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The Spectre was bored to say the least. After seeing the survivors get more confident in their combat, the killers losing more often. It decided why not toy with its prisoners

The survivors were finally released from a fairly easy round with C00lkidd. The kid mostly focused on trying to get his dad’s attention leaving the rest of them alone. They were now all surrounding the winners table except for seven who had already teleported back to his cabin, probably carrying the weight of having to run from his kid.

“Well boys, I think we did a great job tonight.” Builderman spoke standing up from his spot. “I believe that was our last round for tonight.”

“Thank spawn, I think my dagger is getting dull.” two time mumbled, Sharpening his dagger.

“Um yeah what he said… Anyways, let's get the pizza going already, I don't know about you guys but I'm starving.” Shedletsky commented leaning against his chair.

“Dear Shedletsky, when are you not?” Two time said, causing everyone at the table to start laughing. “What’s so funny? I wasn't joking.”

“That's what makes it funnier” Chance was holding his stomach at this point from laughing way too hard.

“Well someone’s got jokes.” shed replied grumbling, getting up, heading to the lounge room.”

Desekkar laughed out loud as Shedletsky walked away. “not feeling like standing up for yourself friend?” The comment earning a loud groan from Shedletsky

The group continued laughing and joking about what happened in the round before hearing Shedletsky call out from the room he was in.

Curiously the group went to go see what the overgrown chicken was talking about. Filing into the room one by one they all saw shedletsky by a medium sized box on the table with a note in hand.

“Says it’s from the Spectre.” He handed the note over to Builderman who started to read it out loud for the others.

“Dear Survivors

It has come to my attention that these recent rounds have been a bit easier for you so I have decided to surprise you all with a gift for all your hard work.

Hope you like it.

The Spectre :)”

“Seems like a trap.” Guest said, crossing his arms. “It can’t possibly think we’re that stupid to open a random box it calls a ‘surprise’”

“Well what if it’s a genuine surprise.” Noob commented “I mean I’m kind of curious.”

“Noob… dude no. I feel like if we were to open it, it would have some type of I don’t know harmful thing in it or just transport us in another round. I don’t know about you but I’m spent and out of pizza…” Elliot spoke up

“I’m up to take that chance ”Chance said, flipping his coin. “rounds have become boring anyways. A little bit more of a challenge won’t hurt.” (The spectre would keep this in mind of course.)

👀📦✅🧐 (I would also like to open the box. I’m curious.) Taph signed

“Can’t say I’m against the idea” builderman looked at Shedletsky looking for his opinion on opening the box.

“Could have chicken in it or more food. Either way I’m all for opening it.”

Guest and Elliot both audibly groaned not wanting to entertain the idea. Nor how big the chicken man was being but neither of them would admit that out loud

“Two time back us up here, this is a horrible idea”

The cultist stayed still, pondering his answer.

…

Two time though for a second more then spoke. “The spawn doesn’t mind a little curiosity.”

“YES!” Shedletsky and chance cheered moving closer to the box. Guest and Elliot moved back, getting prepared to either run or attack.

Chance eagerly opened the box with most of the others surrounding him with the same curiosity as him.

“What?” He was deeply surprised only to see another note and smaller accessories of what some of them wore.

“Well that was anti-climatic” Guest mumbled moving closer.

“Well hurry up and read it” Elliot grabbed the smaller version of his visor out the box handing the others their things.

“Alright, alright dont rush me.” Chance looked at the note confused before speaking up “Um Surpise?”

With that a mini explosion happened, smoke covered the room, being so strong it knocked some of them over and forcing them to close their eyes.

Meow? “Everyone okay?” Guest asked, opening his eyes feeling a little smaller than usual. “What the??” Seeing cats replacing his comrades spots around him. Looking down, he saw blue fluffy paws.

“Holy crap man” chance felt his shades fall off his face from being so small now

“Welp, at least it’s not some type of boss fight” Elliot meowed, struggling to get the mini visor on.

The group bused into unsure meows and hisses wondering what to do. They were now small,weak, and vulnerable to everything around them and to top it off none of them knew how to control their new limbs…well except for Two time who walked around like he owned the place.

“Well this is something” builderman kicked the box with his hind legs annoyed.

“What was that for?” Noob asked butting his tiny head into his blue scarf until it finally slipped on

“Talking out a bit of anger, I find this extremely inconvenient.” he replied, slipping on a mini hard hat.

“🤔😅👇❓ ”(well what now?) Taph meowed(??)

“We deal with it now, just another one of the Spectres games.” Dusekkar replied, setting himself on a small table.

“WAIT! Does this mean we technically can’t get out of the main cabin or to our rooms? We’re all too small to reach the door knob.” Guest asked.

“I actually don’t mind that“ Shedletsky replied lazing about.

“Can’t make food either.” Elliot reminded him.

“NOO!! I actually do mind now” Shedletsky replied, quickly getting up before stumbling back onto the floor.

“Hm Elliot makes a fair point. What about 007n7? He wasn’t in here when the whole explosion thing happened so shouldn’t he still be normal?”

“Our dear Guest makes a good point but what If he also turned?” Two time meowed.

“One I’d be extremely upset, two he’d probably use that coolgui thing of his to get out. If he’s not then I guess that makes him our care taker.”

Elliot didn’t like that idea in the slightest. He believed 007n7 had actually mellowed out but what if he goes back to his old self. While cats weren’t completely helpless, they sure were against his c00lgui.

“Dusekkar I’m not sure I’m so confident in 07 taking care of us, let alone we don’t even know if he can cook!” At least Shedletsky understood Elliot’s worries and actually voiced it.

“Well there’s nothing we can do about that. If he is still human then maybe he’ll actually try to help and not take advantage of our unfortunate situation.”

“So um how long does it normally take 07 to show up…I’m still hungry.”

Andd of course Shedletsky let greed take over his thoughts again, what a complete fatass. Though it was a good question none of them could really ever remember 007n7 being in the main cabin unless a round ended or he was grabbing something.

“Something tells me it will be a while till then.”

“Guess we need to wait then.” Two time meowed heading to the nearest beanbag to take a quick nap

The group all nodded in agreement going to different areas in the cabin to wait on 007n7, only Guest stayed awake waiting on the retired hacker. If he was honest he didn’t mind the ex hackers company. It was comforting, something he didn’t think he would need yet chased after.

Seven was a good guy, whatever he was like in the past he had definitely changed from that.

Guest had thought about how he and seven shared a few moments together whether it was Seven patching him up during rounds, them stargazing or chatting in his or sevens cabin. That thought in general almost put him to sleep. Guest knew these feelings he had but refused to acknowledge them fearful of losing his friendship with the man and the fact that he has a wife and a kid.

Guest didn’t want to dwell on that any longer so he kept waiting doing things like trying to learn how to use his new limbs, cleaning himself or talking to the others who were still awake

It was late, specifically 2am. Everyone had fallen asleep, Guest wasn’t far from succumbing to his own slumber when black and red code particles started spawning in the kitchen getting more aggressive by the second. Guest did his best to jump on the winners table and when he finally did seven teleported in, heading to the magnet on the fridge and changing the schedule for the rounds tomorrow.

It was clear he was running off of autopilot again from his lack of acknowledgement to the cat.

Normally he only does that when he's upset.

Guest noticed this and let out a meow, this of course ended up scaring the living shit out of seven, making him yelp and stop what he was doing. Seven turned, his tail nervously twitching. He looked around only to see a blue cat with scars? That’s not right there were no cats in this hell of a place and why is it blue.

“Hey little guy.” He stepped over to the table and took a seat. “How’d you get here little one? And you're blue? That’s kind of cute.”

007n7 reached his hand out petting the cat rambling about something while Guest thought he was in heaven. The pets from the Ex hacker hit in all the right places. He couldn’t help but purr and give in to the pets before he quickly regained his composure hesitantly backing away from Sevens touch.

“Too much?” he asked, backing away from the cat. Seven watched as the cat jumped off the table using its maw to pull on his pants.

“Ok! Ok!” 007n7 quickly understood, following the blue haired cat. When they got to the lounge room Guest quickly hopped on the table letting out a loud “MREOW” waking everyone up.

“Meow??(h-huh what’s going on?)”
“mreoww!(I was trying to sleep it better be important.)”
“🫩😣😴😪(I’m tired I want to go back to sleep.)”

The others slowly got up one by one realizing seven was there and still human.

“Ok… more than one cat weird…” seven mumbled, looking at the group of cats. Did the other survivors get cats? He kinda wanted one too. Maybe that could fill the void his kids left. Seven shook his head quickly getting rid of that though. He loved his kids more than anything and wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world.

“Ok, Sevens here. what now?” Guest meowed, looking at the others.

“How do we tell him it’s us?” Noob meowed back confused

“Think we could use the letters we got or the box?”

“Nope and the box is gone along with the notes…”

007n7 watched as the cats kept meowing at each other, what were they saying? He had no clue.

“Um.. ok this is a lot to take in. Um are you guys hungry or something?? I don't think you guys can eat pizza but I can make something. Seven rubbed his head, what the hell would he even make? He could always get Elliot but he didn’t want to bother him this early in the morning.

‘Make something? I thought we only had pizza? Chance meowed inching close to 007n7 vs Shedletsky who booked it to 007n7s leg, his small, yellow,chicken wings flapping slightly on his small body as he attached himself to 007n7s leg meowing loudly. The others watched, they really haven't eaten anything besides pizza and wouldn't mind something new… as long as it wasn't bad or burnt.

007n7 and his now group of cats made their way to the kitchen where he took out his C00lGui and started typing a line of code causing the items for Chicken Alfredo(?) to spawn. The cats watched over him carefully, placing themselves not too far from the remaining human still wary of the device in his hand. As 007n7 worked he made sure to keep in mind most of the chicken had to be separate from the alfredo, remembering hearing from somewhere that cats couldn't have Alfredo sauce. Humming a soft melody while a sweet intoxicating scent filled the air, 007n7 kept cooking, not noticing the cat with blue fur (Guest) creeping up on the counter by him.

“Oh! Um hey” Seven looked over watching as the cat sniffed around curiously. It had almost looked like it was drooling but even if it was the cat quickly licked its maw sitting back down continuing to watch seven cook. 007n7 giggled, tearing a piece from his chicken, placing it by its front paws “here ya go, I don't cook much anymore so I hope it's at least ok. He watched the cat who messed around with the chicken with its paws before going in and actually taking a bite. Its reaction was surprising to say the least, its eyes had widened and then it proceeded to tear it to screads not leaving a single crumb on the floor.

“Guys why did we not let 007n7 cook before? This is the best thing I tasted in what feels like forever.” guest said in between happy meows and nom-ing sounds.

“Hey! How come he gets some before us?” Shedletsky growled, moving his fat tiny body towards 007n7 headbutting him in the legs. The others followed laughing at his greed.

“Couldnt even contain yourself for a minute” Chance meowed fixing his shades to his face.

Seven turned back seeing the other cats grabbed a few extra plates placing them on the ground where the cats were before adding chicken. “I hope you guys like it. Your friend here liked it, I think??” 007n7 mumbled that last part. The cats, especially the fat orange one, made their way to the plates hurriedly eating their food.
“Props to Guest. He wasn't wrong.” Shedletsky meowed, terrorizing his plate with how fast he was eating it.

“Shed slow down before you choke” Builderman said, his small tail slightly wagging from how good the food was.

“🫢☝️🍴” (Shut up and eat)

Seven watched the cats while making his own plates and leaving left overs for the survivors. Now on the thought of the survivors, where were they? He was pretty sure he made a lot of noise and not one of them woke up to see who was in the kitchen, not even the lightest sleeper here Guest woke up. It was always a pleasure talking to the man, he always made seven feel like he was actually wanted in this hell hole.

007n7 mumbled something to himself looking at the cats eating. He wanted to find Guest and chat with him at least but he didn't know which room was his. His eyes landed on the cat with the blue fur again… that's not right is it? He didn't know a lot about cats but one thing he did know was that they didn't come in blue, or at least not that shade of blue, and to think about it some of the cats had features the survivors had like the one with a red visor, the other one with a small black cloak on even the one with shades reminded him of the other’s. Oh well probably a coincidence 07 thought to himself.

He continued to the rooms in the back of the cabin. He knew it was late, it was nearly 3am but he wanted to make sure at least the people he was stuck with were ok. Getting to the first door he opened it, he didn't know exactly who the rooms belonged to due to staying in the cabin furthest away from everyone but judging by the Builders brothers posters up he could assume it belonged to Elliot. “Um Hello? Elliot” Seven looked around confused. It didn't look like he was in his room, the bed was made and completely flat, no sleeping body to be found. “Guess not.” He grumbled, his tail flicking behind him. Seven went from room to room but nothing,no one to be found. He started pacing around the hallway, he would have been notified if a round started and they definitely weren't anywhere around the cabin (wrong) so where'd they go? Seven moved back to the main area looking for where they might have gone. Dusekkar had noticed his pacing and spoke up

“It appears 007n7 seems to be worrying about something.” Dusekkar spoke up, moving from his plate.

“Do you think he finally realised we were gone?” Noob muttered looking over to the one with the Pumpkin head.

“Most likely” was all Elliot said moving the opposite way of 007n7. Others followed behind him still pondering on how to let 007n7 know that they were turned into cats by the specter.

“I feel like he hasn't been paying attention to the pumpkin head or even the one with blue fur or literally anything else.” chance commented

“HEY?! We have names by the way.” Guest meowed out, pawing at chance jokingly offended.

“Ouch man. Just saying, yikes.” Even as a cat Guest attacks were strong.

“We could use that to our advantage…” Builderman muttered “say Dusekkar can you still float?

“Mhm” Dusekkar's paws lifted off the ground leaving him in the air.

“Guest your room door is still open right?” Guest nodded “need ya ta go get em. Maybe we could get him to realize its us.. chance, Elliot you too”

“Was it the shades that gave it away”

“Yes..”

“ aw man at least I know my shades make me memeable” chance jokes leaning on elliot

“In your dreams man” Elliot laughed, pawing at the gambler's shades.

“What do you want the rest of us to do?” noob asked coming closer to the group

“For now just stay in here, shouldn't be that hard to get him to realise it's us.”

Right?

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007n7 was confused to say the least. The others were gone, cats replacing their missing spots. Maybe they went outside for fresh air or something, but that idea would be less likely given the time. He teleported in though so that could be the case even if Seven would figure it out in the morning not wanting to interrupt them if they were actually just outside.

Seven moved to leave, it was late and he was still a little bit tired when a few cats stepped in his way. The orange one with the small wings, the blue one with scars, one with shades, one with an orange hard hat and finally one with a blue pumpkin head.

“Meooww, Meow?”(Sevennn, look at us.) Shedletsky meowed, attaching himself to the ex-hacker.
“Merow meow…”(Shed, quit it ‘ya might scare em off.)
“We honestly should have come up with a plan before we did this.”

Dusekkar meowed, keeping an eye on 007n7 who was utterly baffled. “Too late. we’ll have to figure something out now” Shedletsky growled looking back at Builder and Dusekkar.
Guest groaned pulling Shedletsky back with his earning a loud yelp, of course Shedletsky did not take that well and swiped at Guest with his claw almost landing it if Guest hadn't quickly moved back. 007n7 didn't know nor liked what was going on so he picked up guest.

“That's enough. I’m not sure what just happened but I don't think you guys need to attack each other over it.”

007n7 said sternly. The cats in the room were completely baffled, shocked expressions on every single one of their faces. It was rare to hear seven speak outside a whisper but to raise his voice holy shit man.

Seven must have noticed this and his face immediately flushed red, returning to his normal volume he spoke up again. “A-ah sorry about that um… just try not to fight please.” 007n7 put Guest down walking off hopefully not going too far.

“Well that was somethin. Didn’t know 07 was capable of that.” Builderman meowed patting Chance who was still utterly shocked. “It’s like he got possessed, completely out of character for him.” Chance mumbled fixing his titled shades.

“Out of character yet In character for someone who used to raise two of our killers by himself.” Guest interrupted moving toward the group.

“Technically three counting the pink one he used to babysit.” Chance commented

“How’d ya two know that? I thought you guys didn't know 07 back before we got forsakened. Builderman asked

“He rants about it all the time if you were to actually talk to him.”
“He loves those kids more than he loves himself. He’s a father to kids no one else would take care of. I can respect that.”

“Enough of this, don't know if you noticed but 007 is walking away.” Shedletsky grumbled, still mad at Guest. They all turned, seeing 007n7 trying to leave out the front door but being bombarded by the other survivor cats pulling on his pants legs.

Guests quickly grabbed the boxing gloves while the others rushed out, of course he was struggling to drag it because he still didn’t know how to use his new limbs. With 007n7 he was struggling, he couldn’t even get his hand on the door before he heard one of the cats screech at him before attaching itself to his pants leg attracting the others attention. Now surrounded by cats and being tugged on the only thing he could really do is try to pry them off.

“Come on guys, please? Let go, I'll only be gone for a bit.” 007n7 said, struggling to make them let go. Every time he got one off another one latched on. Eventually he gave up sitting by the door. “I don't understand you guys at all.” He sighed out, looking at the grey cat with shades who sat in the middle of his legs, the main culprit of the pants attacks. He started to space out, deciding he didn't have the energy for this. Finally Guest had made his way over to the others with the gloves, setting them in front of 007n7 meowing to catch his attention again. 007n7 looked back down, seeing the cat first then then he saw the gloves.

“How’d you get that? Mm sorry little one but you can't have that… I don't think Guest would like that much.” 007n7 moved to take it when the cat hissed and stomped on the floor, taking him by surprise.“Seriously, what is up with you guys?”

Chance moved, placing the shades on the floor by the stronger ones gloves and using his tiny paws to pat the blue one.

“I still don't get it…” 007n7 mumbled getting a bunch of annoyed meows in response”

“OK this isn't working.” Chance meows to the others annoyed
“Well we have to keep trying and get it through that brain of his” Elliot responded walking up to 007n7 rubbing his visor against him. 007n7 sighed “you guys are smart for cats but I'm not so sure I'm on that level.” stopping Elliot's little rubs” Looking at the cat again he finally realized something (sike he's slow as hell) “You kinda remind me of Elliot. Are you supposed to be his cat or something?”

“OK, well that's a start so i’ll take it” Elliot meowed of course confusing 007n7.
“So you are his cat?” 007n7 asked, getting an annoyed look from Elliot and a shake of his head. “OK so not his cat… but why do you remind me of him so much?” The others looked hoping something would finally click in his head.

As 007n7 thought for a second he looked at the cats closer. They all had something like the other survivors, the same amount of them as the survivors, could it be? Nah these cats couldn't possibly be the survivors… hm
Silence filled the room, not one word or meow. Tension spread all over the room, everyone waiting for 007n7 to break it.

…

“Don't tell me you guys turned into cats…” 007n7 mumbled uncertainty written all over his face and words

“FINALLY!” Chance meowed out. Everyone else took a sigh of relief thank Telamon 007n7 figured it out. Elliot nodded his head ecstatically as 007n7 was in utter shock

“Holy-how? Man, I have so many questions that probably won't be answered..” OK well that solves the problem of worrying about where the others went but now what does he do? He can’t understand them. Looking down he guesses he should start off with figuring out who's who. Not like that would be hard

“OK um… before I get you guys wrong your Elliot right?” He guested to the yellow one with the red visor in his lap. The cat nodded and 007n7 went to the next one, of course the blue one was Guest, the one with the pumpkin head was Dusekkar, the fat one with wings was definitely Shedletsky, The one with a hood was Taph (could they even see?) Noob was the yellow one with a blue scarf, two time was definitely the one with the spawns mark on his chest leaving Builderman to be the brown one with the hard hat. They all had something correlating to their human selves which made 007n7 feel dumb because how could he not have noticed that. Oh right he was still beyond tired and it was 3:57, not much longer till a round starts, he should probably head back to his cabin.

“Hey um guys, It’s kind of late we should all probably head to bed’ 007n7 caught the cat's attention. Shedletsky and guest meowed(?) amongst themselves before meowing out to the others having them all head to their rooms, besides Guest, even though he was stuck in the body of a cat he still wanted to watch the cabin in case any killers made their way to the cabin.

007n7 noticed this and patted him, scaring the utter crap of the other. “You don't have to watch the cabin, you know..Come back with me and get some sleep, at least for an hour.”007n7 didn't know why he said that but he wanted to make sure the other got at least a bit of sleep.

Guest looked at seven, the man who always shut himself away from others' offering his cabin to him, trying to care for him? Now this really felt like a dream, normally he doesn't even talk to them unless needed.. On the other hand it was a chance to at least spend time with him. But what if a killer does come? Well that wouldn't matter there all cats anyways, except for seven.. Wouldn't it be better for him to stay with the only human to at least be able to warn him if something comes? Staying one night with 007n7 wouldn't hurt right? Yeah the others would be fine, Guest would take this one night off to relax even if it's just for a bit.

Meowing with a nod, Guest let Seven take him to his cabin which was quite the walk, Guest would have to ask 007n7 to sleep in his room. For convenient purposes of course definitely not the fact that he wanted to be closer to the other male. Once they got to the cabin Seven softly put him down letting guest get comfortable.

“Sorry it’s messy and uncomfortable..I uh haven't properly cleaned it yet. I’m going to get changed, make yourself comfortable I guess.” 007n7 mumbled.

To say his cabin was a mess was an understatement, paper and bloxy colas everywhere but he didn’t mind it, his bed was also quite uncomfortable but again he’d deal with it at least for today.

Guest waited for 007n7 to come back and hopped on his bed when he was. Once 007n7 made himself comfortable by his head.

“Mm-night guest” 007n7 mumbled, guest gave 007n7 a sleepy meow slowly falling asleep.

Despite the bed being uncomfortable, guest felt like it was the best sleep he ever got.

He could definitely get used to this

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Guest woke up, the eternal moon shining in his face, and the room was silent. Slowly, he moved from his position, feeling around for 007's hair when he realized no one was there.
​Sitting up, he looked around; 007n7 was nowhere around the room. Guest was no hard sleeper, so to see 007n7 gone confused him. Even with a slight breeze, he would wake up, so how in the world was 007n7 able to leave without him waking up? Oh well, Guest moved, walking around the small cabin, seeing the front door cracked open. He almost immediately started panicking. He started thinking the worst: what if seven got kidnapped while he was sleeping, or started sleepwalking to Telamon knows where, was 007n7 even a sleep walker? He did not want to find out.
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Sprinting out, almost tripping, Guest made his way to the main cabin, hoping 007n7 was there or at least the others were ok. Getting closer to the main cabin, he saw that the door was also open. Rushing in thinking the worst, he saw Two time and Elliot sitting on top of the couch watching 007n7 cook. They turned to him with wide eyes.
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“Dear Guest, what has you rushing in at such a time?” Two time meowed, moving from his spot on the couch closer to the other.
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“Yeah, it’s a bit early, I thought you were still sleeping.”
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Elliot commented. Guest was completely dumbfounded; he really has to stop worrying so much. Of course, 007 probably left the door open so he could get out. Sometimes he really felt slow.
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“Yeah, I just woke up…thought something happened because the door was left open.” Guest said almost inaudibly.
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“Oh, well, understandable," Elliot said
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“No need to worry, friend, all is well. 007n7 had come in and started to make food. I think he was up before any of us.”
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“Ah, I see.” Silence filled the room again as the three stayed in their places, eyes turning back to 007n7 as he finished up. 007 started putting eight small bowls on the winner's table, inside small chopped pieces of cooked beef, steak, and chicken–mostly because of Shedletsky's addiction. He was getting ready to leave when he saw three cats staring at him from the couch. Elliot, Two time, and guest, he’s pretty sure.
“Uh-I made breakfast. Hope you don’t mind, but I put all the bowls on the table just in case you guys had a meeting. I think the next round is at six, so that should give you guys about one or two hours.”
007n7 stared at the three waiting for some type of nod, a meow maybe, something that wasn’t silence.
“I’ll take that as an ok.” 007n7 mumbled. 007n7 started overthinking; maybe he wasn’t liked as much as he thought. He felt like an asshole. They were already stuck in this form, now vulnerable, but they also had to constantly be around the infamous hacker who ruined lives, just because they couldn't handle regular tasks on their own. Yikes, that sounds harsh but most likely true.
007n7 didn’t notice that the cats moved to the table until Two time threw a piece of chicken at him.

“What was that for? Is it bad?! I can make more or maybe something different.”

007n7 said worriedly, getting lost in his ramblings. Elliot sighed

“One trait I wished he had lost was being able to rant about absolutely nothing that meant nothing at all. I’m going to end up shoving this food down his throat if he doesn’t stop blabbering soon.”

“Patients is key, dear baker. surely this just shows our dear ex hacker cares and puts a lot of passion in what he does. The spawn can respect someone like that.”

“If only he would ‘care’ enough to eat the food himself.” Elliot replied, his ears and tail flicking in annoyance.

“What if he isn't in the mood to eat?”

Elliot gave one of those looks where he was just utterly done, while Guest was just confused on what the admins Two time was on about.

“Just get his attention.” Guest sighed, flopping on the table.

Two time nodded, letting out a screech, catching the other two on the table off guard while 007n7 squeaked out in surprise, his tail raising all the way up.

“Right, sorry, what happened?”

007n7 turned his attention back to the cats, watching as two time pointed at one of them with his paw.

“Is there something wrong with it?”

Two time shook his head in a ‘no’ pointing back at the bowl before pointing at 007n7 and then his own mouth. 007n7 squinted trying to process what two time wanted. Of course though at that moment four other cats Shedletsky, Builderman, Taph, and Dusekkar came down wondering what the screeching was about.

“What’s all tha yelling about?” Builderman asked, looking at the group by the table.

“Two time thought it would be a good idea to screech at 007n7 to get his attention.” Elliot grumbled

“For wh- never mind I actually don't want to know.” He grumbled, looking at two times unnerving grin and then the bowls on the table. “Is tha food ready?”

“Mm yeah.”

“Good we’ll have a meeting befor’ tha round starts, gives us time to talk about what the hell we're goin’ to do when tha round starts. What’d he make?”

“Smells like chicken.” Shedletsky lazily dragged himself to the kitchen.”
“That’s because it is, I think there's also beef and steak in it? Don't ask me how he got it, would have saved me from making and eating pizza 24/7” Elliot replied lightly laughing at his last comment.

“Yea, yea, quit yer hollerin’ and go get the other two sleepy heads, we’re wastin’ our time here just talking.”

“Coming right up boss.”

Elliot made his way up stairs leaving the others to take their seats. Of course 007n7, who didn’t have a clue about what they were talking about, decided to take a quick seat on the couch. He couldn't understand them so his presence wasn't needed— or at least that's what it always seemed like. He listened to the others meow, some sounded serious while others sounded like a weird laugh. Man he’d kill just to have that kind of comfort again but he guesses some fit in better with others, especially with his past which was understandable. He was quite a menace back in his teenage years, but it would be nice just to have someone to talk to.

Snapping that thought away, 007n7 went to mess with his C00lGUI, the device that haunted him, haunted others. The thing he tried so desperately to get rid of now being the thing he has to depend on during rounds, but right now that wasn’t his focus, his focus was to try and make it more useful not just to him but his teammates—it was also awkward as hell watching his clones run into walls or random objects around the map.

He started messing around with the code with the things he could and could not do. Of course Spectre had blocked almost everything in it meaning he’d have to manually fix the code himself or find a way around it. It kinda reminded him of the time Telamon found a way to block his Gui, he remembers how bored he felt doing all that damn collage work while complaining to Noli. Though he remembers being able to take it off, he just doesn't remember how. Was it in its settings? A virus? How could he forget something like that?? He thought his memory was sharp or maybe the spectre messed with his memory…

He'd figure it out eventually he had to.

The survivors had felt a dizzying sensation before their vision blacked out a tale-tale sign a round started.

007n7 had spawned in the same position he was in prior to spawning in. The first thing he did was check his Gui to see what killer him and his team were against.

MAP: Underground war

KILLER: ?̬̞̱͍͆̅͋̈́͋ͅ?̷̨̱͍̯͓̭̙̘̱̱̻͎́̎ͩ͗͂ͩ̏̄ͮͦ̒͜͡ͅ?̸̺̹̬̹̠̀̿̿̄͒͊͋ͬ̃̾͟_̪ͥͦ̀_͚͛̅́_̷̵̷̪͚͈͎ͅ

007n7 Reloaded his Gui, that was weird he couldn’t see the killer but it could just be someone new. Hopefully whoever the killer would be a bit more lenient on the other survivors–being cats and all. He started walking in hopes of a generator, his teammates or the killer.

007n7 felt like he had walked the entire map without seeing a generator, or even seeing anyone's health bar decrease from the killer odd, did this map feel like it was bigger than normal?

CRUNCH

007n7 quickly turned around reading his gui to clone himself or teleport. Of course though it was just Noob sneaking up on him, eyes glued on his tail. Funny what being a different body does to someone he thought to himself.

He let Noob continue to think he was sneaking up on him and the second he pounced he moved his tail. Noob followed, refusing take his eyes off the red tail, eventually he was able to attach himself to the others tail earning a yelp because of his claws.

“Ouch! Noob claws.” 007n7 looked back seeing Noob attached to his tail like a qwala while also whining.

“H-Hey calm down, I'm fine, it felt like a pinch.” He started rubbing the others head trying to smooth him.

“Say have you seen any of the others—or the killer?” Noob looked though for a second then shook his head in a no

“Hm weird, my Gui can’t identify who the killer is.but it still shows everyone else is here with full health.”

Noob nodded, meowing something of which the other couldn’t understand. 007n7 shrugged, deciding to get a move on just in case.

“Are you going to be on my tail the whole time? That looks really uncomfortable.” 007n7 looked back at Noob who gave a nod so he dropped it.

Continuing their walk around the map 007n7 caught sight of the others, kinda seems weird to him considering he’d normally stay away from them but in this state when a killer could be walking around somewhere he didn’t want to risk it. Noob hoped off his tail going to the others meowing about something. 007n7 followed just for the purpose of watching over them making sure the killer wouldn't appear out of nowhere. Speaking of the killer.

“Has anyone seen the killer yet?” 007n7 interrupted Noob and his meows? Rants? Whatever you wanna call it.

The others looked amongst themselves then shook their heads no. Elliot stood on his hind legs pointing to his other paw.

“What's that supposed to mean?”

007n7 said, crouching down to his level, looking at the orange cat who kept pointing before moving to the other’s wristband that controls the gui.

“Oh, I've tried that. I think my Gui malfunctioned getting here.”

007n7 sat down opening his Gui again wanting to see if anything changed but it was the same error code on the killer's name. 007n7 turned the Gui over to Elliot.

“See nothing.”

007n7 said but looking at the Elliots expression and the way Elliot meowed at the others seemingly having them to also take a look worried him. “Um, did something happen?” he turned the screen around now being faced with a message flashing “huh” he mumbled now opening it. It was a message from his Admin? No the spectre, it was the only thing who could control his Gui other than him but it was nice to know it was admin locked that kind of information could bring him a step closer to getting it unblocked.

Builderman watched as the Ex hacker had taken a look at his Gui now puzzled, message from admin? He didn’t even know there was an extra admin to the darn thing but nonetheless he was still interested in it. Builder made his way to the back side of 007n7 jumping onto his shoulder, shocking himself and the other survivors. 007n7 put his hand on him steadying the poor animal “be careful." he heard the other say. For a minute he waited for 007n7 to open it, being tired of looking at the incoming message screen.

“What’s it say?” Noob meowed, knocking 007n7 out his trance.

“No clue, 07 hasn’t opened it yet, he needs ta’ hurry it um I wanna know”

“😣🤔🤚”(I wanna know too) Taph meowed(somehow)

“Im sure the same goes for the rest of us, I wasn't made aware that our hacker could get messages here.” Dusekkar said

“Ok enough blabbering he’s about to open it.’

Builder said, watching as 007n7 hesitantly clicked on the envelope.

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Builderman squinted his eyes while 007n7 stilled. What the hell did it say? He’s never seen text more glitchy than whatever he’s looking at now. He tapped 007n7 shoulder with paw giving him an expectant gaze.

“O-oh right um..” 007n7 looked back at Builder then back at the message which was glitching out his entire Gui

“To keep it short it’s from the spectre, says its a free round along with I guess the rest of the day as well…” He had paused; he didn't know what the other part meant. Was it for just him or the whole team? What's the Spectre planning, honestly It might be good for now if the others didn’t know.

“That’s it.” 007n7 would gain absolutely nothing from telling them besides most likely a massive migraine so he’d keep it to himself for now. He got suspicious or weird looks from the others.

“Ey bossman, is he telling the truth” Shedletsky said “Kinda weird that he’s all nervous and stuff, like there's something more to it.”

“Our dear Ex hacker wouldn’t lie or withhold information from us right? Especially if it’s important. Maybe he’s speaking the truth.” Two time said, sneaking up on the group with an un-nerving smile.

Chance and Elliot both shivered, could this man get any more creepy?
“Uh, yeah, what he said. 07 tells us about this kind of stuff he would not tell us. Right?”
Chance said while Elliot nodded

“You say that, yet you both seem unsure of your reply.” Dusekkar said, floating up by the other two.

“Either way it's a free round so instead of stressing about whatever the note is about. How about we enjoy our day, do things without a round every few hours or so.” Guest chimed in.

“He’s right don’t you guys think we deserve this break for once.” Shedletsky said

“You have a break almost every day and round, plus you’ve missed a lot of your slashes.”

Noob mentioned earning whatever kind of laugh you could get from a cat.

“Well then…Builder, what's your opinion on this?”

Dusekkar turn to face him, just to see him messing with a tiny red dot emitted from 007n7’s GUI and the remaining cats who weren't currently talking following it with their eyes (ie Guest, two time and taph) while 007n7 was slightly chuckling at Builderman's efforts to secure the laser under his paw.

“Well that’s our answer folks.” Chance said as he trotted over to Builderman “I can totally catch it before any of you can.” He joked

“No fair you got a head start!” Noob whined, taking his tiny body and heading over in that direction.

Dusekkar sighed deciding it was best for them to enjoy their time, shedletsky sat by him tearing up a piece of fried chicken.

“So Dusekkar, how long do you think we’re going to be like this?” Shedletsky said in between his bites.

“I’m unsure…better hope rounds stay like this though. I’m not sure how long 007n7 would last in a normal round being the only one targeted, we can only do so much to help..”

“Hah, nah we’d probably be turned back before that happens but I guess until it does, more free time and delicious food for us!”

“I’ve got a bad feeling but maybe you're right.” Dusekkar mumbled looking back at the others who now were chasing multiple lasers, enjoying their free time.

How cute all of the survivors bonding for once. Too bad it won’t last long, it had plans for the burger hat survivor.

Tomorrow's round is going to be the most exciting yet.