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Leafy was watching Firey as always. He looks so...happy without her. Was it really her fault? Was she really a mean person?
Just then, she got teleported to a chair in front of One, with duct tape on her mouth. The blue number in front of her starts talking as she removes the duct tape from the green leaves mouth.
"Okay! Where to start?"
"What the-where did Firey go!?"
"What the-where did firey go!?" The number mocks her. "Ahahahahahaha! Must be rough to be alone for the first time in your life, huh?
"First...time?"
"Now, I'm guessing you wouldn't want anything bad to happen to Firey, would you? So I'm gonna need you to do me a little favor. I have this little contract for you to sign."
The number clearly had the wrong impression of Firey and Leafy's relationship. She must have just seen her always around him and assumed they were friends. Whatever, Leafy wasn't about to correct the number currently threatening her. It would be nice to be friends with him again. Wait-she has to respond to One now.
"That's not very nice."
"...What?"
"Not very nice. You are NOT a nice person."
It slightly hurt leafy to say those words, the same ones Firey had told her many years ago when he had won dream island. The blue number before her had a shocked look on her face.
"W-no! That's not true!"
"I think on the scale of niceness, you're cataclysmically low."
One is clearly getting mad at Leafy, as she uses her powers to pin Leafy to the chair. Leafy is squirming around, trying to resist it.
"Hey! Let me go and I'll explain!"
As soon as One lets go of Leafy, she pulls out her *Niceness Chart*
"Out of the very few people I have made acquaintance with in my lifetime, I unfortunately have to relay that you are already the WORST individual I have EVER met. My apologies."
Her *Niceness Chart* seems to only have a few people on there, as she never got to meet anyone new after BFDI season one, where she was declared an island stealer. It looks really beaten up too, like some of the contestants found it and ruined it because it was Leafy's. You can see Leafy's own name crossed out at the very top, like Leafy had tried to fix and erase it, but someone used a pen to cross it off; It was practically unreadable. The blue number still didn't figure it out.
"Okay, you can't just say that!"
"I can if it's true! Tape over my mouth? Threats? Mimicry? The actions of someone who really isn't nice. As an expert in the field...I was recently bumped up to 0.5 on the list! That's right! even higher than number one on the list, because I'm just so nice! I can, with confidence, assure you you're unlikable and likely to end up all alone and sad."
Leafy points to her name, written really small above the jumbled up number one spot, trying to fit. *#0.5-Leafy* Leafy may or may not have been projecting when she was talking about One being all alone and sad forever. In truth, Leafy knew the other contestants viewed her as unlikable. But it wasn't their list. It was hers. And she was definitely nice. One responds violently.
"Excuse me, what gives you the right to say that?"
One fires lasers at leafy through her eyes. However, Leafy dodges and the laser bounces off a mirror directly into One's TV.
"Now THAT wasn't very nice, was it? And you'll only learn if you're punished!"
Leafy pulls out a knife, but instead of stabbing One, she slashes the chair and flings stuffing into One's eye.
"There-a now-constant reminder of your misdeeds."
One charges at Leafy, but she quickly throws some books at her. One book starts talking in Leafy's hand.
"AHHH!! Aren't you the Island Stealer I've heard about? Don't throw me! You're so meannn!!! You should be alone for a very very very very-"
Leafy quickly drops the book onto the floor and freezes, her whole body shaking.
"NO NO NO! I AM NOT AN ISLAND STEALER! AND I'M NOT MEAN! I'M THE NICEST PERSON EVER!"
Just then, she notices One staring.
"I'm...not..mean....."
Just then, Leafy collapses on the floor, attempting to hold back her tears. One slowly and cautiously walks over to Leafy.
"It's...not my fault..It's Firey's! He's the jerk! I'm the nice one!"
One seems to finally get it. they are both the same, wanting revenge on those who wronged them, and wanting to fix past relationships. This hadn't been the first time Leafy was alone like this. They're both utterly...alone due to a small mistake. But now, they have each other. One comforts Leafy to the best of her abilities, as Leafy cries her eyes out into the number in front of her.
"I'm..sorry, Leafy. I didn't realize that we were both the same way. Maybe...we could be friends? Plan this whole thing together?"
"You'd...seriously want to be friends with someone like me?...An island stealer? A not-nice, cruel, good-for-nothing object like me?"
Leafy seems to talk down on herself a lot when she's like this. Saying stuff like that with tears in her eyes.
"Yes. Of course Leafy. And you should stop degrading yourself as well. You are a nice person...I believe you. I'll stick by your side no matter what."
"...Thanks, One. I guess we are more similar than we originally thought."
Leafy picks up her *Niceness Chart* that she must have dropped at some point, and moves One's name to #1, One supplying her with materials to fix and erase her chart.
"Pfft-"
"Hm? Why are you laughing?"
"Oh, nothing."
"Hm...okay!"
One lets out a small chuckle at how much Leafy really does rely and believe in her *Niceness Chart*. Things can always change. But right now, they'll just take a small break from revenge, and share their stories with each other! This may be their first time making friends, but there is a first time for everything.