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"Remind me why we're sneaking into Flower's Fashion Store again?"
Pencil rolled her eyes. How many times was she going to have to remind her? Every time she would try to say something, she would catch Needle staring into her eyes. Couldn't she do that another time?! "We're sneaking in here so I can get supplies. Supplies for your complementary FreeSmart makeover!"
Needle chuckled. "What, you think I'm ugly?"
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"Pencil?"
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"P-Pencil?"
Pencil awkwardly cleared her throat. "We're here. I don't see Flower yet.." Pencil went around to the back window. The supply room! Yes! Now she just had to figure out how to get in... "We might have to break the window.." They both stood there for a moment. Pencil scoffed and faced Needle. "Um, that's your CUE."
"My cue? What...OHHH." Needle smashed the window into bits, shielding Pencil just in case. They both climbed in. The bright pink room was a mess, filled with boxes of supplies. Pencil started digging through a box, like she already knew what was in it. She snickered as she pulled out a small needle.
"Now all we need is a pencil and I can show you how to play Spongy Cake." Pencil put the needle in her pocket. Needle stood there bewildered.
"...Spongy Cake? What's that?" Needle asked. Pencil dramatically gasped. She walked up to Needle, holding the small needle in her hands.
"Okay, so basically how you play is..." Pencil dug in her pockets for a pencil. Please have one.... Oh! "Yes! Uh, anyway. You take your object, and you hit the other person's object in a rhythm while you sing a rhyme. That's it." Needle nodded her head.
"Is it just any rhyme, or-" Pencil shook her head.
"No no, there's a specific one." She clarified. "It goes...1, 2, 3, 4, who do we not adore? Spongy! Spongy! 5, 6, 7, 8, who do we absolutely hate? Spongy! Spongy! 9, 10, and then 11-" Needle burst into tears.
"Did you make up this game so you could bully Spongy?" Pencil watched as Needle's laughter grew louder. Suddenly, they both heard a voice in the distance.
"WHO'S THERE?" Pencil grabbed Needle's hand. For Pencil, time was moving all too fast. For Needle, though, it felt as though time slowed down at that moment.
"SHIT, WE GOTTA GO!" Pencil climbed out of the window before heaving Needle with her. She looked back, hearing the front door unlock. She sprinted as fast as she could back to Yoyleland.
After Balloony was taken care of (tied up to the walls) the rejects piloted the LOL back to Yoyleland, where Ruby gracefully retold the story to Match. "And then Pencil and Needle got chased by Flower all the way back here!" Ruby exclaimed. She looked at Match. Match had a dead look in her eyes. "...Are you okay? Hellooo, Earth to Matchyyy?" Match didn't respond. Ruby left shortly afterwards.
Match had to stop herself from tearing up. That was THEIR game. Was she actually being replaced...? Match shook her head.
"UGH. I can't, like, let that stupid nightmare get to me." She sat in the corner of the LOL. She put her head in her hands. And she choked out a sob. Fuck. She can't cry now. Not in front of all these people... But the more she tried to hold back, the more the tears flowed. She was being irrational, letting this get to her. What did she have to cry for? Everything was fine. Match rubbed her eyes.
This couldn't get any worse, right?