Archive of Our Own

Chapter Text

It all happened so suddenly: one moment all the survivors were just idling around the base, the next they were all experiencing a sudden onset of fatigue. One by one, they all began to fall unconscious, with not a single one of them being able to do anything about it.

Yet somehow, inexplicably, this all felt so familiar to them…

Eyes scrunch tightly as unwanted and unexpected light shines down upon them through closed lids, already blinding even with a natural guard. A heavy arm raises into the air, before gravity guides it to cover the eyes, all before the mind has even had a moment to catch up.

Once alertness has reached a suitable level, 007n7 slowly pries his eyes upon, even as they resist him so.

Sun, but no sun; the light from above blinds, but there does not appear to a visible source.

Fog, thin but present. The horizon remains obscure.

With heaving arms, he pushes himself up into a sitting position, the gritty surface beneath him moulding ever so slightly to his position. A fist closes around the stuff with ease, and he brings the granules up towards his face, before letting them slip easily between his fingers and back to the earth them came from. Even with tired eyes and a tired mind, he can find the word to match the description of what he just held, what sits beneath him, and what spreads out far and wide around him.

Sand.

'A desert?' 007n7 thinks to himself, but the thought is quickly dismissed. The air, whilst still as hot as a desert, is accompanied by an oddly pleasant breeze; on it is carried the sound of not-too-distant lapping of water, and as 007n7 cranes his neck to look in that direction he can see the shimmering display of water being carried by a tide.

'A beach?' That thought rings with more truth than the last, even if it is just as confusing. This beach looks nothing like the one survivors get hunted in. This beach looks… oddly pleasant.

At long last, 007n7 has the energy to push himself to his feet, sweat already beginning to form on his brow; he really needs to find something to drink, or at the very least some shade.

Luck, as it would have it, seemed to be on his side; a short distance from where he had awoken, there appeared to be a small, little beach hut. Shade, yes. Something to drink, maybe. It was his best bet. With carefully footsteps, he trudged his way over to the beach hut, doing his best to get as little sand as he could into his shoes (he had already long since forgone the idea of not getting any in at all).

Once he was inside, he was met by a pleasant- if concerning- sight.

Elliot was passed out on the floor of the hut.

"Elliot!? Elliot, are you alright!?" 007n7 exclaims, quickly hurrying over to the man.

The noise of 007n7's voice seemed to expedite the progression of regaining consciousness. Elliot lets out a light groan, an arm heavily lifting up before resting on his temple, rubbing soothing lines into his forehead. It was a slow progress regaining awareness, but between 007n7's gentle voice and light shaking, Elliot was about to join him in the waking world.

"07…? What's… going on…? Where am I…?" Elliot slurs out; he rests his arms against the floor once more and uses them to prop himself up into a sitting position.

"I- I don't know…" 007n7 responds. Not the response Elliot would want to here, but in 007n7's defence, he hasn't been awake much longer than Elliot himself.

007n7 takes a quick glance around the hut whilst Elliot gets his footing; there's nothing remarkable about it, for all intents and purposes, it is just an empty beach hut. Nothing lying around, nothing that they can use to discern what is going on right now.

Elliot doesn't need 007n7 to explain some things though; he makes his way over to the door of the building he is in and stares out across the beach in front of him.

"What is going on here…" Elliot murmurs to himself, staring out across the sand in disbelief.

007n7 comes to join him at the doorway.

"No clue…" 007n7 responds, staring out as well. And yet… "Elliot?" The man in question looks over to him. "Does this feel… familiar to you…?" Something about the circumstances leading to the two of them waking up on this beach made a nagging sense of deja vu, but 007n7 couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Erm… How so…?" Elliot responds.

"I just feel like-" A brainwave. Or a memory. It hits him so suddenly it almost hurts. "Oh my god!" 007n7 exclaims, fairly loudly at that.

"What!?" Elliot asks, concerned by his sudden remark, turning to look over at him.

"Noli bit me!" 007n7 all but shouts, sounding very offended by the mere memory of the incident.

"What- wait…" Elliot, after the initial shock of the statement wears off, is too hit by a sudden memory. A memory of seeing 007n7 with a bit mark on his neck, of throwing a glass at Noli's head because of it…

"Do you remember speed dating?" 007n7 asks, turning quickly to look directly at Elliot. No other context given, but it would seem that Elliot would not need it, for hearing those last two words of the question brought back a torrent of memories he had since lost before.

"I- yes? I do now- How did we forget?" Elliot responds, stumbling through the many thoughts that had suddenly entered his brain.

"I don't know… But I think it has something to do with this." 007n7 responds, gesturing vaguely out towards the beach.

"We should search for others." Elliot says, conviction in his voice. "There might be others around.

"Yeah…" 007n7 agrees. Though, if prior experience (the speed dating) was anything to go by… they might not exactly like who else might be found on this beach.

They didn't need to search long.

The moment the two of them stepped outside of the hut, and their perspective of the beach increased, 007n7 noticed a huge difference between the beach's appearance when he went inside and when he emerged.

There were a lot more buildings than before.

All of them were suitably appearanced for a beach setting, but… the beach was most certainly barren when 007n7 woke up!

And not long after, other survivors started emerging from whenever they had woken up. First they bumped into a very anxious Noob, then a probably-heatsroking Taph, and then many more quickly followed. It wasn't just the people who got put through the Spectre's trials either; Builderman had found some of his construction workers around, Emma had unfortunately been found by Ethan (but does this really count?), and even 2x2's boat had moored upon the shore! They did wonder why they suddenly started catching salt water fish rather than fresh water fish…

Each and every one of them were just as confused as Elliot and 007n7 had been.

And then it got even more confusing.

As 007n7 had feared, it was quickly made evident that the survivors were not the only ones to find themselves in this peculiar situation…

It was unsurprising that C00lkidd found them first, he probably clocked his fathers position the moment he woke up on this beach too. 007n7 found himself in one of C00lkidd's signature tackle-hugs before he could even process what was going on. The sentinels were quick to try and intervene, or t the very least stand to attention, but 007n7 warded them off; C00lkidd seemed to just want his dad's attention, and had no intention of playing 'tag' with any of them right now.

Then more killers began to show up. First Bluudud, much to 118o8's delight, then Pr3typriincess, then the rest showed up. But it wasn't just them; those who lingered around the killer's cabin also seemed to be present too, so there was a lot more of them than the other survivors had be anticipating.

It was quite the standoff. No one knew what to do. The survivors, whilst in a tight-knit group and with the numbers to outnumber the killer's forces, were woefully ill-equip for a fight against so many powerful foes. The killers, whilst much more able to slaughter the survivors with ease also lacked the trust in each other to truly rely on one another.

So no one wanted to make the first move…

Except C00lkidd.

"Dad!" He calls out loudly.

"Er, yes 'Kidd? What is it?" 007n7 replies, nervous that his voice would be heard by the entire group in the dead silence that had befallen the people on the beach.

"Can we build a sandcastle?" C00lkidd asks, blissfully and innocently unaware of the tension between the adults present, staring up at his dad with much joy and excitement.

007n7 stares into his expectant face fo a few moments, somewhat envious of how unaware his son was in the face of this situation. "S-sure thing, son." 007n7 eventually replies, much to the squealing delight of C00lkidd.

"Yo, mom! We should built one too! Ours would be waaaay better than theirs." Bluudud shouts over to 118o8, with much emphasise on the latter sentence.

"Nuh uh!" C00lkidd retorts.

"Sure, sure." 118o8 responds, before the kids could get into a verbal spat.

"A castle? Without a princess? Inconceivable! I shall attend too!" Pr3typriincess exclaims, as if she didn't just want to build a sandcastle anyway.

"But no one will help you." C00lkidd taunts, earning him a light slap to the arm and a quickly scolding from 007n7. Pr3typriincess frowns at the comment.

"I will-" 226w6 interjects, quickly shoving their way out of the survivors crowd and approaching the kids. "I mean, I can. If you want."

"Oh. Thank you! Your assistance will be greatly appreciated!" Pr3typriincess remarks, bowing her head lightly.

With that sorted, the three hackers and the three children excused themselves from the group and went to find a nice, prime spot of sand to build some sandcastles. And wouldn't you know it! There were some plastic buckets lying around the beach! How convenient! That made building sandcastles with the kids much easier.

At some point during the castle-building, some sort of temporary truce must have been drawn between the survivors and the killers, because by the time 007n7 and C00lkidd finished building their 'totally cool and awesome castle', everyone else seemed to be mingling around with each other, doing activities you'd find around the beach.

Slasher was life guarding…

Guest 1337 was too…

2x2 was mass grilling the fish they had caught…

A bunch were playing volleyball…

It was… nice. Too nice. But 007n7 wasn't going to let this opportunity pass. He was going to take the time to enjoy as much of this as he could.

"Greetings, 7n7!" Two Time calls over to 007n7.

At some point whilst 007n7 and C00lkidd had been building their sand castle, Two Time had changed out of their usual attire and into a wet suit. Well, it was more suited for beach activities at least.

C00lkidd let out a small gasp, and cowered slightly behind his dad (difficult given his size). "Creepy smiley person…" C00lkidd whispers to himself.

"Oh, Two Time, did you want something?" 007n7 asks.

"Indeed. I was just wondering if you, and your son, would join me in some diving? The water looks simply divine! And-"

"-Oh no you don't!"

Before Two Time could finish their pitch, they find themselves being violently tackled to the ground by Azure. The two scrap for a few seconds, rolling about in the sand, but it would seem that Azure has the upper hand.

"Azure, what-?" 007n7 begins, taking a step forwards, hoping to defuse the situation.

Azure promptly gets to his feet, Two Time caught under one of his arms in a headlock. Not tight enough that they can't breathe, but Two Time claws viscously at Azure's arm in an attempt to break themselves free. "-Hey, 7n7, how 'bout we go rock-pooling instead? Would be better than diving in the dark water, where there might be creatures which could stab you whilst you are not looking, am I right?" With each emphasised word, Azure's arm would momentarily tighten on Two Time's neck, forcing a strangled gasp out of them.

"That sounds… oddly specific…" 007n7 remarks slowly, thoughtfully.

"What can I say? Just being carefully." Azure remarks very casually, but they give Two Time the most egregious side eye known to man.

"Release me-!" Two Time chokes out, only to have Azure's arm momentarily tighten again.

"Hush you," Azure reprimands Two Time, before turning his attention back to 007n7. "So, what do you say?"

"Uhm…" 007n7 looked down at Two Time, still struggling in Azure's arm. "How… about… we do both? The four of us. Go rock-pooling, then diving? Could be fun?" 007n7 eventually suggests.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh! Can we! Can we! Can we!" C00lkidd chirps in, the idea of looking for critters in both the rocks and water exciting him greatly.

"Hmmmm…" Azure stares down at Two Time again, gaze very scrutinous; Two Time stares back up at Azure, still struggling but eyes unreadable. "Fine," He eventually gives. "But you two should go change into something better for this. There's a building full of beachwear over there." Azure states, gesturing across the beach towards one of the small array of buildings that had miraculously showed up at some point over the time they had been at the beach.

"Yay!" C00lkidd cheers.

"Fine, but you better have let Two Time go by the time we get back."

"Sure, sure, we can have a nice little… catch up, whilst we wait." Azure slowly rubs a single tendril, painfully slowly, down the sit of Two Time's cheek as they say that.

What is going on between those two…?

Oh well! Not 007n7's problem!

He takes C00lkidd by the hand and the two start to make their way over to the buildings, C00lkidd babbling on about all the awesome little critters that he was hoping to find scuttling around the rocks. Honestly, 007n7 didn't care what they got up to, so long as C00lkidd was happy.

They were half way there when 007n7 spotted something: Shedletsky was skulking around some trees, hiding in the shade. One could suspect that he might not be a fan of the sun, but the evasiveness was not in Shedletsky's nature; he was loud, and proud of that.

"Hey, C00lkidd, you go on ahead, I'm just gonna talk to Shedletsky real quick."

"The malicious chicken man?" C00lkidd responds, sounding oddly nervous.

"He's fine, and I will be too. Just go pick yourself something to wear."

"Ok…" C00lkidd grumbles, continuing to stomp his way through the sand towards the building, periodically turning back to look at his dad, like he was suspecting something terrible to happen to him.

But nothing did.

007n7 simply speed-walks over to where Shedletsky was currently lurking.

"Hey, Shedletsky!" 007n7 calls out; Shedletsky startles slightly and spins around quickly to look at 007n7. "What are you up to?"

"Ah, 07! It's just you!" Shedletsky breaths out.

"Uh huh. Who you hiding from?" 007n7 asks.

"Shedletsky does not hide!" Shedletsky announces proudly, only to shrink in on himself a bit and continue in a lot more of a hushed tone. "…But, you know, I must be ready at all times, in case 1x1x1x1 decides to attack…"

"Ah, right…" 007n7 remarks. Yes, whilst everyone is being oddly passive right now… he highly doubted 1x1x1x1 would be so restrained the moment their crimson gaze landed on Shedletsky. So Shedletsky was right to try and avoid being seen… Which gave 007n7 a great idea! "Oh! I know! Me and some others are going rock-pooling and diving, I could invite 1x to come with us!"

"Wait. What." Shedletsky responds, blanking slightly.

"Yeah, we're going to a far end of the beach, so you'll be safe to relax for a while!" 007n7 continues, sounding very assured of his idea.

"That's not why-"

"-And Azure's coming with us. 1x and Azure get on, so I'm sure she'd agree to it."

"But, you shouldn't-"

"-Oh! There's 1x now! I'll go ask him now! You lay low until I get 1x to the rocks!"

"07, wait!" Shedletsky calls, reaching out towards 007n7.

But it was too late; 007n7 was already running off down the beach, towards where 1x1x1x1 was stalking around.

"Hey, 1x!" 007n7 calls out; 1x stops moving, observing expressionlessly as 007n7 comes running up to it."What are you up to?"

"It's just you, 7n7…" 1x1x1x1 remarks curtly; they seem neither bothered nor pleased to see him.

"Uh huh… So, what are you up to?" 007n7 continues, still trying to strike up the conversation with her.

"Shedletsky. The coward dares not to face me. I shall find and destroy him." 1x1x1x1 seethes, as if they had been expecting- anticipating- the man to come find them- or maybe 1x1x1x1 had been expecting to have located Shedletsky herself by now.

"He's probably just out having fun," 007n7 remarks with an awkward laugh. "Speaking of fun, you wanna come rock-pooling and diving with me?"

"An unnecessary deviation from my goal." 1x1x1x1 dismisses; 007n7 doesn't feel his stare too focused on him, and can only assume their eyes are still scanning the beach for signs of Shedletsky.

"Unnecessary how? You, uh, got all the time in the world to kill Shedletsky, I'm sure a little fun won't change anything." 007n7 tries to reason.

"I do not see how the tasks you presented can be construed as 'fun'." 1x1x1x1 states.

"Well… you want to learn about mortals, right? I'll show you if you just come."

007n7 reaches forwards and grabs one of 1x1x1x1's in his two, lightly tugging on it to try and prompt her to follow. 1x1x1x1 looks down at where their hands meet for a second, then another, then another, and now 007n7 is somewhat regretting trying to be so forward. He wishes 1x1x1x1 had more readable features, so he could try and figure out what was going on inside its head.

Finally, 1x1x1x1 takes a step forwards, to follow along behind 007n7, without saying another word.

Dropping one of his hands and keeping ahold of 1x with the other, 007n7 lets out a small sigh of relief, before taking 1x1x1x1 towards the building with all the swimwear, making sure their attention didn't fall in the direction that he had left Shedletsky in.

Shedletsky watches from where he was hiding with a mixture of shock, envy, and sadness. How was 007n7 able to convince 1x1x1x1 of all people to do, well, anything outside of hunting him down, but also maaaaaaaaan, it should be he, Shedletsky, who gets to hold 007n7's hand, and take a nice walk along the beach together!

"Ok, so, first we need to change into something different. Swimwear and all that." 007n7 explains as the two of them walked, staring up at 1x's face as he does.

"I do not require garments." 1x1x1x1 states plainly.

"Yeeeeah, I've noticed…" You all ever noticed that some of these people, specifically with the killers, are just butt-ass naked all the time? Because 007n7 certainly has. 007n7 tries his hardest not to look downwards as he says that. "But, you know, you gotta immerse yourself in the activities, right?"

"Hmm." 1x1x1x1 hums out, noncommittally.

The two of them arrive at the little, wooden building right as C00lkidd emerges from it. He's now got on some swimming trunks and is carrying some flippers, a snorkel, and a diving mask under his arms.

C00lkidd visibly perks up as he sees the two of them, and lets out a little gasp.

"Dad! Ms 1x! Are you coming too!" C00lkidd asks, bouncing in front of the two of them; the stuff in his arms almost slips out because of it.

"Yep, 1x will be joining us! We're just going to pick out some clothes, so why don't you go wait with Azure and Two Time- and make sure Azure's stopped strangling Two Time!" 007n7 explains to his son.

"Ok!" C00lkidd cheers back before bolting off down the beach, back in the direction that they had left Two Time and Azure.

And so it was 007n7's and 1x1x1x1's turn to try and pick out something to wear.

This was going to be easy for 007n7, he has a sense of style, even if his fashion choices are often questionable.

1x1x1x1 on the other hand… not so much.

007n7 is quick to pick out a pastel blue t-shirt with a floral pattern with a white undershirt that just seems made for him. He also puts on some khaki shorts. Not the best outfit for diving, but they're not his clothes so he doesn't care if he ruins them a bit.

Once changed safely in the privacy of a changing room, 007n7 approaches 1x1x1x1 to see how they are fairing with choosing something to wear.

Which was, as expected, not proceeding very quickly.

It was, to put lightly, a fucking weird sight to see 1x1x1x1, the Robloxia-ending threat that it was, staring blank faced at a rack full of colourful little swimsuits. They must have been skimming through them all the entire time 007n7 had picked and changed into his clothes, and had yet to decide. They were currently on a little red bikini set, but much like the others it got put back on the rail and pushed aside.

"See anything you fancy?" 007n7 asks, even if the answer was painfully apparent.

"I do not understand the function of these garments," 1x1x1x1 states, picking up another bikini set from the rail, only for that one too to get put back down. "They serve no tactical purpose, nor do they provide shelter from harm- threat or elemental- to mortals that wear them. For what purpose do they server?"

007n7 thinks the question is directed at him, rather than 1x1x1x1 just musing to themselves, though the being does not turn to look at him. Hard to tell when their tone rarely shifts.

He walks up to 1x1x1x1's side before he answers.

"It's less of a, uhm, how to put, physical purpose, more a, social one?" 007n7 explains, poorly. So he tries to elaborate a bit. "People prefer not to see, you know, certain parts of the body. You know, like, er, genitalia. It's a privacy thing."

"I do not posses genitalia, nor am I bothered by the physicality of your body."

"Er, thanks?" Is all 007n7 can think to give at the moment. "But other people do. So, we gotta cover." And because 1x1x1x1 definitely isn't going to make a decision anytime soon, and 007n7 doesn't want to keep the others waiting too long, he grabs the first swimsuit he can and yoinks it off the railing. "Here! This one looks cute and your size!"

It's just a little black one piece with some red accents, with a small decorative skirt, Nothing too fancy, which is probably for the best given who would be wearing it.

It sits in 007n7's outstretched arms for a few seconds, as 1x1x1x1 stares down at it. He probably has more questions to ask, but 007n7 really hopes it decides not to.

Finally, thankfully, 1x1x1x1 takes the swimsuit without another word.

And unlike 007n7, who needs the privacy of a changing room to get into his beachwear, 1x1x1x1 can just change on the main floor! 007n7 still looks away from her anyway. Out of respect.

Once changed, it was time for 007n7 and 1x1x1x1 to join with the other rock pool-diving group.

He takes 1x1x1x1 by the hand again and leads them out of the building and back onto the beach; 007n7 can still see Azure, Two Time, and C00lkidd on the distance, so points them out to 1x1x1x1 before leading him towards the three.

As they walk over to the others, 007n7 does spy Shedletsky skulking around in the distance, watching him walk with 1x1x1x1. 007n7 gives Shedletsky a smile and a small, subtle thumbs up to indicate that his plan was successful before returning his attention back to the group he was joining, failing to notice how Shedletsky's mood failed to improve, even though the imminent danger to his life was quite literally being taken away. Oh well.

As the two approach, C00lkidd gets all the more excited.

"Dad! Ms 1x! Can we rock pool now!?" C00lkidd asks, giddily bouncing about.

"Mhm!" 007n7 hums out chipperly. He turns from C00lkidd to look towards Azure and Two Time. "And I see you've upgraded Two Time from headlock to leash."

Two Time had, as 007n7 had told C00lkidd to request, been released from Azure's arm since he had been gone, but now they had a tendril wrapped tightly around their waist. Like, really tightly. At least it was better than being choked, 007n7 could assume.

"And if they're a good little dog-" Azure's tendril tightens momentarily, causing Two Time to let out a small wheeze. "-I might be so kind as to give them a treat later."

"This- is but another trial set before me!" Two Time wheezes out. "I shall overcome!"

007n7 has no fucking idea what is going on between those two and as much as he really, really wants to know… he's also too terrified to ask.

"Sure you will," Azure remarks, rolling his eyes before turning away from Two Time. "Shall we be off?"

And so the five of them headed away from the main beach, towards the area where the rocks would meet the tide.

Of course, C00lkidd went scrambling ahead, rambling on about how he was going to find all the cool critters in the rock pools.

Azure went off with Two Time- not that Two Time had any say in that matter- looking for interesting plants that would only grow in this environment. Two Time also wanted to look for critters, but alas they had to be a 'good little dog' and do what they were told…

Which left 007n7 alone with 1x1x1x1, and the joyous task of teaching them the fun of rock pooling.

"So! Rock pooling!" 007n7 announces, clapping his hands together. "Uh, where to begin… Well, when tides get low, water gets stuck in the rocks. And, you know, anything that was in the water gets stuck too. So all these little cracks could have some strange creatures and plants in them. From the deep sea. You following me?"

"Yes. So the purpose of this activity is to hunt for these creatures and plants?" 1x1x1x1 asks, squatting down next to a small pool, staring at the water with strange intensity.

"Uh huh." 007n7 responds with a small nod.

"Very well."

1x1x1x1 straightens up again.

Before 007n7 can say anything further, it reaches up to its eyes and proceeds to wrench them both clean out of their sockets.

As 1x1x1x1 does so, a sharp ringing echos out across the beach. Survivors all freeze near instantaneously, suddenly alert and ready to move. Noob reaches towards their waist, where something that isn't there would usually be stashed, and Two Time finds themselves a lot much hunched to the ground (and Azure has to really fight the urge to kick them down completely).

"Ah- wh- 1x! What are you-!?" 007n7 begins, finding themselves caught between panic and concern, which only doubles so when 1x1x1x1 draws a daemonshank out of thin air.

She raises the sword into the air, before plunging it swiftly into a near rock pool. A second later, she pulls it out again, only now it has a poor, unfortunate grab skewed on the end of it.

1x1x1x1 pulls the blade close and removes the crab from the end of the sword, before holding the dead crab out to 007n7 in one hand.

"Creature: found." He states plainly.

007n7 just blinks a few times, eyes otherwise unmoving from the dead animal being held to him, caught in utter disbelief. He didn't know what he was expected to do; was 1x1x1x1 expecting him to just take the dead crab from her hands???

"Hey!" C00lkidd shouts, jumping up from the pool he had been staring at. "That's cheating, you cheater!"

"Y-eah, no, uh, unstable eye-ing here…" 007n7 drawls out, carefully reaching up and retrieving the poor, dead crab from 1x1x1x1's hands. It never stood a chance…

"You did not express that there were rules to this activity." 1x1x1x1 says. C00lkidd has already returned to trying to catch stuff for himself.

"Well, there aren't really… But it loses some of the fun if you know exactly where the animals are." 007n7 explains.

"Inefficiency is required for this to be 'fun'?" 1x1x1x1 asks.

"Uh, yeah." 007n7 responds.

"Explain." 1x1x1x1 demands.

And so 007n7 was forced to explain how rock pooling becomes fun. In great detail. He spends most of the time he has designated to rock pooling talking 1x1x1x1 through one thing after the other.

The slight bonus was, now that 1x1x1x1 understood the 'rules' of rock pooling, it made for a much more pleasant experience, at least for 007n7. 007n7 would lift up random rocks, and 1x1x1x1 would grab anything that came scuttling out, with her bare hands, and boy was she quick. Sure, they accidentally crushed a bunch of animals… but once 007n7 had to explain they needed to be gentle too (so many strange rules to this activity…) they were finally able to catch some live creatures. This greatly pleased C00lkidd, who kept running over to pet all the strange marine life they had found with wonder and excitement sparkling in his eyes. It's just nice to see him behaving like a normal kid again…

Well, now that C00lkidd had petted and released many critters, and Azure had a large sample of plants they were hoping the Spectre would allow them to take back with they, it was time to indulge in what Two Time had originally wanted to do: diving!

Admittedly the clothes that 007n7 had picked out for himself weren't exactly diving clothes… but they also weren't his! He could afford to ruin these!

So, 007n7 helps his son enter the water slowly, because as much as C00lkidd was really, really tempted to just jump right in, he was also terrified that there might be monsters lurking in the water too. Admittedly, that was a worry that 007n7 had too, but he was still able to put on a brave face for his son, get in the water, and slowly ease C00lkidd into the water too. He seemed to relax more once he was in the water, and was immediately attacked by a kraken or sea serpent or whatever.

No, Two Time was not released from Azure's tendril for the diving. They were just gonna have to remain together throughout. Azure made Two Time swim in front, making a snide remark about not wanting Two Time anywhere near his back (perhaps the killer's mentioned Two Time's back stabbing tendencies to them, 007n7 had to wonder).

007n7 didn't even know if 1x1x1x1 knew how to swim- and they likely didn't, given how they stood at the edge of the rocks for a while after everyone else got into the water. It's not like they need to worry about drowning anyway, not having lungs and all that. Still, after observing the group for a while, he finally got into the water too. It's a good thing 1x1x1x1 learns and adapts quickly; regardless of whether they knew how to swim before today, they certainly were able to now.

With everyone now comfortably in the water, they all set off below, hoping to see some interesting marine ecosystems.

It was actually pretty fun. The marine life was all so pretty, and there even was what looked to be a coral reef!

…There was also a massive sea serpent down there, which Azure, C00lkidd, and 1x1x1x1 had to fight off. But! They killed it without issue! And that meant one thing! Exotic fish meat to give 2x2 later! Because who wouldn't want to try sea serpent meat! Well, 1x1x1x1 didn't seem too happy when 007n7 suggested giving the meat to 2x2, but 007n7 just assumed that 2x2 had to be yet another person 1x1x1x1 seemed to have some beef with.

Oh well, aside from the sea serpent, they were able to return to shore with out incident. They made sure to tell Slasher and Guest 1337 to make sure no one went swimming out too far, because who knows what other monsters there were.

With that done, it was time to find something else to do. Azure had already dragged Two Time off somewhere, and 1x1x1x1 had skulked off not long after they dropped the meat off at 2x2's grill, leaving 007n7 with his son.

C00lkidd makes the executive decision that it is time to play with the other children; 007n7 was going to follow him, but he was starting to feel rather thirsty. It was time to go look for something to drink, other than bloxy colas.

Author's note 1: My most unhinged ideas form whilst I'm at work and I think this is the longest section of this chapter. One of my specialities in fandom is finding a way to work a beach episode into things that have no damn business having a beach episode.

From what 007n7 could gather, there weren't that many drinks other than bloxy cola around. As much as an ice cold bloxy cola could be rather nice, he was hoping to have something a little more… refreshing.

So when he saw some people eating some fresh fruit, he had to ask them where they got it from; if he could get it pressed into some fruit juice and chilled, that would certainly hit the spot!

Once they had the beach cabin pointed out to him, he ran over with post haste.

Of course, things were never going to be that simple, were they?

The moment he stepped in the cabin, he kinda wished he didn't.

Standing in the middle of the room, staring down at a (quite frankly) massive pile of watermelons, was none other than Doombringer. Whilst he was in more beach-appropriate clothes, some shorts and a vest, that large helmet still remained and cast the unmistakable shadow.

007n7 froze, and immediately wanted to turn around and abort mission, but the door opening had alerted mr Doombringer to the fact that someone else had just entered the building and he turned to face the doorway, locking eyes with 007n7.

"So… the helmet stays on always?" 007n7 asks, a small smile tugging at the edges of his lips.

"You…" Doombringer returns, a small scowl adorned on his face.

They both stare at each other, unmoving, unspeaking, as if waiting for the other to say or do something first, and the air between the two of them tingles with an unspoken tension.

Ah… Wait… 007n7 just had a thought- a memory that caused a thought…

If he- and Elliot- suddenly remembered what happened before… does Doombringer now remember too…? 007n7 left some choice words hanging in the air by the end of their little dinner date didn't he?

Well, he might be in too deep now, isn't he? So he might as well keep digging.

007n7 makes the first move, taking precisely slow steps towards the admin, until he is within arms reach of the man. Doombringer doesn't move, but his eyes follow every minute movement 007n7 makes, trying to anticipate his next move.

007n7 simply stares up into Doombringer's eyes, doing everything in his power to not buckle under the eye contact before saying, "I meant every word I said."

"Excuse me?" Doombringer exclaims, a mild disgust behind his voice.

"You heard me. Every word." 007n7 reiterates.

Doombringer's eyes narrow, "I don't believe you."

"Suit yourself, but I could use a big, strong, handsome admin right now," 007n7 brushes past Doombringer, being sure that the contact between there arms lingered maybe a moment too long, before he approached the pile of watermelons and took one in his hands. He turns back to Doombringer, holding the large fruit in front of himself. "Because I was thinking of making everyone some watermelon juice, but there's no way little ol' me can crush enough watermelons."

"I'm not helping you." Doombringer snaps.

"Shame. Guess I'll go look for Shedletsky. He's a big, strong, handsome admin too, I bet he can crush watermelons just as well." He knew comparing Doombringer to any of the other admins would tick him off, and he was correct. Doombringer practically buzzes with barely contained annoyance.

"Don't you dare compare me to-"

"-Shedletsky heard someone say his name!" Speaking of, the man in question just kicked in the beach cabin door and came skipping in happily. "And it was followed by the words 'big', 'strong', and 'handsome' which is obviously correct!"

It was only then that Shedletsky truly realised who was in the room, and his face fell into a slight frown at the sight of Doombringer and 007n7 standing awfully too close to each other.

Of course, 007n7 quickly pulls away from Doombringer and takes a step towards Shedletsky.

"Shed! Great timing! Can you crush these watermelons for me? I wanna make everyone some watermelon juice!" 007n7 asks, holding the watermelon he had in his hands towards Shedletsky.

Shedletsky's chest puffs out immediately, and a big grin plasters itself across his face.

"Of course!" He bounds over immediately and takes the watermelon from 007n7, who then quickly grabs a wooden bucket for collecting the juice. "Unlike some people, I don't need a big hammer to crush watermelons! I can do it with my bare hands!" Shedletsky announces proudly.

He then takes the watermelon between his two hands and squeezes until it pops, and its juicy, tasty contents spill out into the wooden bucket.

"See? No hammer required!" Shedletsky boasts, standing proudly over the bucket of broken watermelon and spilling juice.

"Thanks Shed, you're the best." 007n7 exclaims, clapping his hands together. He was half tempted to give Shedletsky a peck on the cheek, just to really rub things in on Doombringer, but he opted against it. If they remembered what happened on this day- whether that be whilst Forsakened or outside of it (if they ever got put)- he would never live down the embarrassment, and that would be a long conversation he'd have to have with Shedletsky.

Besides, the compliment was enough to send Shedletsky's ego sky high whilst simultaneously sending Doombringer into a fury (although that one may be because of Shedletsky's repeated insinuations of being stronger than him).

And of course, that injustice could not stand!

"You think I couldn't crush these fruits with my bare hands too? Please, something as trivial as this-" Doombringer bends down and grabs his own fresh watermelon from the watermelon pile. "-is no match for the strength of Doombringer!"

And like that, he was able to crush the watermelon easily between his two hands.

Whilst 007n7 clapped his hands and sung Doombringer's praises, Shedletsky only seemed to scowl harder and harder.

And so, 007n7 had the bright and brilliant idea, one that could prove which of these muscular and powerful admins was truly the strongest. A simple test: they would both crush watermelons with their bare hands and collect the juice in the buckets, whoever had the most would be the winner. Plus 007n7 would get the watermelon juice after. It was a win-win situation for all parties involved!

007n7 sat on a nearby bench, watching in stricken awe at the most impressive display of masculinity and strength. He was almost transfixed by the way the watermelon juice would splash out from between their hands, drenching up their arms and across their clothes, causing them to have almost an ethereal sheen upon their skin.

Alas all good things have a tendency to come to an end too quickly.

It was when a sword came hurtling through the air, striking through Shedletsky's torso did 007n7 suddenly remember one awful truth: 1x1x1x1 was no longer being distracted from hunting the man.

In a matter of seconds, the beach hut was turning into a blood bath. 1x1x1x1 and Shedletsky were fighting, and Doombringer got involved, somehow, and if 007n7 didn't do something to stop the three then he might lose all his watermelon juice in the carnage.

Which lead to 007n7 doing the only logical thing he could think to do to try and get them to stop: he threw a watermelon at 1x1x1x1.

He was aiming for her sword, with the intention of knocking it out of its grasp and giving himself an opening to try and talk them down.

Instead it hit 1x1x1x1 square in the face. She turns slowly to glare a deathly stare at the man, which was only mildly made more bearable to withstand by the dripping juices of watermelon pouring down their face.

"I-I'm so sorry!" 007n7 exclaims, hands immediately clasping to his face in shock and panic. "I-it's just- I just can't have you fighting Shedletsky and Doombringer right now! I need them for the watermelons!"

"I care not for your whims if they stand between me and the death of Shedletsky."

"I- I know, but…" 007n7 had a genius idea, one that might be able to pacify 1x1x1x1 , maybe. "Wait. 1x? You're stronger than Shedletsky and Doombringer, right?" He asks, sounding as innocent as he can with his question.

"Yes." 1x1x1x1 answers.

"No!" Shedletsky cries out.

"No." Doombringer seethes.

"Well, prove it." 007n7 challenges; he picks up the nearest watermelon to himself and throws it over to 1x1x1x1 lightly. She catches it, staring down at the large fruit. "They've been crushing watermelons for me. Bare handed. Can you crush watermelons too?"

"Such a trivial task is your test of strength?" 1x1x1x1 asks, turning its eyes back to 007n7.

"Well, we've been collecting the juice in buckets too," 007n7 kicks an empty wooden bucket over in 1x1x1x1's direction. "So everyone can have a nice drink later." The justification for the trial is not one that 1x1x1x1 understands.

"Ah, no need to explain it to him 07," Shedletsky states, grabbing another watermelon from the pile. "You got me after all! And I'm all you need!" Shedletsky then crushes the watermelon between his two hands, spilling the contents into his own bucket.

Something about what Shedletsky said irked 1x1x1x1, more so than anything that ever came out of the mouth of their creator usually would. They cared not for the reason behind it, only that they would not stand this indignation.

"Your meagre displays of strength pale in comparison to your betters," 1x1x1x1 holds the watermelon that 007n7 had thrown to them high into the air. "If this is your test of strength, then I shall show you true form!"

1x1x1x1 then closes her fist around the base of the watermelon; it caves in easily, spilling the juices out in front of her. Most of the juices miss the bucket, unfortunately, but it was still better than nothing.

"Woooow, one handed too? You're so strong!" 007n7 whistles out in awe. "Maybe I should have just asked you first!"

Neither Doombringer nor Shedletsky liked that comment.

How dare 1x1x1x1 one up them!

1x1x1x1 on the other hand… didn't know how they felt. The compliment was a simple statement of fact, on she herself as well aware of, yet hearing it from 007n7 made it feel… different. It didn't understand the changes inside its body. She would just note this weird sensation for later evaluation, and see if it occurs again in other circumstances.

But what 1x1x1x1 does understand is that, for whatever reason, 007n7's words sparked rage and despair in Doombringer and, more importantly, Shedletsky. Therefore this test of strength, as trivial as it may seem, must be completed with upmost efficiency.

So the watermelon crushing resumed, much to 007n7's relief, only now with an added participant. He takes his seat back down on the bench and continues to watch in awe; man, why couldn't he be as strong as any of those three? It would have made caring for a child all the more easier.

He continues to watch, enamoured by the display. It was much better than watching them fight, that was for sure.

"You're all so strong- crush them between your thighs next!" And those words slipped out of 007n7's mouth before he could stop them. Even his hands flying up to smack himself in the mouth was not enough to stop him.

Both Doombringer and Shedletsky paused immediately, watermelons left uncrushed, both turning to look over at 007n7 was a mixture of confusion, shock, and so other unreadable emotions.

1x1x1x1 only stops too when they note the strange reaction of the to others, and also turns to 007n7, expecting some sort of clarification to why the to men had such a strange reaction to such a simple request.

"I-I- I- what I mean- what I meant was- uh- well- you all clearly have amazing upper arm strength! So- uh- why not test leg strength now, and, yeah! And- well- this'll still get the watermelon juice, you know. Ha ha ha… ha…" 007n7's rambling is only ended when he swiftly grabs a nearby can of bloxy cola, cracks it open, and begins loudly sipping out the contents whilst avoiding eye contact with everyone else in the room.

Boy did he sure hope he'll never have to remember this day again. His face was as red as a beetroot!

"Well, Shedletsky is no coward!" Of course Shedletsky was the first to jump to perform the task; after making that statement, Shedletsky hopped onto a nearby seat to balance himself and placed the watermelon between his legs. He then squeezed and squeezed until it burst, spilling the contents into the bucket, over his thighs, and staining his shorts. "Tada! Perfect leg strength!" Shedletsky announces proudly. "Though now my thighs are a little sticky…"

"I do not see how this task could invoke fear for performance to render you not a coward. Irregardless, I will not falter behind this poor excuse for mortal strength." 1x1x1x1 says before assuming a similar position to Shedletsky and crushing a watermelon between its legs just as easily as Shedletsky did.

"Do you ever shut up?" Doombringer hisses out, clearly not a fan of 1x1x1x1's very wordy way of phrasing literally everything.

Unfortunately for Doombringer, he was basically forced to also participate in the 'test of leg strength' because of both 1x1x1x1 and Shedletsky agreeing to it. He could not appear weak or cowardly before those two, he would never hear the end of it.

Doombringer, much like the previous two, didn't have any trouble crushing watermelons between his thick, thick thighs…

Ok, 007n7 was doing his damned hardest not to look at this point, but his evil eyes get wandering back over to the group, enticed by the preformative display which he had admittedly convinced them into performing. This was all his doing. And even if he had the strength to peel his eyes away for a second, he would find himself instinctively looking back every time the loud, wet squelch of a conquered watermelon rang out across the room, which was all too often.

They were all very soaked in watermelon juice by now…

Oh lord what had he gotten himself into…

He needed to get out of here. Fast.

"Ahaha, hey guys, I'm just- I'm just gonna look for some ice! For the watermelon juice! Yeah! So, uh, you guys keep at that whilst I'm gone! Bye!" 007n7 declares, all but leaping from his seat and running out the room, unable to hide the shame he was feeling.

The outside heat could not compare to the heat that was plaguing his face, and because there was no real sun in this place, he couldn't argue that the redness was sunburn!

Well, distraction time! There had to be some sort of stall, or bar, where he could find some ice.

His steps were hurried as he all but fled from the scene.

Fortunately for 007n7, there were many little stalls/bars around the beach; they all only stocked bloxy cola, for some reason, but he had to assume there was a chance that they stocked up on ice in them too. Because who didn't love an ice cold bloxy cola? Well, right now he wanted something a little more refreshing and hydrating than a cola.

He entered one of the little bar areas, and this one was relatively empty, aside from Itrapped.

"Oh! Uh, hi Itrapped!" 007n7 exclaims as he approaches the counter. He hadn't spoken to this man much before, so he really didn't know what to say, or how he would respond. "Uhm, is there any ice behind there?"

"Why?" Itrapped inquires, already sounding suspicious of 007n7.

"Uhm, thinking of getting some for the watermelon juice some of the guys are making." 007n7 explains.

"Hm." Itrapped turns his head downwards slightly, looking below the bar top. "Yes. There is ice here."

"Sweet." 007n7 says as he rounds the bar. "Uh, Itrapped? What is this?"

There certainly was plenty of ice behind the bar, but there was just a slight ice: all the ice was in massive blocks, unbroken up, too big to fit into a glass.

"Ice. As you asked." Itrapped said; 007n7 would expect that to be some sort of humoured response, but Itrapped delivered that line so seriously that he isn't too sure what to think.

"Yeah… Are you able to break it up?" 007n7 eventually asks. He doesn't want to ask, but there was no way he was going to break apart those lumps of ice himself.

"Why should I do such a thing?" Itrapped asks, sounding very disgusted at the mere thought of having to help 007n7.

"Uh, you're the one with the sword?" Itrapped's face is always obscured, but 007n7 can definitely feel a dagger-piercing glare upon him.

"C'mon 'trapped!" Whoa! Wild Chance appears! Right on the other side of Itrapped! "Help a friend of a friend out! You'd make a great mixologist, I'm sure you could handle the bar ice!"

"This is a waste of my time." Itrapped grumbles, pushing past 007n7 to leave the bar.

"Now, now, my friend," Oh look, a wild Mafioso too! And he has all his men with him too! This bar is suddenly getting a bit too crowded for 007n7's liking. "Lets not be too hasty. I too, would simply… love… an ice cold drink." Itrapped's firm gaze was rested of Mafioso, not that the man seemed to be bothered by it. "If you would not do this fine gentleman the favour, perhaps you would do it for me?"

Itrapped knew Mafioso's game, knew what the man was up to. It made him of half the mind to simply continue to reject being turned into free labour.

But that would do him no favours. He's smart enough to know that.

"…Fine… I'll do it…" He eventually sighs out, returning to behind the bar.

"Oh! Thank you!" 007n7 exclaims gratefully. "I'll just go back and get the juice!" 007n7 remarks, heading out of the bar to return to where he had left Doombringer, Shedletsky, and 1x1x1x1.

And of course they are fighting again by the time he gets back to them…

But at least now he can distract them with one final test of strength! Pushing their respective buckets all the way to the bar where Itrapped was preparing the ice! A real test of entire body strength, it was perfect.

1x1x1x1 got there first.

Author's note 2: I'm going to say for the record that the main reason this chapter is connected to the valentines day chapter is solely because I wanted to continue to abuse Doombringer lmaoooo.

Is 007n7 being truthful to Doombringer or just rage baiting? Who knows! Personally I'm picking the just rage baiting option but I'll leave it up to reader interpretation.

Any future 'special' chapters probably won't be connected to past ones so this is the end of the Doombringer saga sorry gang.

Also, 1x originally was not going to be in this segment but I added them because I can and I'm just a little bit of a poisonburger fan.

After all that 007n7 had been through, it was nice to just stand around, ice cold watermelon juice in hand, watching the kids splash about in the shallow water. It was also comforting to see that both Slasher and Guest 1337 had taken up life guarding duties, so the kids were going to be alright even if 007n7 was distracted.

Alas, poor should have learnt by now not to let his guard down for too long.

"Ooooh SEVEN!" A familiar voice shrills out from behind him.

He doesn't have time to turn around- or even really react in general- before a pair of arms snaked around his waist, hoisted him in the air, and spun him around like he weighed nothing at all.

Then again, to someone like Noli, he probably doesn't weigh anything.

"Ah, Noli!" 007n7 exclaims as he finally catches his bearings, though he is a little dizzy now.

"Teehee! I got you!" Noli giggles out, like a fucking little school girl, still clinging to 007n7's waist, though sticking his head round him to look up at his face.

"Noli, you… bastard!" 007n7 daze and gentle demeanour vanish immediately as he started violently smacking the void deity in the arm with much furiosity. "You. Bit. Me!"

Noli finally released him to jump back, a look of hurt, betrayal, and indignation.

"You had that EVIL PIZZA BOY through a glass at me!" Noli declares, pointing an accusative finger back at 007n7.

"I threw the glass at you!" 007n7 lies, hoping the anger in his voice would make him more believable.

"You? Please! YOU COULDN'T EVEN HIT THE BROAD SIDE OF A BARN WITH A BEACH BALL!" Noli retorts.

007n7 huffs out, annoyed; he doesn't want to ruin the one day he might actually get to relax by being mad at Noli. He will have to get his bloody revenge another time.

"Well, what do you want?"

"Our audience demands a spectacle! You know what that means?"

It takes 007n7 a second.

"Oh- oh no- oh no, no, no, no, no! I'm not doing that again!" 007n7 returns, hands on his hips as he stares across at Noli.

"But you must! For the continuity of our show!"

"Continuity be damned! You bit me last time!"

"I pinky, pinky promise not to bite again if you BREAK ME OFF A PIECE OF THAT KITKAT BAR!"

"Urrgh…" 007n7 groans, face planting into his palms. Noli was not going to relent, was he? "Fine, fine, you win! We can have another 'quickie'- so long as there is no biting." 007n7 concedes.

"YES! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Noli cheers at the top of his lung, grabbing 007n7 by the hand and sprinting (dragging him along behind) towards the nearest, unoccupied beach hut.

"Noli! We're still just pretending, right?" 007n7 asks as he gets dragged along. He's not sure why he feels compelled to ask, but there is something about Noli's demeanour that is making him feel like he just agreed to more than he was expecting.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Noli does not respond, but his laughing becomes even more maniacal- the most 007n7 has ever heard it before.

"Noli! We're still just pretending, right!?" 007n7 asks frantically.

The door to the beach hut shuts behind them.

Elliot was having a pretty good day, all things considered. After the initial confusion of waking up on this weird beach, having a standoff with the killer's, and then the tentative agreement to not attack each other, things have been going pretty smoothly. And the cherry on top? 2x2 has been grilling fish all day, so Elliot doesn't have to do any cooking duties! He can just focus on trying to relax, not catering to other people.

Currently he was just taking a small walk through the sands, people watching. Everyone was enjoying a wide array of beach activities, but Elliot just didn't know what he wanted to do right now. He could join in with the volleyball games, go swimming, or maybe catch up with that Azure fellow he met during speed dating (he could have sworn he saw them dragging Two Time around earlier), yet he just couldn't settle on one thing.

Elliot's thoughts got interrupted as he was passing by a small row of beach huts, when the door to one of them was loudly banging open. He flinched away from the sound, but spun around to see what had just happened.

007n7 stood in the doorway, huffing loudly as if exhausted, with both arms rested on the frame of the door. His clothes were ruffled- torn in places- and his hair was completely dishevelled.

"07? Are you ok?" Elliot asks, clearly concerned. "You look like you were attacked!" Wait… this feels familiar…

"I'm fine. Was just- I'm fine…" 007n7 responds, slowly stumbling away from the doorway, letting the door swing shut as he slowly approaches Elliot.

Elliot looks 007n7 up and down; aside from his clothes being rumpled for what Elliot could only assume was some sort of scuffle, he was thankfully missing a detail that would have worried him the most. Elliot was still a little concerned though.

"Are you sure?" Elliot presses.

"Yeah, I'm-"

But 007n7 could not finish his sentence; the door to the beach hut was once again thrown open with a loud bang, only this time it was presenting a very proud, very energetic Noli.

"I blew that man's mind and his back out!" Noli declares out the top of his lungs, pointing a single finger at 007n7.

And the air just cracked like a snap of electricity between both Elliot and 007n7; both of them stare back at Noli, frozen in spot, with a look of mortified shock, pale faced and unblinking.

007n7 was the first to snap out of it, the shock being washed off of him and replaced with nothing but indignant rage.

"No! We were just pretending!" 007n7 shouts back.

"Uh huh, uh huh, walk straight then." Noli returns.

"I will! Right out of here!" 007n7 shouts, turning on his heels and his back to Noli and storms away, to the best of his abilities, he might have slipped a bit on the sand.

Noli hadn't expected him to actually walk away, and quickly runs down the steps to the beach hut and onto the sand, stopping next to Elliot.

"Wait, SEVEN! Get back here! WE WERE MEANT TO BE!" Noli screams across the beach, likely confusing any poor soul who heard- in fact, this entire exchange was likely going to be causing a lot of questions, ones which 007n7 would not want to answer.

"No!" 007n7 shouts back, without turning back to Noli. Too annoyed to face.

"You can't deny our love! We'll be the fan favourites of the Spectre's show! They'll make fanart and write fanfiction of us! You'll see!" Noli continues, each word sounding more ridiculous to 007n7 than the last. "We'll be the number two couple- second only to Azure and Two Time!"

007n7 stops, turns on his heels, and points a finger at Noli. He is really being pushed to his limits here. "No! I don't wanna hear anything from you!" He then turned back around and finished his angry retreat, leaving Noli and Elliot in his dust.

Elliot just stares across at the beach at the leaving 007n7, trying to make heads or tails of what he had just listened to.

Noli stood in mild shock for a few seconds, before letting out a saddened sigh, head falling downwards.

"We're in our divorce arc right now…" Noli laments mournfully. It only lasts a second; a wicked idea passes through his head and he wasn't about to let it go. "Which means I need a rebound!" Elliot did not feel safe all of a sudden. And he was right not to. Noli leaned an arm against a conveniently placed palm tree that Elliot was standing near and leaned in close to him. "Hey there, BABY GIRL, you fancy a quickie in that beach hut? I won't bite! Promise!"

"Wh- what?" Elliot stammers out, slowly turning to look at Noli. The void deity may have a wide grin plastered across his face, but Elliot knew he has never been more serious about something ever.

Noli took Elliot gently by the hand and began walking him towards the beach hut.

"Fear not, EVIL PIZZA BOY, for I shall make this worth your while!" Noli announces, right as he shuts them both in the beach hut.

Author's note 3: This was the second reason that this chapter relates to the valentine's one lmao, though I only thought to do it after I came up with Doombringer's.

The phrase 'I blew that man's mind and his back out' has been plaguing me since I first thought up of it back in February because yes, I first started writing/planning some of this back in February.

Obligatory I'm leaving it up to interpretation if they faked or not, but personally I'm picking it's faked. I know, I know, I keep picking the not shippy options (see Doombringer) but it's just funnier to me that way ok? You all can still read it as they actually got freaky in there! That's the point!

007n7 was too angry and annoyed to realise that it was probably a bad idea to leave Elliot alone with Noli, but at that exact moment all he wanted to do was get as far away from the void deity as he possibly could.

Once he was a suitable distance away he finally stopped, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. He couldn't let Noli's antics ruin his day. He just couldn't.

So, he looked around for something to do. He didn't feel up to doing any sporting activity, as his legs were still a little bit shaky, so he needed to find something chill to do. Maybe some sun bathing- or at least pretending to sun bathe? That could be nice; he could watch the kids play again whilst he was doing so.

As 007n7 approaches the sun loungers, he notes that there is only one person currently using them: Builderman. He hasn't really changed into beach attire, still wearing his jeans and red shirt, only having taken off his hoodie. And of course the hard hat is still on (he would upset both Builderman and Doombringer if he pointed out that they both refused to remove their headwear even in the heat, wouldn't he?).

The man definitely has not relaxed for a single second since they've been on this beach, that much was obvious. He wasn't even lounging on the sun lounger; back straight and tense, eyes alert, he was constantly scanning the motions on the sand, looking for potential danger, not just to himself but to all the other survivors. How noble of him.

How foolish too; there was only one of him, and everyone had spread themselves thin across the beach, survivors and killers grouping together all other the place. If he thinks his watch is actually going to be keeping anyone safe then he is in for a rude awakening.

"Hey, Builderman…" 007n7 calls out as he approaches the sun loungers, taking one of the ones that was next to the one that Builderman sat on. "Trouble relaxing?"

"Everyone's calm. Too calm." Builderman responds; he barely turns to look at 007n7 before he is back to staring out across the beach.

Every scream, every noise, every sudden movement has the man on alert, just waiting for some violent and gruesome display from their enemies. Yet nothing came to pass. The screams were that of joy, the noises were just that of the beach activities, and the sudden movements were only that of people moving around.

"I'll take that as a yes." 007n7 states plainly as he takes his seat, leaning backwards to pretend to sunbathe.

"How can they all just trust these killers to not attack them?" Builderman asks through gritted teeth. It was startling to him- and everyone to be honest- how quickly everyone agreed to this truce, so is it so bad for Builderman to be sceptical of them all? The people who were- and will continue to- kill them all without a second of hesitation?

"Because they want a break from the Spectre's trials as much as we do?" 007n7 suggests, staring up at the sky, still maintaining his 'sunbathing' appearance.

"Conjecture. Someone has to keep watch." Builderman states, this seemingly being his final decision on the matter.

"Man, just relax." 007n7 groans out. He needed to think of a way to get this man to relax- or even to just distract himself- and there was only one thing he could of think of what could get Builderman to do such a thing: having a little project to work on. And 007n7 had just the idea on how to do that. "Hey, didn't I promise to show you how c00lgui works?" That statement certainly caught his attention, even if Builderman was so clearly trying to desperately avoid taking the obvious bait. "I mean, we might not remember that promise from before again… So our best bet would be to do it no, right? And then hope if we ever escape the Spectre these memories come back, right?"

Builderman pressed his lips into a thin line, conflicted thoughts passing through his head. 007n7's logic was sound; whilst there was every chance they would all forget what happened today, it was also the one time they could remember 007n7's deal from before. If he ever wanted the unprecedented opportunity to look at the c00lgui- because 007n7's usually very, very protective of that thing- that he would be missing out on if he didn't take the bait.

Eventually, Builderman sighs.

He has been defeated.

"…Fine. Show me yer' device." Builderman finally concedes, though it takes him a second or two to actually turn away from the rest of the beach and face 007n7.

"Great!" 007n7 gets up from his sun lounger, and shoves it across the sand until it is pressed against the one that Builderman was sitting on, before plopping himself back down on top. "Ok. Hold out your hands." 007n7 instructs.

Builderman does so, albeit a bit awkwardly; he's used to being the one telling others what to do.

007n7 pulls out his c00lgui, the little device appearing before his finger tips as if it belonged, floating just in front of himself. He reaches the arm it is attached to over to Builderman's outstretched hands.

"You got it?" He asks as the c00lgui hangs between them.

"How am I suppose to know?" Builderman asks, staring at the c00lgui between them. There was no feeling, no sensation, that seemed to indicate anything to suggest he was holding it.

"Like this." 007n7 quickly retreats his arm.

The c00lgui drops.

Builderman moves to grab it, almost instinctively, like he just saw 007n7 drop a glass that he could catch in time.

But the c00lgui didn't fall completely. After the initial retreat from 007n7, it now hung suspended in the air in front of Builderman's finger tips, like it was waiting for him to interact with it, the red glow an enticing trap.

"You could have said." Builderman grumbles. Slowly, hesitantly, he pulls his arms closer to his chest. He half expected the c00lgui to just drop onto the sun lounger the moment he moved, whatever it was doing to attach to him being disturbed, but it simply followed along the motions of his arms, coming closer to Builderman.

"More fun like that." 007n7 replies, trying to sound casual but there is the slightest of grins pulling at the edges of his lips.

It's not like Builderman cares too much, in reality, as he is already being enamoured by and fascinated with the c00lgui in his hands.

"So, how does it work?" Builderman asks.

"First things first, you need to know why people exploit." 007n7 responds.

"Which is?" Builderman asks, a slight raise to his brow.

"It varies from person to person, but your most common exploiter- the ones you will deal with the most- have one goal in mind: fun." 007n7 explains.

"Fun?" Builderman repeats back. There's a little disbelief to his voice, but, after a second of thought, he did seem to buy it a bit more. The most common exploiters are pretty young, after all.

"Yeah. Whether your giving yourself powers, giving yourself gear, or bullying kids, it's all about having fun- or ruining other's fun. Either way." 007n7 continues with his explanation.

"Roblox is fun without exploits." The way Builderman frowns as he says it makes it sound like he is offended.

"Ok, but your fun has rules. Ours does not. No rules, no limits."

"That can be dangerous." Builderman states, frown deepening.

"Oh absolutely, but do you think we care?"

"S'pose not," Builderman responds. He still faces the c00lgui, but looks over at 007n7 with his eyes. "So how does it work?"

"Well, for now we'll just do some simple stuff- commands and stuff. Let's see…" 007n7 scans over the surrounding beach, looking for some victims people he could use as an example. There was a few people playing volleyball. That could work. "Ok, look over there!" He says, pointing over to where they were. Builderman turns his gaze to the volleyball game; the people playing seemed to be having a good time… And now to ruin it. "Focus your attention on that game, then type into the c00lgui '; gravity off' and watch the magic happen. Do it right, and it should only affect them."

"What if I do it wrong?" Builderman asks, ever the worrier.

"I'm here. I'll fix it." 007n7 reassures.

Builderman takes a deep sigh, as if this was some horrific fate he had resigned himself to and not something that he had willingly agreed to do. "Ok…"

He still takes a few seconds to actually do the deed, as if he was silently begging the volleyballers, himself, the world, for forgiveness for what he was about to do.

Yet he does it. Eventually. He types into the c00lgui what he was instructed to.

And the effects take place almost instantaneously.

Veeronica goes to hit the ball as it comes towards her, yet it never connects; the ball begins to float off slowly away from her. She looks confused for a second, until she realises that she herself- and everyone else playing with her for that matter- a floating off the ground too. The only reason the net didn't go with them all was because the posts had it fastened into the ground. They all fell into a confused panic as they tried to ground themselves once more.

"Ok, ok. '; Gravity on' now." 007n7 instructs. He doesn't want to leave the volleyball players hanging… literally.

Builderman does so, much more willingly.

Much like before, the effect is instant. As soon as Builderman types in the command, all the volleyball players fall back onto the ground; the ball hits Jane on the head as it returns to earth so now Builderman just feels really, really guilty for doing that to the players.

But he couldn't dwell on it for too long, for 007n7 had to search the beach for more inspiration, to give Builderman some more hands on experience with how the c00lgui works.

And then it hit him.

Shedletsky was sitting not too far away from the two of them, on a little beach chair, underneath a little beach umbrella. Had that been the end of what 007n7 could see, he likely would not have been tempted to mess with Shedletsky.

But there was one thing that drew him to Shedletsky.

On the sand, right against the beach chair, is a bucket of chicken, one which Shedletsky keeps mindlessly reaching down, grabbing a leg, and consuming as he continued to stare off across the beach.

The audacity! 2x2 has been grilling seafood and preparing other beach appropriate foods all day! And Shedletsky is just sitting there, eating chicken??? Something he eats every day??? This crime against the nature of the beach can not stand!

007n7 turns back to Builderman.

"Look at Shedletsky. Now lower. Bucket of chicken. Type '; delete bucket of chicken'. Do it now!" 007n7 tells him, right as Shedletsky pulls out yet another leg of chicken from the bucket. Builderman looks over at 007n7 for a few seconds, confliction clear upon his face; of course he would not want to mess with his friend. "Come on, Builder! You want Shed to eat other stuff too, right?"

Well. He got Builderman there. He did want Shedletsky to improve his diet some, for if he isn't eating pure chicken, his dishes have chicken in them. The bucket had to go.

So he does it. He types the command into the panel.

And like that, there was no more bucket of chicken.

After Shedletsky finishes eating the leg that he had, he reached down to where the bucket had been, yet his fingers connects with nothing. He closes and opens his fingers a couple of times, before waving his hand around a bit, finally he actually looks down to see.

"Hey!" Shedletsky shouts, now more alert as he leans over the side of the beach chair. "Who took my chicken!" Looking up, the first people he can see is Builderman and 007n7, with the former holding the latter's c00lgui. "Was it you two?"

"Nope. We've been messing around with gravity." 007n7 lies effortlessly, because

"Did you make my chicken float away?"

"Shed, the chicken would be above you if we did." 007n7 points out.

Shedletsky still feels the need to look up; alas, the chicken was not floating above him.

Shedletsky sits back into his chair. "Now what am I gonna eat…?" Shedletsky grumbles to himself, a pout across his face, folding his arms across his chest.

"2x2 has been grilling fish all day, have you tried any yet? It's really good!"

"Fish isn't the same…"

"Come on Shedletsky! Do it for 2x2!" 007n7 argues, though he can clearly tell that Shedletsky was not going to budge easily. So he was going to have to make further argument. "…And me?" He adds, more as a joke than anything else, batting his eyelashes at Shedletsky whilst making a very exaggerated pleading face.

"…Fine…" Shedletsky concedes, pushing himself to his feet and stomping off across the sand, in the direction of 2x2's grill.

"Huh. Guess that worked." 007n7 remarks with a shrug.

"Wonder why…" Builderman says, but it feels like he isn't telling something.

Oh well.

"Well, I've done enough sitting around, so I'm gonna take a small walk. I'll leave you with my gui so you can, you know, test some stuff- don't break it though."

"What if I fix it before you get back?"

"…Were you thinking of breaking it?"

"Not anymore."

007n7 sighs, but he still gets up and leaves anyway. Even if Builderman did break it, he was sure he'd be able to fix it again later… provided he didn't completely fuck it up.

Author's note 4: yeah, yeah, yeah, at this point all the scenarios just relate to the previous special rip.

As 007n7 was taking his little walk, he happened upon Noob. They were being very fidgety, and nervous, looking over their shoulder constantly, which usually wouldn't be anything surprising from them, but given how everyone was enjoying themselves, 007n7 felt the need to see what was up.

"Hey Noob!" He calls out as he approaches them; Noob jumps a little at the sound of the address. "You ok?"

"Ah, y-yes…" Noob responds, very unconvincingly.

007n7 raises an eyebrow, but doesn't say anything. Not initially at least. It is when Noob looks over their shoulder again that he notices that they've been looking over in the same direction each time.

So 007n7 looks over too, to see what they've been looking at this entire time.

The only thing of note that he could see was that Guest 666 was curled up underneath a palm tree, eyes half-lidded but very much still awake. He's pretty sure they've been lying under that tree for most of the day.

"Is 666 scaring you?" 007n7 asks cautiously.

"A-ah. N-no…" Noob is shocked to be caught out so easily. They look over at Guest 666 again, before turning back to 007n7. "I just- I just wanted to, uhm, talk to them, but… I don't know what to say…"

"Huh." 007n7 had always assumed that Guest 666 terrified Noob, they always seem to make extra effort to avoid them when they are the killer. Maybe not then. "Well… wait here a sec."

007n7 quickly runs off to the bar where Itrapped had left all the ice he had prepped. He grabs two glasses full of ice in one hand, and precariously balances two cans of bloxy cola in the other, then returns to where he left Noob.

"How about you," He hands the glasses to Noob. "Offer to share an ice cold bloxy cola with them?" He then pours the bloxy colas into the glasses in Noob's hands.

"I suppose I could try…" Noob murmurs, clearly still nervous. They watch the ice swirl about in the glass, but it does little to distract their nerves mind.

"You've got this, Noob." 007n7 encourages.

"Right, right… I've got this… I've got this…" Noob continues to quietly sike themselves all the way over to 666, almost walking straight into them by how much they were trying to distract themself.

007n7 watches from afar, just to make sure he didn't accidentally send Noob to their death. He only turns to leave again when Noob slowly lowers themself to the ground, so that they can sit down next to Guest 666.

Some time later, 007n7 bumped into Dusekkar whilst he was walking along the beach.

"Hey, have you seen Builderman? I left him with my c00lgui, and now I can't find him." 007n7 asks. He had been expecting to see Builderman sat fiddling with it, still in the sun lounger that he had left him in, so he grew a little concerned when he returned to an empty lounger, with no sign of Builderman anywhere.

"Earlier I did see quite the clamour, perhaps our friend was the source of that clutter?" Dusekkar responds, gesturing with an arm a direction down the beach, before heading off that way himself, guiding 007n7 to what he was talking about.

"Oh no… What has been up to whilst I was gone…" 007n7 asks, more to himself, as he follows along behind the admin.

Dusekkar takes him further down the beach, finally reaching their location.

It was… certainly something…

007n7 struggled to find the words to even begin to describe what he saw, and he eventually just settled on 'organised chaos' as the closest thing he could reach. He didn't even know how Builderman had done it- with just his c00lgui no less- and that might be the more terrifying thing about the… structure? Monstrosity? Thing? That Builderman had created.

At least Builderman was a safe distance from it, staring up at what he created with an almost satisfied and content look.

"Builderman, what have you done?" 007n7 asks as he and Dusekkar finish their approach, in both shock and awe.

"You like?" Builderman asks with a big smile, evidently proud of his creation through his tone.

"I… don't know what to say! How did you do that?" 007n7 asks, still in complete awe of what he was looking at.

"As someone who has mastered all our govern, it is sufficient to say our Builderman would only excel at their artful devastation." Dusekkar chimes in, nodding as he speaks.

"Yeah, Builderman, you would make an amazing exploiter, you know that?" 007n7 remarks.

It was meant as a compliment, but Builderman's smile falters at the idea.

And so the sun began to set- at least, the light in the sky began to take on that familiar orange hue which one would usually only see at sunset. The day was almost up, and it would only stand to reason that their time at this beach was drawing to a close.

People were exhausted from their day's activities, and had decided to spent their last few moments of this strange peace 'watching the sun set'.

With everyone spread so far and wide across the beach, 007n7 had to pick someone to spend the last of his time with.

(C00lkidd)

Naturally, he decided to spent the last of this time with his son. C00lkidd was lying down on a beach towel, body filled with exhaustion, already fighting to stay awake.

007n7 almost doesn't want to disturb him, but he still trudges over the sand and sits himself down on the sand next to where C00lkidd was lying. The sudden presence near him makes him a little more alert, and he perks up slightly once he realises it is his dad, but all that energy is used for is to roll over so that he can use his dad's legs as pillow.

"Someone's tired." 007n7 says with a small, breathy laugh. "Did you have a fun time?" He asks, running his fingers across the top of C00lkidd's head a couple of times.

"Mhm…" C00lkidd mumbles, snuggling in closer to 007n7. "…Dad…?"

"Yes?" 007n7 asks.

"Can we… play at the beach again…?" C00lkidd asks sleepily.

He highly doubted the Spectre would ever do something like this again… But should they ever escape its realm, then he would take his son on all the beach days he could ever want. "…Sure."

Not long later, 007n7 felt a sudden onset of fatigue begin to take over him, much like what happened right before they woke up at the beach. Ah, it was time to go. He gave C00lkidd a few more light pats on the head before unconsciousness took him over too.

(1x1x1x1)

He wasn't quite sure who to spend the last of the day with, so when he happened to spot 1x1x1x1 stalking the sands still, he decided he might as well see if they wanted to join him.

"Hey, 1x! You want to watch the sun set with me?" He asks as he approaches the being.

"There is no sun here." 1x1x1x1 states.

"We're just pretending. Come on!" 007n7 states, reaching forwards and taking 1x1x1x1 by the hand.

She doesn't even hesitate this time, like she did earlier, and just lets 007n7 lead him to wherever he wanted to take them.

Of course, 007n7 had to find a nice, quiet spot, one away from other people (and more importantly Shedletsky). It would be nice to have a little peace and quiet at the end of a long day.

"Here looks good." 007n7 says at a completely random and not at all special patch of sand. He lets go of 1x1x1x1's hand and sits himself down on the ground. "Sit!"

1x1x1x1 does so, after a moment of hesitation.

Whilst 007n7 sits very relaxed, leaning back on his arms, 1x1x1x1 sits there completely rigged.

"Why do we perform this inaction?" 1x1x1x1 asks.

"Eh, it's relaxing." 007n7 responds, a little dismissively. He's starting to feel a little fatigued all of a sudden; his time on this beach might be coming to a close.

"How so?" 1x1x1x1 inquires.

"Just is." Even his eyelids are starting to get heavy now. "Can you… stop with the questions… I'm… kinda tired…"

007n7 struggles to maintain balance in his current sitting position, with his levels of fatigue getting so much higher. He could collapse at any given moment, so he decides to lean only the closest thing to him: 1x1x1x1. And after a hot day, the way 1x1x1x1's body seems to run colder than a normal person's is honestly quite the welcomed chill, like flipping over a pillow and getting the cold side.

The being stares down at him when he begins leaning sleepily against its arm, but doesn't say anything. His body is displaying the same characteristics as it does whenever he goes to sleep at night, though this location is a suboptimal place for such a thing.

Actually, come to think of it, 1x1x1x1 noted that the functions of their own body were starting to operate at a less than optimal performance. How irksome. Balance has been compromised already by the depleting energy reserves.

Oh, but the mortal man was using them for rest…

Perhaps this was a result of her bodies fluctuating energy reserves, but 1x1x1x1 felt compelled to keep the man propped up against her, even as they adjust their own position to one where her failing balance would not be an issue. Lying down.

007n7 doesn't seem to mind too at all, he remains clinging to 1x1x1x1's arm even as they both lie there, succumbing to unconsciousness.

"Azure once said… that I may have… 'positive feelings'… for you…" 1x1x1x1 doesn't know why the memory suddenly came to mind, but he felt compelled to speak it. Even its words were coming out slurred and weak; curse the Spectre for what it has done to them.

"Mhm…" 007n7 mumbles out; had he not have been on the very verge of unconsciousness, that confession might have hit him a lot harder. Good thing he won't remember this when he next wakes, huh? "That's nice…"

"I think… he might have… been correct… in their observation…" 1x1x1x1 continues, facing the sky but an eye wanders downwards to look at the man.

"Sweet…" 007n7 responds, clinging tighter to their arm.

And then they both passed out.

(Doombringer)

You know what? He was going to finish what he started. He was already in too deep, so he might as well keep going. Future him could deal with any consequences.

"Is this seat taken?" He asks, approaching a bench that Doombringer was currently sitting on.

The admin turns to him with a scowl. There was a temptation to pick up the hammer that was lying against the side of the bench and just swing it at the former hacker… but as much as that would be satisfying to do, Doombringer opts against it.

"I'm not having you sit next to me." Doombringer huffs out, turning away from 007n7 and back to the water.

"I wasn't talking about the bench." 007n7 states.

007n7 then proceeds to dramatically drop himself down onto Doombringer's lap, wrapping one arm other his shoulder to balance.

Not that that helped, as Doombringer promptly shoved him off.

"I tire of your games." Doombringer grumbles.

007n7 sits down on the bench, next to Doombringer. "You still think I'm playing around?"

"I know it." Doombringer reassures.

"Prove it." 007n7 challenges.

Doombringer stares down at 007n7 in silence, the small smile on the former hacker's face mocking his very existence.

But if this was all a game to 007n7, Doombringer was sure to win it.

Without further word, Doombringer reaches forwards and (maybe a bit too roughly) grabs him by the back of his head. 007n7's eyes goes wide as he stares back up at him, not uttering a word either.

There's hesitation, something that was deeply uncharacteristic for a man like Doombringer, and perhaps that alone was more terrifying to 007n7 than anything the man could ever inflict upon him. The admin looks him in the eyes, his gaze trails lower for a second, before returning to his eyes again. 007n7's heart hammers in his chest.

Before Doombringer lost the nerve to persist, he finished what he started. He closed the distance between himself and the former hacker, pressing his lips roughly against the other's. The helmet didn't lend to the situation in the slightest, but the helmet stayed on. Always.

Even though 007n7 had an inkling that this was what was going to happen, it still took him off guard the moment their mouths actually made contact with one another. The force of Doombringer nearly made him fall over, but 007n7 was quick enough to catch himself with one hand on the bench. After a second or two, he wraps his free hand around the back of Doombringer's head. For extra support obviously.

Still, once the initial shock of everything has worn off, there is only once thing that 007n7 can do: not be a coward. He closes his eyes and returns Doombringer's kiss with equal passion, even if the man's headgear smooshes his face a fair bit. The things you do for love… or an expression to that effect.

It was Doombringer's turn to be surprised, because if we're being quite honest, he was more expecting 007n7 to cave and push him away when he kissed him, rather than return the gesture. Doesn't make him stop though. Not until the lungs of each of the men become strained with the desire to fill themselves with oxygen once more, unobstructed by the other man.

Being technical, it was 007n7 who pulls away first, leaving a couple of inches and a small string of saliva between the two of them. If Doombringer hated his smile earlier, that stupid kiss-drunk grin on his face would be on a whole other level.

"Still don't believe me?" 007n7 teasingly asks, carefully turning his head to wipe the saliva away from his mouth on his shoulder.

"You… are a convincing liar." Doombringer returns. He finally lets go of the back of 007n7's head so that he can put a lot more space between the two of them, and turn back to looking out across the ocean, rather than that man.

007n7 just simply lets out a short laugh.

He doesn't bother testing Doombringer any further- it's not like he could if he wanted to. A familiar fatigue begins to set over him, so he fears this day at the beach is coming to a close.

Author's note 5: I lied earlier. This is the true end to the Doombringer stuff. I've no plans to have any further continuity between specials so I'm deleting Doombringer's rizz, sorry gang. Writing this reminded me why I hate writing kiss scenes and I kept them all short during the Chrisaken special smh.

But bruuuuuuuh, Doombringer and 007n7 are playing the worst game of gay chicken known to man. They could be married for 10 years, with 3 beautiful children, and they'd still be side-eyeing each other like "one day this guy will crack and I will be VICTORIOUS!"

(Shedletsky)

Something that 007n7 thought was a curious sight was that of Shedletsky sitting on a beach chair, with a small pile of bones next to him. Had those been chicken bones, 007n7 would not have batted an eyelid at them. But these weren't chicken bones, these were fish bones.

"Clearly 2x2's cooking has been a success." 007n7 remarks as he approaches Shedletsky.

"Eh, it's fine. Shedletsky still prefers chicken." Shedletsky responds. He grabs another piece of grilled fish and pops it into his mouth; after a little bit of chewing, he pulls out one, long clean bit of fish bone, like a fucking cartoon toon character. He tosses the now completely cleared bone into the fish bone pile.

"Sure, sure…" 007n7 responds, giving the ever growing pile of little fish bones on the ground next to Shedletsky a small side eye. "Mind if I join you?"

"Of course not!" Shedletsky seems surprised, but positively delighted, that 007n7 wanted to join him. 007n7 grabs a nearby beach chair and pulls it closer to the one that Shedletsky is in, keeping the fish bone pile between them. "For what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Eh, I just thought to hang out," 007n7 shrugs; Shedletsky had hoped for something a little more than that… "Especially as we only really got to hang out whilst, uhm, you know…" 007n7 found heat rising to his face a little a the mere memory of it and was suddenly all the more glad that this day was ending shortly, and that all parties involved were about to forget.

"Oh yes! Speaking of which," Shedletsky's attention was turned away from his pile of grilled fish as he leans over to the edge of his seat, getting much closer to 007n7. "So what was that about me being 'big, strong, and handsome'?"

"Errrr… you sure you didn't mishear? I might have been talking about Doombringer…" 007n7 tries to deflect, now wishing he hadn't brought up earlier.

"Don't make Shedletsky cry with such lies!" Shedletsky outcries, voice full of despair. "I know I heard 'Shedletsky' before them!"

"Well, you, er, are certainly big and strong!" 007n7 offers.

"And handsome?" Shedletsky pushes. If he leans ever further off the chair and towards 007n7, he might tip his seat over.

007n7 just looks over at Shedletsky's face, trying to think of something else to deflect with. Unfortunately, it is very hard to think when Shedletsky is sitting there, a big stupid smile on his face, one that pushes his cheeks right, fluttering his eyes at him. He knows Shedletsky's game; he knows he's trying to make himself look cute to get him to cave and call him a handsome man. It won't work.

007n7 let out a long sigh, "Sure, and handsome too."

Ok, so it did work.

"Yes! I knew it!" Shedletsky cheers, moving back in his seat so fast as he punches the air that it almost rocks over.

007n7 just lets out a little huffed laugh at the sight, head falling downwards before he shakes it in mild disbelief.

"Brighteyes sure is a lucky woman…" 007n7 remarks to himself.

Shedletsky still heard; he quickly turns back to 007n7.

"Brighteyes likes to share." He says quickly.

"Uhm, ok?" 007n7 responds, not entirely sure why that was relevant. Oh well, he's starting to feel a little sleepy. Shedletsky isn't though, Shedletsky is still riding that high from getting 007n7 to call him handsome. That's something even the Spectre can't stop. "Urgh, you know, I might just…" 007n7 leans back in his beach chair, before curling in on himself slightly. "…Take a nap…"

"Oh, ok…" Shedletsky responds, a little disappointed that his time with 007n7 might be getting cut a little short. He too lies down on his chair, though he opts to lie on his side so that he was facing across at 007n7. "Hey, 07?"

"Mmm…?" 007n7 mumbles in response; lying down has only served to speed up the rate that the fatigue is overtaking him.

"Can you call me handsome one last time?" Shedletsky asks, almost in a whisper, like asking such a thing was a crime.

"Shedletsky… you… are very handsome…" 007n7 murmurs out, the last thing he says before he is fully unconscious.

"Yes…!" Shedletsky whispers giddily, giving himself a small, little fist pump.

Shedletsky takes much longer than everyone else to pass out.

(Guest 1337)

Now that there wasn't anyone frolicking about in the water, Guest 1337 shouldn't be so busy anymore, and 007n7 kinda felt a little bad about not going over to see how he was doing at any point throughout the day.

Well, better late than never he supposed.

007n7 was able to find Guest 1337 just sitting on the sand, staring out into the ocean.

"I thought you'd have been sick of staring at the water, you know, 'cause you've been doing that all day." 007n7 remarks, somewhat in a humorous vein, as he slowly trudges over the sand towards him.

"It's a lot nicer when Bluudud isn't drowning every ten minutes," Guest replies with a small laugh. He looks up at 007n7 from where he is sitting. "Did you need anything?"

"Just wondering if you minded if I join you?" 007n7 asks, stopping right beside Guest.

"Course not." Guest responds, not that 007n7 had been anticipating any chances of him saying no.

"Thanks." 007n7 lowers himself to the ground next to Guest 1337, and joins him in staring out across the water, hands resting on his lap.

It has a lovely orange hue to it now that they have a simulated sunset over them, and the water certainly is a lot calmer now that no one is splashing about in it- or drowning, as Guest 1337 had mentioned. It is the closest thing that 007n7 has seen to natural beauty in a long time; he'd love to see a real sunset again someday…

The two of them sit like that for a little while, in silence. It is comfortable, and nice, after such a long and noisy day. Just listening to water could send 007n7 off to any early night.

"So… you been busy?" Guest eventually asks, soft voice cutting through the air.

"Ah, yeah, doing things- sorry I didn't stop by to say hey sooner." 007n7 responds quickly; he still feels a little bad that he got so distracted that he didn't actually stop by sooner.

"It's fine, don't worry." Guest is quick to reassure.

There's another period of silence, where one could think about anything at all, or nothing at all.

"Daisy and I used to watch the sunset from time to time when we were younger…" Guest remarks in a hushed tone; it might have been a private comment, one that only he was supposed to hear, but 007n7 heard nonetheless.

Now he felt obligated to say something.

"Oh! Er- That's- Sorry I couldn't be better company." He eventually settles in a small mumble, his pitiful company paling in comparison to being able to enjoy a quiet moment with someone you love.

"Don't be. You're better company than you think, and the person here in this realm I'd want by my side the most." Guest responds, sounding very sincere.

Nonetheless, 007n7 couldn't bring himself to believe such a thing. "Y-you're just saying that."He is quick to respond with, dismissing the kind words as easily as they had been given.

"Are you calling me a liar?" Guest asks with no real offence.

"Ah, no, but…" 007n7 falls silent for a couple of seconds, desperately searching for something to steer the conversation elsewhere with. Why couldn't he just pass out now? He could feel the fatigue setting in, but it wasn't to the point that unconsciousness would claim him just yet. "Could I meet her? If we ever get out? Daisy, that is."

"Oh, of course! She'd love you."

"Well, she'd ask why you've been keeping such… questionable company more like…" 007n7 retorts, with a small, bitter laugh.

"You need to stop selling yourself short, 7." Guest quickly reaches over and snatches 007n7's hands in his own, the sudden contact drawing 007n7 full- if lethargic- attention back to him. "You're a better man than you give yourself credit."

007n7 stares down at his hands, held by Guest 1337's, and blinks once, very slowly, with his lids remained closed for much longer than normal. He's almost surprised that his hands are still being held by the time they open again.

"Guest…" 007n7 mumbles out; he might be getting lucky this time, because he's pretty certain he's about to lose out to the sleepiness any second now. How is Guest holding out so well? "You're so nice to me… I don't deserve it- don't deserve you- but thank you…"

Guest 1337 smiles a small, soft smile across at him.

"Even if you don't think it now, I'll just keep trying until you finally believe. Because you're worth it."

"Guest…" 007n7 leans forwards, involuntarily so, until his head lightly knocks into Guest 1337's shoulder. "I- sorry… I'm just… getting real tired now… damn Spectre…"

"It's alright," He wraps an arm around 007n7 and holds him close, making sure 007n7's body is properly supported on his own. While Guest 1337 has begun to feel whatever the Spectre does to knock them unconscious take effect, it isn't to the degree that 007n7 is feeling it. Maybe because 007n7 has been running around all day it is being hastened by his own natural exhaustion? "You just rest easy. Goodnight, 7."

007n7 murmured something in response, but it is so slurred by the sleep that you wouldn't be to decipher what it was he said.

(Azure and Two Time)

Well… he did kinda want to check in on Two Time. Not that he was too worried that anything had happened, but last time he saw them they were still being dragged around on a tendril-leash by Azure and that could not have been comfortable for them.

Surely Azure would have let them go by now, it had been hours since he last properly saw the two.

It was pointless to feel the need to check, yet he still decided to go looking for the two of them anyway.

…

And when he found the two of them, Azure very much still had Two Time tightly restrained in a tendril.

"I thought you said you'd let them go if they were good?" 007n7 says, hands on hips as he stands at the edge of the bench.

Only Azure was actually sitting on the bench. Two Time was being forced to sit on the floor, just in front of him, with their hands folded nicely in their lap. They were still smiling as ever, but it felt a lot more… forced.

"I said I'd give them a treat, and they've had plenty of treats." Azure responds, giving Two Time a light kick to the back.

"O-k…" 007n7 responds. He's not sure what that means, but he is not brave enough to ask for Azure to elaborate. "Well, did you mind if I joined you two?"

Two Time visibly perks up at that, but doesn't say anything. Which is odd, considering how vocal they can get sometimes…

"Sure." Azure responds simply, shuffling slightly along the bench to make just enough room for 007n7 to join him.

"Does Two Time get to sit on the bench too?" 007n7 asks as he sits down next to Azure.

Azure scowls slightly, their attention turned to downwards to Two Time. They, in return, turn their head around to look up at Azure with the most sweetest, most innocent looking eyes they could possibly muster up. Azure felt like they were going to barf.

"If they must." Azure eventually concedes, shuffling even further down the bench so that there was now enough room for their two companions. They also finally, mercifully, release Two Time from the hold of their tendril. Two Time's waist was going to be very thankful for that.

Those three words were enough to remind Two Time that they do in fact have a voice.

As Two Time propped themself up on the bench, in the space left for them next to 007n7, they naturally had to harp on the praise to their kind companions."Oh, thank you, benevolent 7n7! And to you too, Azure! This generosity shall not-"

"That's enough." Azure snaps, silencing Two Time immediately. The more Two Time spoke, the more irritated Azure became.

007n7 can feel the tension that had only just begun to leave return to the air immediately, and the three of them sit together on the bench in awkward silence.

He feels like he should try and say something, attempt to break the ice, so to speak.

"I… can't tell if you two like or hate each other…" He admits quietly, which might have not been the best conversation starter, but it was the only thing that came to mind.

Besides, Azure's who attitude around Two Time has been… confusing, to say the least, and nothing like the man he sees tending to plants at the killers' cabin. His words are harsh, cruel, and belittling often, which would lend to the idea that he hates Two Time, yet… He has been keeping them awfully close- this entire day, from what 007n7 can see- which isn't exactly the action you would take with someone you hate.

"There was a time when I liked them. Once. That time is dead now." Azure snarls, glaring past 007n7 at Two Time.

"O-oh. That bad, huh?" 007n7 asks.

"Our past is nothing to be ashamed of, but it is a long tale of woe and-" Two Time began quickly.

Only for Azure to interrupt with, "-Treachery-"

"-I did what I had to-"

"-Bullshit-"

"-You have to understand, the spawn-"

"-Doesn't exist. We were fools to-"

"-Ever question the teachings of the might spawn, that we may-"

"-Have had a better life if we had just left togeth-"

007n7 had mostly begun to drown out their arguement into background noise- not because he wasn't trying to ignore them, but his head was starting to feel fuzzy and was struggling to keep up with what was being said.

All he could focus on was the fact that two people he was on good terms with were having a very bitter argument, and it made him sad.

"I feel like a child of divorce right now…" 007n7 mumbles out, a halfhearted attempt at making a joke.

"Oh, we never got that far…" Azure huffs out, finally looking away from Two Time.

Two Time blinks a couple of times. "Did you- did you ever consider such a thing…?" They ask, voice unusually hushed; they seem to avert their eyes away from Azure too.

"I'm not dignifying you with that answer." Azure responds. "It wouldn't have made a difference even if I did, would it?"

Two Time is unusually silent again, weighing up a question that they had never previously asked themselves before.

But much like Azure with their own question, it would not seem like Two Time was going to be providing Azure with an answer either. Even when they both had everything to say, they still somehow had nothing left to say.

And somehow this silence was much worse than the previous one, and it would have bothered 007n7 much more immensely if he wasn't so damn tired.

"Hey, is now a bad time… to say I'm getting kinda tired…?" 007n7 mumbles out.

"The experience is mutual... I too feel a great need to rest." Two Time responds, a lot less slurred out than 007n7 but there are definite hints of exhaustion in their tone.

"I'm fine." Azure responds bluntly, and a lot more awake.

"Huh. Do you mind… if I just…" 007n7 leans on his side until he makes contact with Azure's arm, using it to keep himself propped up. Azure flinches, and seems fairly surprised by the sudden contact. "Thanks…"

"Excellent idea…" Two Time remarks, similarly lying themselves against 007n7.

"Oh no, you don't." Azure stretches a tendril over and snatches Two Time up in the air by the waist; they flop about like a little rag doll, waning energy preventing them from steadying their limbs properly. Azure drops Two Time down on what little space there was left on the bench on the other side of Azure, away 007n7. "I'm not letting you do to him what you did to me."

Neither Two Time nor 007n7 seemed to quite catch the last part, or they simply didn't have the energy to care enough.

"Ah, how kind…" Two Time mumbles, leaning into Azure's side and similarly using them as a pillow as 007n7 was. "Much more… secure…"

The two of them pass into a very peaceful slumber not long after, leaving Azure alert and aware, holding the two of them close as they waited for the same effects that had taken ahold of them to take ahold of him too.

Misc idea section:

As stated in the Guest 1337 ending, Bluudud drowns a lot. It isn't actually Guest who had to rescue him a lot, but Slasher. Damn killers and their damn higher movement speed.

John Doe can see Jane Doe's face, but still doesn't remember her. Falls instantly in love with this super hot woman who is oddly nice to him and follows Jane around almost the entire day. No one has the heart to tell him that she is already in fact his wife; if they did, it might have blown his mind.

Nosferatu was in fact there on the beach, monitoring the situation (maybe acting as the host/voice over guy for the Spectre's show lol). His bad form had been changed to closely resemble a fruit bat, which is why no one questioned the bat hanging around the fruit stands.

Builderman never returned the c00lgui, so does this mean Builderman woke up again with it still in his possession??? Did 007n7 have to flying kick Builderman for 'stealing' his c00lgui??? Who knows!