Work Text:
I grumbled as I felt something relentlessly poking my back.
"TB.. TB!" I heard a voice whispering as I slowly began to wake up.
I groaned, succumbing to the annoying poking and whispering that was waking me.
I hoisted my body up despite how heavy everything felt on my legs.
I yawned as I rubbed my eyes with my knees for a few seconds before slowly opening my eyes.
I was greeted by the sight of my room, still as dark as it was when I was asleep, save for the moon light that shines through the curtains.
I looked over to my side where the poking and whispering came from, and there stood Nickel with a blank expression on his face, unreadable.
"Uhhhm-" I coughed, trying to clear my throat. "Nickel?" I asked, looking down at him with tired eyes.
"Tennis Ball, tell me honestly, who would win.. One trillion lions, or the sun..?" Nickel asked with a stern and serious face.
I furrowed my brows at him and slightly opened my mouth before laughing lightly at his question and how serious he was about it.
"WHAT! THIS IS SERIOUS, TB!" Nickel slightly yelled.
I let my laughter die down and looked back up at Nickel, who now had a subtle annoyed expression.
"Why are you asking me this at..I don't know.. 1 am??" I asked with a light smile on my face. "I NEED to know and you're the first person who came to mind that would know."
"Umm.. Okayy.. The sun because the lions would just die before they even reached the surface of the sun due to its insufferable heat."
Nickel took in the information, narrowing his eyes and looking away from me.
"Okay so.. What if it were one trillion lions with heat-protection armor or something.." Nickel asked, looking back at me.
I gave him a blank stare before leaning my body against my knees, sighing.
I pulled away from my knees, "The sun is still going to win, unless someone were to make armor specifically for the heat of the sun, there's no way for the lions to win." I explained.
"Uh-huh.. So what if-" Nickel started, but I cut him off, "No. No more questions, Nickel. I need sleep."
Nickel began to whine.
"TB, come onnn.. I wanna know!" Nickel begged. "Nickel, you're just asking hypothetical questions that don't make sense, if you can come up with some questions that actually make sense, maybe THEN I'll answer them for you." I let my body fall back on to my bed and pulled my blanket up over my body.
I knew Nickel was still standing there as I could still feel his presence looming over my bed.
"TB." Nickel spoke, but I ignored him.
"TB!" He was louder now, but I still ignored him.
I felt Nickel put his knee on the side of my bed, hoisting himself up on it.
"What are you doing?" I sat up, turning to look at him.
He was now kneeled on the edge of my bed, a determined look on his face.
"T.B! I NEEED to know the answers to these questions!! It's SO important that I know!!" Nickel whined, getting closer to me.
I groaned. "Fine.."
Nickel beamed, "GREAT!" He quickly moved to get under the blanket with me and was quick to begin rambling on with questions about those lions and the sun again.
(In the morring/ref also this is 3rd person now idk why I wrote it that way)
Golf Ball looked quizzically at Tennis Ball, who kept on falling asleep while working on their newest project.
She kept working on her part of the project before looking back at him and seeing he was passed out at his seat.
"TENNIS BALL!" Golf Ball yelled, making TB jump up before realizing it was GB.
"Y-yeah..?" Tennis Ball weakly asked, mindlessly going back to working on the project.
"Did you get any sleep last night, you keep passing out!"
TB sighed, "Absolutely not, Nickel decided he had to ask me stupid hypothetical questions about one trillion lions and the sun for 6 hours straight.."
Golf Ball let out a hum to let him know she acknowledged his words.
The two were silent for a few moments, just working until a loud voice beamed through the factory.
"TENNIS BALL!! I NEED TO ASK YOU A FEW QUESTIONS!"