.”

“Oh so NOW November’s too early to start celebrating?” Ghost Pepper snarked.

Sapfling was about to say something but was pushed aside by Holly Barrier, “Halloween’s over you costumed weeds.”

Missile Toe hopped up next to them, “It’s about time the people celebrate a real holiday, one loved by the masses, not the favorite of Hot Topic regulars.”

“I mean, what else would be celebrated during November?” Sapfling questioned, before glancing to the right, “Oh hi Turkey-Pult.”

“I hate all of you.”

“We get a month to do our thing, depending on the country you gets yours from the start of September!” Jack O’ Lantern argued.

“So? We’re ingrained in the minds of kids everywhere!” Missile Toe defended.

“There is no way you said that sentence without even once thinking about the wording,” Ghost Pepper deadpanned.

“Yeah there were better ways to phrase that…” Sapfling added.

“Please tell me you aren’t agreeing with them,” Missile Toe replied.

Sapfling and Ghost Pepper locked eyes for a brief moment, Sapfling turned back to Missile Toe, “Of course not! I-I mean-” Sapfling stuttered, briefly turning around to see Blooming Heart behind him, reading a magazine, trying to tune the argument out. Sapfling coughed, “Everyone knows that every other holiday is merely a PALE IMITATION OF CHRISTMAS!” Sapfling yelled, moving his branch back dramatically, ‘accidentally’ flinging an acorn across the park, knocking the magazine away from Blooming Heart and ruining it.

Blooming Heart growled, “ALRIGHT!” she quickly hopped over, “Time out! It’s time out time! No more holiday debates for this evening THANK YOU VERY MUCH!”

“But-” Witch Hazel began.

“NO BUTS! You’re done here! Go home!”

“Well glad to know at least one of your precious Christmas minions believes we’re justified,” Jack O’ Lantern bragged.

“No I DON’T!” Sapfling yelled, thwacking Ghost Pepper with his acorn, causing her to roar at him.

“SHUT UP ALL OF YOU!”

“ok”

“sorry ma’am”

Blooming Heart shooed the plants away, all of them going back to their dedicated flower pots, sitting in Dave’s van.

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That night, Sapfling anxiously tapped his roots, waiting out behind Crazy Dave’s house.

“Boo.”

Sapfling turned around, seeing Ghost Pepper, Sapfling laughed, “Hi GP.”

“Hi Sappy,” Ghost Pepper replied, swirling around him for a brief moment before cuddling into his side, her tail wrapping around him.

“Sorry about hitting you with the acorn, had to, uh, sell the anger…” Sapfling bashfully apologized.

“Don’t worry about it, you can’t throw seeds at a ghost and expect it to hurt,” Ghost Pepper giggled, before mischievously smiling and looking at Sapfling.

“What have you done?”

Ghost Pepper giggled, “Look up.”

Sapfling did as was told, seeing a bit of mistletoe attached to her stem, Sapfling blushed, “Uh-”

Ghost Pepper cut him off with a kiss on the cheek, “Merry Christmas dork.”

Sapfling could barely say anything, a red tint visible on his face.

Ghost Pepper giggled maniacally to herself, before they heard someone coming, Missile Toe peeked over the fence.

“What’s going on here?”

Sapfling hits Ghost Pepper with an acorn, Ghost Pepper roared at him.

“Yep that seems about right.”

When Missile Toe ducked back down the two of them sighed in relief, Sapfling rubbed some sap off of Ghost Pepper, “Sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it,” GP happily replied, “Oh! And I got you a gift!”

Ghost Pepper snuck behind a bush and pulled out a poorly-wrapped present, covered in tape and glue, regardless of this she seemed incredibly pleased with herself.

Sapfling began unwrapping it, “Is it another Jack-in-the-Box?”

“Nope!” Ghost Pepper replied, smiling as she recalled last year.

Sapfling unwrapped the present with minor difficulty, seeing a cooking whisk.

“It’s a whisk!”

“I can see that,” Sapfling replied, looking up at Ghost Pepper, who had a very happy smile, Sapfling laughed, “It’s great.”

“I knew it!” GP happily replied, giving Sapfling a kiss, “See you tomorrow!”

“You too, love you,” Sapfling replied, visibly smiling without a mouth.

Chapter Text

8 opened their door, seeing 4 standing on their doorstep, 8 cocked an eyebrow, “Oh NOW you’re coming to game night.”

4 rolled their eyes, “I want to talk.”

8 opened the door further, gesturing for 4 to come in.

4 walked through the house, seeing 6 and 10 sitting around an Uno deck, 8 walked in after 4, picking up their cards.

6 gasped, “Even number game night is back in business!”

“We’re still missing 2,” 10 noted.

“Yeah well that’s 2’s choice,” 8 pointed out, “6 keeps sending them invites, they aren’t answering.”

6 had a blank expression.

“...You ARE sending 2 the invites… right?”

“...I thought 10 was sending the invites.”

8 facepalmed, 10 chuckled.

“Wait,” 8 paused, “you sent me an invite today! How did you-”

“I feel we’re getting off topic,” 10 cut off, “4, this is a first, what do you need?”

4 awkwardly laughed, “I- Wha- I-I mean what’s to say I don’t want to just hang out with my even number buddies?”

6, 8, and 10 all had unimpressed expressions, 8 spoke, “You said, and I quote ‘Why would I hang out with your divisible by 2 gang when I could hang out with X who’s better than you three combined?’”

4 sighed, “Alright fine I want to ask X on a date but have no idea how.”

6, 8, and 10 stared at them for a moment, before 6 sighed and handed 8 20 dollars.

“Really?” 4 deadpanned.

“Never turn down an opportunity for profit,” 8 replied, pocketing the cash.

10 ignored the two of them, “Alright, we’ll help.”

“Thank-”

“If you start coming to game night.”

4 sighed, “Fine.”

“Yippee!” 6 cheered.

10 leaned back, “Alright, start talking, what do you need?”

“So,” 4 began, “I wanted to ask X out on a date but I’m… not exactly-”

“Stable?” 6 finished.

“Normal?” 8 proposed.

“Emotionally wise?” 10 suggested.

4 glared at them, “...used to this sort of thing, so… um… I was wondering if you all would… help me?”

8 crossed their arms, “And how do you want us to do that?”

4 sighed, “My idea is that you all kind of set the mood? Just make things go right, I want this to be special.”

10 nodded, “Okay, we could do something like that, anything specific in mind?”

4 thought for a moment, “...Well-”

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X idly walked through the Equation Playground, reading a book, they briefly glanced up, “Hi 8.”

“Hey X,” 8 replied, once the two had passed each other, 8 turned around and gave a thumbs up.

6 nodded from a tree, grinning, they rapidly shook a beehive and dropped it once X had walked past, the angry bees escaped the beehive… and then flew up to 6, stinging them rapidly and making them fall out of the tree.

“O-Ow! Ow. Ow.”

8 facepalmed.

20 minutes later, 6 was covered in aloe vera and held a rope that led up the tree and onto the ground as a trap. They looked into the bushes, seeing 4 pause, then give a thumbs up, 6 yanked the rope, causing it to miss X, get caught around a branch, and make the tree fall on top of 6.

4 awkwardly left the scene.

30 minutes later, 6’s midsection was bandaged, watching as 10 leaned against a tree.

“Hi 10!” X greeted, walking past them.

“Hey X,” 10 said, before nodding to 6.

6 yanked a cord, stringing up a tripwire, before the cord broke and slingshotted right into their face without X even noticing.

10 minutes later, 6 now had an ice pack on their eye, watching 4 explain the plan, “-alright and 6 will be the one to drop the boulder-”

“Can someone else please trigger the trap,” 6 pleaded.

“I don’t plan on being a victim of cartoon violence tonight,” 8 replied, 10 nodded.

“Well it’s 4’s date! Why can’t you ask X yourself?”

4 froze, “W-Well… X… X probably wouldn’t say yes in normal circumstances.”

“So that’s a total lie,” 8 deadpanned, “and also if X wouldn’t say yes in normal circumstances what makes you think X would say yes in abnormal circumstances?”

“...I-”

“4 did you ask us to do this because you wanted to see 6 get grievously injured?”

“No,” 4 defended, “That was just a very nice side effect.”

“Thanks,” 6 flatly replied.

10 sighed, “Alright, I got the perfect plan.”

4 smiled, “What is it?”

10 then picked up 4 and placed them outside, “Be honest with your feelings.”

“What no that’s scary.”

“Shame,” 6 grumbled, rubbing their eye.

“Given the looney tunes-style traps you’re having us set, you’re gonna break X’s legs before you ask them,” 10 noted, “and is X gonna say yes then?”

“Well… no…” 4 admitted.

“What was even the plan here?” 8 flatly asked, flipping through 4’s plans, “all of these are traps.”

“Well I thought if I heroically saved X from the dangerous perils of the world… they’d… say… yes…” 4 answered, watching as 6, 8, and 10 gave them a dead stare.

“Talk to them,” 10 replied, closing the door.

4 sighed for a moment, before 8 opened the door again, “And you still have to come to game night.”

“Ah-” 4 began before the door closed, they sighed, walking into the center of the Equation Playground and sitting on the swingset.

X walked up next to 4, sitting down on the other swing, “Hi 4!”

“H-Hi X.”

X gave 4 a kiss on the cheek, 4 blushed.

“I-I was, uhm, wondering-”

“Are you about to ask me on a date?”

“How’d you know?”

X flatly stared at 4, “This is the 18th time this month you’ve fallen in love with me again.”

“...Oh.”

“We’ve been dating for 3 years.”

“Ah, right.”

X chuckled, “But yes I’ll go on a date with you.”

“Yippee!” 4 cheered, giving X a kiss on the head and running off.

X chuckled, walking away with a smile.

Chapter Text

Lily idly reclined in the boat, her eyes closed as she smiled happily, alone with her thoughts, Finn sat across from her, awkwardly looking around. Lily was wearing a green sweater and jeans while Finn wore black pants, a red-yellow shirt, and black jacket. Lily sighed, “It’s nice to finally not be competing for something.”

Finn nodded, slightly smiling, “Yeah… yeah…”

“...Is something wrong?”

“Oh, uh, no, no,” Finn replied, smothering a blush.

“...You sure?” Lily questioned.

“Yep! Uh, completely fine!”

Lily slowly nodded, “...Alright.”

Finn looked on the side of the boat, “The uh, waves are picking up a bit…”

Lily looked behind her, glancing at the waves, “Hm, yeah, hopefully we don’t get a storm.”

Finn nodded in agreement, before noticing a notably larger wave, “Uh, Lil-”

When the wave hit the boat it heavily rocked it, knocking Lily off her seat… and right onto Finn, their lips connecting. Lily yelped in surprised and jumped off of him, both of them fiercely avoided eye contact, blushing.

Lily scratched the back of her head, “S-Sorry…”

“You’re okay, you’re okay,” Finn replied, his eyes still wide in surprise as he looked into the waves.

Lily shuffled in her seat, before glancing at Firey, “So… uhm…”

Finn looked up at her.

“I… n-nothing,” Lily stopped, blushing as she attempted to subtly cover her face with her hand.

The two of them awkwardly avoided communication, not looking at each other.

Lily barely muttered “that was nice” under her breath, just catching Finn’s ear.

“What?”

“Huh?”

“What did you say?”

Lily blushed massively, “I-I d-didn’t say-”

“Lily,” Finn cut off, watching her attempt to hider her blush with the sleeves of her sweater, he spoke quietly, “i liked it too…”

Lily looked at Finn, both nervous, before Lily stood up, moving and sitting next to Finn, subtly moving to hold his hand.

Finn took her hand in his and looked at her, “Would you, uh, like to have an… actual first kiss?”

Lily looked away, stuttering, “I-I guess s-so…”

Finn nodded, slowly moving towards her and wrapping his arms around her, Lily looked at him, blushing, clearly nervous, but she then leaned in a kissed him. Finn closed his eyes and put a hand on the back of her head, playing with her hair as Lily’s arms rested on his shoulders.

After a moment, the two released, Lily nuzzled into Finn’s neck, smiling, “Can we tell everyone that that was our first kiss?”

“I think so,” Finn replied, still ruffling her hair slightly.

Chapter Text

Alright this is gonna be sappy.

So, this isn’t a one-shot, this is a retelling of an actual dream I had last night, as of writing this it is the 31st of July.

Obviously the memory of it is messy, and I don’t have dreams often, when I do it’s a nightmare, but that doesn’t matter, what matters is a simple detail I noticed when I woke up.

The dream goes something like this: My mom trades me off to a family I don’t remember seeing in the dream at any point, I live with them now, their dog doesn’t like me, their cat does, I don’t want to be someone else’s kid, whatever, that’s roughly the plot, I’m sure there’s deeper meaning but I’m not looking into it.

What I did look into is a direct thought I had during the dream: “If I have to be here, at least let me go home and celebrate my sibling’s birthday, it’s coming up soon and I want to be  there.”

So, at first, when I woke up, I figured it was Haelen… but Haelen’s birthday isn’t coming up… yours is.

What I’m saying is, subconsciously, my mind has permanently ingrained you as my sibling.

I just thought you’d like to know that, happy birthday Bunci, I hope you liked the one shots and I'm sorry they're not all finished