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Today was the kind of day Shrimpo would usually stay in his room all day and refuse to talk to anyone. But because god hates him, Shrimpo was assigned to do a supply run later this afternoon. Lucky him!
The worst part is that everyone on the team SUCKED. Well, everyone sucked to Shrimpo but hes gotta have something to complain about.
The team consisted of Tisha, Finn, Yatta, Looey, Pebble, Sprout, Scraps and, OF COURSE, Goob. All because Scraps just HAS to be attached to him at the hip. How she can spend all her time around that... thing... baffles him.
,,He stinks so bad! Its like he just stands under the showerhead for a minuite and calls it clean. NO. YOU SMELL LIKE ROTTEN EGGS AND KID SLOBBER. And hes always hugging people too! Its so disgusting! What made you EVER think i want to be touched by you, obviously i dont want YOU to hug me if i dont like being hugged by literally anyone else you stupididiotget
thatthroughyourthickskull
ohmygodihateyousomuch IHOPEYOUDIE,,
Shrimpo lazily stumbled out of his ripped up bed after thinking to himself about how much he hates eveything and how much hates the other toons and how much he hates supply runs. He still has a lot of time to kill untill the run actually takes place, so what better to do to waste time than mess up everyone else's day! Shrimpo is not allowed to be the only one having a bad morning, after all.
First idea! Tip over Sprout and Cosmos baking stuff.
Second idea! Trip over finn and watch him worry about all the water he spills.
Third idea! Attempt to murder looey again.
There were just so many options, how could Shrimpo ever decide! Spoiler, he attempts all three.
Bursting out of his room and rushing to the kitchen where Sprout, Cosmo and boxten were making breakfast for everyone. It was pancakes. Shrimpo HATES pancakes! They definitely deserve this for making PANCAKES! Who even likes pancakes!? Especially ever since Finn told them about adding that weird cottage cheese filling which, BY THE WAY, tastes horrible! He HATES cottage cheese. But he HATES when Finn called it a different name that didnt sound english at all more! SHRIMPO HATES PANCAKES.
"Oh. Let me get you a plate, Shrimpo." Sprout says blandly
"OKAY."
SHRIMPO HATES BREAKFASTS. Shrimpo sits down at a table and absolutely demolishes the pancakes with jam filling, syrup and blueberries.
Wait a second... wasn't he supposed to be wreaking havoc right now?
Whatever theres still time.
Shrimpo gets up out of his chair and very, very carefully throws the plate agaist a wall right behind boxten. Then he sprints out of the kitchen before any of the other toons in the kitchen can catch him.
Next on the list iiiissss... Finn, but he's not currently in the lobby that Shrimpo had ran off to so he doesnt have to face any consequences for smashing a plate. Looey is in the lobby though...
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Bad news, you can't pop ballons with a spiked bracelet. Theyre just not sharp enough apparently. Good news is that you can just punch them in the face then laugh as they try run away and land face first on the floor.
Fun for Shrimpo, NOT fun for Looey.
It was surprisingly empty in the lobby, so the shrimp didnt face any immediate backlash for his misdeeds.
And even better for him, his last-second target was delivered to him on a silver platter. Today wasn't ALL bad he guesses.
"FINN."
"Not right now." Finn growled
Oh. Looks like someones in a mood...
How dare that stupid fishbowl take it out on Shrimpo. THE Shrimpo. The best and most awesomest toon here! In fact, that dumb fishbrain should be taught a lesson!
Maybe later though, he does NOT wanna meddle with whatever is going on right now.
Shrimpo had now exhausted all his brilliant ideas which leaves him with nothing to do... Again. Could he just go back to his room and sleep the rest of the time away? He'd probably be stopped and nagged at by Sprout and he doesn't think gaslighting him would be very effective this time round...
Whatever, arguing with Sprout is at least something to keep him occupied.
So off he went back to the toon rooms and, as expected, bickered with Sprout as soon as he was stopped and told off by him.
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Finn woke up an hour late because his alarm clock broke during the night somehow, normally he wouldve woken up at the time he is supposed to, but he just couldnt settle to sleep the previous night.
Then it turned out the heating had broke in his personal bathroom. So he was left with only freezing cold water which he did not want to use at all from fear of getting some form of cold. Then he couldnt find barnaby for a good 15 minutes even though Finn was sure he left him in his fish tank. THEN his fishing rod broke and the final nail in the coffin was that he had to go on a dumb supply run later today where it smells bad and always get his clothes all mucked up with ichor!
Today was just NOT Finns day. But he will persevere...! Or at least try to! Eventually, Finn decides that maybe doing his routine in the shared bathrooms near the lobby could help him chill out a bit. He headed down to the lobby praying that everyone would be in the lower toon rooms eating breakfast.
Shrimpo was sitting there on a bench at the lobby. Okay. Thats... Okay. As long as he just leaves him alon-
"FINN."
"Not right now." Finn growled
,,Oh. -
-Oh no, I didn't mean to come off as that aggresive. Why would I do that?! There was no need to be so bitter towards Shrimpo who did literally NO-FIN to you!
Why couldn't I have just ignored him instead! Oh my coodddd what is wrong with me, just go faster PLEASE.,,
Finn arrived at the shared toon bathrooms consumed with guilt and exhaustion. Fortunately he found no one in the bathrooms to bother him. Thank cod, he could not deal with any interactions right now, or at least any that would'nt make him burst into tears immediately. Which was... Whale... All of them.
Finn wasted no time to get himself busy and put the wet clothes that he had put in the washing machine last evening into the dryer, swap out his old water with fresh new water and clean his glass exterior with window glass cleaner. ...Is that weird? Depends. But he is literally made of glass, so.
He felt slightly better after having about an hour of uninterrupted peace. Plus, the humming of the fans outside his stall were very relaxing to listen to.
Finn took about another half hour to fold some of his dry and fresh laundry before exiting with a stack of clothes and a much happier mood.
He headed straight for the elevator to take him back to his room to put away his neat folded clothes(obviously) and to see if he can fix his poor old fishing rod.