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So Fan what were you planning to pirate on to Gps while simultaneously scratching at that mental scar they have

The contraption also dispenses this question while still with Fan.

“…Stuff,” Fan says. A bit of sweat forms around the upper part of his body. “It’s more the fact that I haven’t had anything to do! The online world was most of my connection especially since-“

Fan pauses for a moment, swallowing.

“I thought it would be an… easy… way to… win the challenge,” Fan says. “Yeah… that,” Fan pauses again before reading the rest of the question.

“…Mental Scar? What mental scar?” Fan says “…Oh right! I mean… it’s not like I was going to blow them up again! Wow, what a scene, that and the scene in the ballroom, that was great-“ Fan continues to ramble.

Fan walks away mid ramble, tossing the comments towards nowhere in particular.

GPS comes to see what Fan was talking about, as it seemingly pertains to him and grabs the comments.

“Thanks,” He says before walking away.

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FAN LEAVE GPS ALONE

The contraption hurries to Fan and dispenses this comment.

“…Geez,” Fan says. “I just wanted to pirate a few things… and watch a few YouTube videos,”

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BFF Episode 3 - Crime Pays

“…What are you doing?” Journal asks.

Suitcase is currently staring at Daddy Long Legs. Which she has been for a few hours now, intensely.

“Waiting for the change,” Suitcase says.

“It’s about that time,” Cane’s Cup says, coming out of nowhere.

Suitcase gives him a half confused half annoyed look before going back to watching Daddy Long Legs. At this point they have gotten the ink river drained and everyone revived. Most people at this time today are talking. Some are sleeping. Fan is suffering technology withdrawals.

“I hate to be that guy but waiting for it to happen won’t make it come faster,” Journal says.

“I don’t care when it comes, I want to see it when it happens,” Suitcase says.

“…For information?” Journal asks.

“If I say yes,” Suitcase says. “Will leave me alone?”

“My bad,” Journal says before walking away.

“I never left!” Cane’s Cup says.

“Can you?” Suitcase says.

“Oh come on we have to stick together! Winner buddies!” Cane’s Cup says.

“…I’m not…particularly proud, of my win,” Suitcase says.

“WHAT?” Cane’s Cup yells. “Not proud… of a win? My win was the best thing that ever happened to me!”

“Good for you,” Suitcase says

As Cane’s Cup keeps talking about his win. Suitcase gives an eye roll before turning her attention back to where she was focused on before.

Only to see a TV in its place. Suitcase’s mouth goes agape. She walks slowly over to it. Surprisingly she’s joined by Vase, but Suitcase doesn’t question that.

They reach the TV. The two look at each other and wordlessly Vase reaches for the knob to turn the TV on. Which she does. The picture comes through and it’s a hand. For a moment, it’s dead silent.

“Hello there! Are you guys ready for the third episode?” The hand speaks by moving it’s mouth. Vase and Suitcase jump away.

“WHAT THE [Team Room 125],” Suitcase says.

[Intro]

“Well hopefully that intro calms you down. So, how’s it going? It’s me, The Man,” The Man moves his hand and words keep magically coming out. “Host of this pretty popular show, Team Room 125, completely revolutionized the OSC, no need to thank me,”

“…The What?” Vase asks.

“I’VE NEVER HEARD OF THAT SHOW,” Fan yells.

“…Well that doesn’t matter!” The Man says. “I will make this the most Team Room 125y episode ever! So the challenge is-“

“The Elimination?” Rosey asks.

“Right… the elimination,” The Man says. “I’ve been told the two teams up for elimination are Nice Time and Stop Talking!”

The two teams sit down.

“First up, Nice Time! Four Votes, Three for Taco,” The Man says.

“Huh, I guess I do have fans,” Taco says.

“Who's gonna get the final vote?” The Man says. “…Alright, done waiting, it’s Leafy with one vote,”

“Yipee!” Leafy says.

“Stop Talking!” The Man says. “You also got four votes,”

“We know,” Suitcase says. “The votes are connected,”

“…Suitcase got one vote,” The Man says. “Someone else got two votes, while someone else got one vote,”

“Please be me,” Moonstone says.

“Not you, it’s between Liam and Fan,” The Man says. “…Fan has the two votes,”

“[Team Room 125]” Spraypaint says, censored.

“Well since that’s all the votes we got… uh I guess… did you do something last time?” The Man asks.

“The most voted person voted one person off, besides people who got votes themselves,” Chocolate Milk Carton says.

“Oh… thanks, I guess we’ll do that. Taco, Fan, who is being voted off?” The Man asks.

Taco looks to Leafy before approaching her, the two whisper to each other.

*Ring,* Leafy says.

*…Are you sure? I know she isn’t… morally the best but she’s statistically good,* Taco says.

*Taco, we’re here to be nice, she is not nice… you can vote whoever you want but if you don’t vote her, that’s a mistake,* Leafy says.

Taco sighs before looking back to everyone. She opens her mouth.

“I choose Ring,” Taco says.

“…Guess I should’ve expected this…” Ring says and goes to sit next to the other eliminated contestants.

“Fan choose Moonstone,” Suitcase says.

“I mean… that is probably the best option,” Fan says. “Also probably not a good idea to keep her away from Dairy. I choose Moonstone,” Fan says.

“…What?” Moonstone says.

“Sorry Moonstone but you're the best option,” Fan says.

“Plus you're disruptive,” Suitcase says.

“I don’t know what to say,” Moonstone says before walking away.

“That’s the elimination, now for the challenge!” The Man says.

“I want to change teams!” Spraypaint says.

“Wait you can do that?” The Man asks.

“Yeah, come on Kit,” Spraypaint says and drags Kit away.

GPS also switches teams.

“Can I come onto your team?” GPS asks Bryce and Amelia.

“Totally,” Bryce says.

“That would be nice,” Amelia says.

“Sure,” Suitcase says.

Spraypaint and Kit stand far away from the other teams.

“We’re making a new team,” Spraypaint says. “I know we would next because Suitcase doesn’t have anyone else to get rid of that she doesn’t like,”

“Okay,” Kit says.

“You can do that?” The Man asks.

“Nobody said we couldn’t,” Spraypaint says.

“…Fine,” The Man says.

[Kit and Spraypaint Jingle]

Teams:

Nice Time: Leafy, Taco, Fern, Cattail, Sketchpad, Cane’s Cup, Gaty, Vase, Rosey

The Leftovers: Book, Journal, Milk, Feather, Chocolate Milk Carton, Eyepatch, Plasma Ball

Kit and Spraypaint: Kit, Spraypaint

Stop Talking!: Suitcase, Fan, No Way, Polka Dot, Liam, Bryce, Amelia, GPS

“As for the eliminated contestants,” The Man says. “They can go up in the… Bottom Left Corner,”

“Really?” Diary asks.

“HEY! Not every idea can be spontaneous and original,” The Man says.

“Fine.” Ring says.

The Four take their exit to the bottom left corner. As The Man sighs before grappling himself back together.

“NOW! Time for the challenge!” The Man says. “You guys have to commit a crime! The first two teams to commit a crime will be safe, the two who don’t will be put up for elimination!”

“You cannot be serious,” Suitcase says.

“I’m extremely serious,” The Man says. “321Go,”

Spraypaint immediately locks eyes with her target, smiling a big smile.

“COME HERE NO WAY!” Spraypaint yells.

No Way sees the writing on the wall and runs away. Screaming as he’s being chased by the others.

“No Way!” Polka Dot says and chases after the two.

“Can we not do this one?” Bryce asks.

“Let’s just find a petty crime to do,” Suitcase says.

“Jaywalking?” Liam asks.

“I don’t see any roads,” GPS says.

“How about piracy?” Fan asks.

“That could work,” GPS says.

“Wait, can we pirate things with you?” Fan asks.

“…Please don’t,” GPS says.

Fan inches closer as GPS inches back before the two take off. Fan chasing GPS, as Suitcase’s frown grows.

“Can we give up now?” Bryce asks.

“Maybe we should’ve kept ring,” Taco says.

“…No, all we need to do is find a way to commit a crime with doing what’s good!” Leafy says.

“Maybe we can do petty crimes,” Rosey says. “Like hanging a clothesline!”

“…That’s not a crime,” Cattail says. “How about we kill someone? Or one of us kills another? We can just recover ourselves, so technically commiting a victimless crime,”

“Wait, do we still have a recovery center?” Vase asks.

“…I’ll go check,” Fern says. “Come on Cattail,”

“Alright,” Cattail says.

The two walk to The Man, still on the TV, not doing all that much.

“Do you have a recovery center?” Fern asks The Man.

“No.” The Man replies.

The two walk back to the others.

“We can’t recover people,” Fern informs.

“How about we steal that knife from Spraypaint?” Vase asks. “That would be a good thing to do while also breaking the law!”

“That’s actually a well thought out idea,” Taco says.

“So let’s go get her!” Cattail says before running off.

“I concur!” Taco says, following Cattail.

“…I also do that!” Leafy says, and she’s followed by everyone else.

“You wanna just kill someone?” Eyepatch asks. To the rest of the group.

They have congregated. Seemingly trying to brainstorm something or looking like they’re trying to brainstorm something.

“How about we just beat someone up?” Milk asks.

“You would know about that wouldn’t you?” Plasma Ball says.

“I’m not even going to try and apologize again,” Milk says.

“Maybe we can get Plasma Ball to assault Milk,” Feather says.

“I don’t want to be assaulted!” Milk says.

“I’m not going to do that…” Plasma Ball says.

“Oh my [Team Room 125] glub you guys are impossible!” Feather says. “I should’ve made my own team too! How about we assault both Plasma Ball and Milk since they won’t listen to me!” Feather says.

“Let’s assault Feather,” Plasma Ball says.

“I agree,” Milk says.

Feather’s smart enough to realize the writing on the wall and she runs away. Followed by Plasma Ball and Milk chasing her down, ready to beat the crap out of her.

“Well how about we commit something lighter? Like stealing?” Book suggests.

“What’s the simplest crime we can commit?” Journal asks.

“Property Damage,” Chocolate Milk Carton says.

“…I don’t think this is anyone’s property,” Book says.

“Maybe we can steal something,” Journal says. “Does anyone have anything to steal off of them?”

Spraypaint continues to chase No Way throughout the forest. Stalking him throughout the way to find where he is and to kill him. All while Polka Dot is trying to stop her and she is failing miserably.

“Come on dude, once you die I won’t have to kill you again!” Spraypaint says.

“AHHHHHHHH!” No Way yells.

“I’m coming!” Polka Dot says trying her best to follow the two. Mainly being in her shapeless form.

“Not if I get her first!” Taco says coming out of nowhere and almost getting Spraypaint.

“Um thanks, but I got it,” Polka Dot says.

“Oh, you do not understand the opportunity bestowed uponst you,” Taco states. “Fortunately, I do and I-“ Taco notices that Polka Dot and the rest are gone. “Phooey,”

“I know her the best!” Rosey says. “I should be able to get her,”

“How well do you know her?” Gaty asks.

“…Not well,” Rosey says.

Rosey runs off and tries to find a way to block off Spraypaint. When she finally does find an opportunity, she goes for it, and fails horribly. She falls on the ground as No Way and Spraypaint walk over her.

“Sorry Rosey!” No Way calls before screaming once again.

“Come on dude this is about to stop being a cool chase and more like a day job. Just let me kill you!” Spraypaint says.

The two keep running as Leafy, Vase. Gaty, Cane’s Cup and Sketchpad follow behind. Along with Polka Dot, taking a different path. While Taco tries to find the rest of her group and potentially the two they’re chasing.

“You could take my straw,” Chocolate Milk Carton says and points to his straw.

“Wait, can it be from our own team? It would probably be too easy to steal it from our own team,” Journal says.

“Smart thinking Journal!” Book says.

“Can we take it just in case?” Eyepatch asks. “We can just win the challenge if that’s the case,”

“No, we need to think of what to do to the other teams,” Journal says.

“Uh huh,” Eyepatch says.

He eyes Chocolate Milk Carton’s straw, really wanting to grab it while Chocolate Milk Carton stands there, unmoving. While Journal and Book continue to think about potential plans to win the challenge.

“Oof!” Gaty says as she falls to the ground after another attempt of trying to get Spraypaint’s knife goes wrong.

“Come on, No Way!” Spraypaint taunts. “LET ME KILL YOU!”

“Let me try!” Leafy says and jumps from a tree.

Only to fall slowly down missing the mark entirely. Taco pulls her down. Sketchpad also fails, he’s way too short to catch up and way too floaty to catch the perp. Leaving Vase. Who is currently behind a tree. She sees No Way pass, waits for a split second and then lurches from the shadows.

The knife falls and so does Spraypaint and Vase.

“Get up,”

“No,”

“Get up,”

“No,”

“Get up,”

“No,”

“Get. Up.” Suitcase repeats.

“No,” Bryce says.

The two continue this charade as the others watch. Liam and Amelia don’t know really what to make of this situation.

“If we lose again,” Liam says.

“Which is likely,” Amelia adds on.

“She’s going to kick Bryce off the team,” Liam says.

“He’s never gotten a vote,” Amelia says. “I mean neither have I but, you know,”

“…We have to win the challenge,” Liam says. “What’s… a dumb law? That we can break,”

“What laws are we even going off of?” Amelia asks.

“I assume wherever the host comes from?” Liam suggests.

“…Do we even know where he comes from?” Amelia asks.

“No,” Liam says.

“Liam, I don’t think we’re going to win the challenge,” Amelia says.

“…[Team Room 125],” Liam replies.

Eyepatch continues to eye Chocolate Milk Carton. Looking for the strength and the opportunity to grab the straw.

“How about we steal something bad? Does anyone have poison on them?” Journal inquires.

“Not that I know of? What if we scam someone?” Book asks.

“Maybe we should kill someone? Recovery must be an option,” Journal says.

“Look at how much trouble Spraypaint is in, either we find someone who wants to die or we can do something else. Like Tax Evasion? Defamation?” Book suggests.

“That last one could work,” Journal says.

Book smiles at that comment.

“Then let’s go do it!” Book says.

Eyepatch gets close to Chocolate Milk Carton and is about to get it when Journal grabs him and pulls him away.

“Come on, your not running away too,” Journal says.

“Why aren’t we taking Chocolate Milk Carton with us?” Eyepatch asks.

“You know he doesn’t talk much only says something kinda insightful sometimes,” Journal says.

“Ayyyyyyy,” Eyepatch says, downturned as he is dragged away.

The three walk away completely leaving their spot to find somebody.

“We will lose,” Chocolate Milk Carton says before becoming silent once again.

“Come back here Feather!” Plasma Ball yells while smiling wide.

Plasma Ball and Milk continue to bond over their shared hatred of Feather. They keep chasing her and trying to catch her as they run through the forest. The two keep slowly gaining on Feather. So close to getting to her and to beat her up.

Close by GPS and Fan are engaged in their own chase through the woods. Fan, doing a worse job of keeping up with GPS, however the latter is still fearful of how the former will use them. Fan hasn’t been completely sane due to the fact he doesn’t have his precious computer and other electronics near him. Close to both of them is Vase and Spraypaint as they struggle for the knife. As the rest of Nice Time and Polka Dot are close by running to them to try to either help Vase or help No Way.

Then they all accidentally find themselves together in the same place. GPS stops at the scene only to try and resume once he remembers Fan chasing after him. Feather does stop and bumps into GPS after stepping over Vase and Spraypaint. Hitting Spraypaint, creating another dent in her can.

This momentary distraction allows Vase to reach for the knife as it slowly comes into her grasp. She gets it and-

“Nice Time is the first team safe because they committed theft to by stealing Spraypaint’s knife,” The Man says.

“Oh wow you helped me, thank you guys!” No Way says.

“Yeah…” Polka Dot says.

Spraypaint gets up lightning fast and steals back her knife even quicker, which she launches into No Way before tackling him and slowly but surely killing him. By repeating stabbing, tearing apart and throwing him.

“Kit and Spraypaint win by Spraypaint committing Assault- Aggravated Assau- Attempted Murde- 3rd degree mur- 2nd degree- 1st- premeditated murder,” The Man says.

“Oh cool, we won?” Kit says appearing out of nowhere.

“…Yeah,” Spraypaint says.

Everyone else backs away in fear from Spraypaint’s display of incredible violence. Well besides The Man.

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gps has never done anything wrong in his life

The contraption lowers to GPS and dispenses this comment.

“…Thanks? I wouldn’t say I’m perfect, I’m not… I’ve done a few things I regret,” GPS says. “If I could go back I would’ve-“

“He murdered people,” Sketchpad says before walking away.

“I didn’t do that…” GPS says in a lower tone of voice.

GPS sighs, frustrated before walking away without a second thought. The contraption floats back up into the sky.

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HEY HEYE HEY!!!! question for taco!!!!!! your #1 fan here ^^

how do you feel about being on another competition?!?!?do you have a gameplan or are you just going with it?!!

ok BYE!!!!!! runs away

The contraption takes an eye for Taco this time around. Of course, Taco is apprehensive until the question is dispensed. Leaving her more confused than anything.

“…Well… it’s nice to know I have fans… I’m not particularly pleased with being here. Being forced into another competition,” Taco says with a frown and a look down to the ground.

“I intend to win, even if it’s for bragging rights…” Taco thinks for a moment. “I don’t particularly know what ‘freedom’ means. It could be well worth it. Unfortunately, as you can tell, I don't have a concrete plan… Hopefully Leafy’s friendly ideals work," Taco says with a small smile.

The contraption zips back up. As Taco walks away, her expression: neutral.

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BFF Episode 2 - Think Carefully before You Drown

Suitcase wakes up. Still in this… void. Of course, it couldn’t be a nightmare, why would it? That would be too simple. Suitcase turns around to see Clock, still up. It’s been a week. Shouldn’t there be a new contest already? Or at the very least, something else?

Suitcase sighs before shifting back, trying to get a few more winks of sleep.

All of a sudden, Clock rises up in a glorious show of lights. Suitcase’s eyes widen as he ascends to the heavens. Then an explosion that is only comparable to a nuclear bomb detonation happens. A great cavalcade of light and all the colors of anything that’s ever existed is shown and then is finally settled.

Suitcase and everyone else look to what once remained in Clock’s spot. It’s a black figure with long legs.

“Huh?” Suitcase asks.

“He-Hey guys, are you ready… for the next… challenge?” The figure asks.

“HUH?” Suitcase reiterates.

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“Daddy long legs?” Rosey asks, taken aback and in mild fear..

“Yo! It’s our host!” Spraypaint says. “What’s up my black legged friendo?”

“All of our legs are black,” Journal points out.

“Actually-“ Liam begins to say.

“Please… do not… inter-interrupt me,” Daddy Long Legs says. “So, whose-… whose ready for the… next… challenge?”

“Can you please tell us what’s going on?” Suitcase asks.

“…Oh yeah!” Daddy Long Legs says. “We have to do the elimination first, thank you for reminding me Suitcase,”

Daddy Long Legs walks over and pats Suitcase on the head. Suitcase shivers at the touch.

“Um, will the two… the two teams who were elimin-eliminated come over here?” Daddy Long Legs asks.

The two teams circle around him.

“Oh, okay… we got 6 votes,” Daddy Long Legs says. “From 3 different people,”

“That’s little?” Water Bottle asks.

“Yes… yes…” Daddy Long Legs says. “First up, is Stop Talking…”

“First safe, Suitcase, with… with two votes,” Daddy Long Legs says.

“Of course,” Dairy rolls her eyes.

Suitcase attempts to ignore that.

“Second… safe, Liam, with… one vote,” Daddy Long Legs says. “That’s… that’s all the votes,”

“…So who's eliminated?” Amelia asks.

“We… we… didn’t prepare-prepare for this… so I’ll get out… the BURNER rule book!” Daddy Long Legs says.

Daddy Long Legs gets out a big book from nowhere and opens it up. Flip through a couple of pages before he gets what he’s looking for.

“So, according to… according to this book, whoever is the most voted for gets to vote off whoever they want,” Daddy Long Legs says. “They can’t vote out anybody who also got a vote,”

“I choose Diary,” Suitcase says.

“WHAT?” Diary yells.

“Alright… Diary you are elim-eliminated…” Daddy Long Legs says. “Now for thee Leftovers,”

“It’s the Leftovers,” Feather says.

“Oh… my bad-bad, first safe Book, with two votes,” Daddy Long Legs says.

“Really?” Book says, with stars in her eyes from excitement.

“Yes…Yes,” Daddy Long Legs says. “Second safe, Fan, with one,”

“Awsome!” Fan says.

“Now… vote off another content,” Daddy Long Legs says.

Journal scoots over to Book.

*You should vote Water Bottle off,* Journal says.

“I HEARD THAT YOU NERD!” Water Bottle says.

“Water Bottle,” Book says.

“Alright… Water Bottle you…you are elim-eliminated…” Daddy Long Legs says.

“[Censored]” Water Bottle says. “Wait why can’t I say [Censored]?”

“No swear… swearing,” Daddy Long Legs says.

“Fine. Whatever. Put us in the pit already,” Dairy says.

“No… just stand to the side and watch from afar,” Daddy Long Legs says. “Don’t… do… any- anything,”

“…What if we, you know… do stuff, with the competition?” Water Bottle says.

“Interfere,” Diary corrects.

“Dude, didn’t you hear him? You can’t!” Spraypiant says. “…Some people…”

“Don’t… do that…” Daddy Long Legs says.

“…Whatever…” Diary says.

She sits on a hill and is then joined by Water Bottle shortly after.

“I can’t believe I was bested by two gay dweebs,” Water Bottle says.

“I’m sorry two what now?” Diary says.

“Gay dweeb-“ Water Bottle is interrupted by Dairy punching him in his face. Then subsequently beating him up.

Everyone watches as Diary beats up Water Bottle. Some in shock, some in amazement, some simply neutrally. Then there’s Suitcase.

“She was capable of that the whole time?” Suitcase asks. “…Hey… Mr…. long legs? Can we switch teams?”

“…Did-did the other… hosts say-say you could?” Daddy Long Legs asks.

“They never said we… couldn’t?” Suitcase says.

“Oh… okay then,” Daddy Long Legs says.

“Are you leaving our-“ Polka Dot asks.

“Fan! Over here!” Suitcase yells.

Fan looks over and then runs over to the team and stands next to Suitcase.

“He’s on our team now,” Suitcase says.

“Oh… okay then… any other switches?” Daddy Long Legs asks. “…No? Okay then…”

The New Teams;

Nice Time: Leafy, Taco, Fern, Cattail, Sketchpad, Cane’s Cup, Gaty, Vase, Ring, Rosey

The Leftovers: Book, Journal, Milk, GPS, Feather, Chocolate Milk Carton, Eyepatch, Plasma Ball

Stop Talking!: Suitcase, Fan, No Way, Polka Dot, Liam, Bryce, Amelia, Kit, Spraypaint, Moonstone

“What’s the next contest?” Eyepatch asks.

“The next challenge is… paint a picture… whoever gives me a good picture in the next… twenty minutes is safe…” Daddy Long Legs says. “3…2…1…G-go,”

“…Anyone here an artist?” Taco asks.

“I took a few drawing classes in school,” Fern says.

“What are we going to draw on?” Cattail asks.

“…That’s a good question,” Leafy says. Looking around and finding nothing. “Someone should go and tell the host we need paper and paint!”

“I’ll do that,” Ring says and walks away.

“Wait for me!” Sketchpad says. “I’ll protect you from the murderer!”

Ring freezes up for a moment before continuing, not acknowledging Sketchpad as the two make their way to Daddy Long Legs.

“We’re down two members,” Journal says.

“Well it’s not like Fan was a power player, plus he seems happier on Stop Talking,” Eyepatch says.

“I’M SO HAPPY!” Fan yells.

“Fan, why did you yell that?” Suitcase asks, with a confused look.

“Well I’m an Art Book, so I can draw,” Book suggests.

“We still need paper,” Plasma Ball says. “Or… anything,”

“I think we should-“ Milk begins to say.

“SHUT UP!” Plasma Ball says.

“I SAID I WAS SORRY!” Milk says.

The two begin to yell at each other.

“I knew I should’ve joined the other team,” GPS says with a sigh.

“…Can we just give up?” Eyepatch asks.

“Fan, can you draw?” Suitcase asks.

“I mean if I had MS Paint,” Fan says.

“…Dairy was a good artist,” Moonstone mumbles out.

Suitcase ignores that and shakes it off.

“I did a few art classes,” Amelia says.

“I doubt the host will care that much,” Bryce says.

“We don’t know that… wait he’s your host, right?” Liam asks, looking at Spraypaint and Kit. The two are not really paying attention.

“Oh, yeah,” Spraypaint says.

“What are his… standards?” Liam asks.

“I don’t know,” Kit says.

“Extremely high,” Spraypaint says. “Yeah, he hates everything we make him, he’s a real jerk about it too,” Spraypaint says with a smirk on her face while playing with her knife.

“…We’re screwed,” Suitcase says.

“I mean, if he hates everything, then what do we have to worry about?” Bryce says. “It’ll basically be random,”

“Well he really likes Rosey’s stuff,” Spraypaint says. Pointing to Rosey.

“I really liked Diary’s stuff,” Moonstone mumbles out, Suitcase is going to kill someone and that person’s probably going to be-

“…Really?” Polka Dot asks, skeptical of Sprypaint’s claims.

“Why do we even care? Maybe we can finally go home after this,” Bryce says.

“…Maybe,” Liam says.

“Oh come on, it’s fun!” Amelia says.

Bryce looks at her as Suitcase is losing it, Moonstone is sulking, Fan is trying his best but is incredibly awkward about it, and Spraypaint and Kit kinda flirting to each other by doing weird sort of law breaking things such as Spraypaint holding a knife in front of No Way, freaking him out.

“If I say yes, can we not do the challenge?” Bryce asks.

“…Are we there yet?” Sketchpad asks.

“No.” Ring says.

The two continue walking. The crunch beneath the ground moves them forward. They quickly get to Daddy Long Legs.

“Hey can we get some paper?” Ring asks.

“Hmmm? Oh… yeah,” Daddy Long Legs says. He pops some paper into existence.

It ends up being a tower of paper, which is three times the size of Daddy Long Legs himself. It shadows over anyone near it. Everyone looks at it. Before Amelia runs over to it and a bunch of people follow her example and run over to the tower. Ring sees her opportunity and tries to take out a piece of paper which topples the paper tower over. Which lands on Polka Dot, who's running to the tower. No Way sees this and tries to get her out.

“…Hey, um… Mr. Host?” Ring asks.

“Huh-yeah?” Daddy Long Legs asks.

“Can we have more paper?” Ring asks.

“Oh, yeah, sure,” Daddy Long Legs says and pops another stack of paper into existence.

Ring dashes over to the pile and pushes it down and it slams down onto No Way.

“What are you doing?” Leafy calls.

“Long Legs, more paper,” Ring says.

“Are you… you, sure you need- need this much paper?” Daddy Long Legs asks.

“YES!” Ring yells.

“Oh-Okay,” Daddy Long Legs says.

He summons more paper towers while Ring pushes them over onto a bunch of other people. Getting most of Stop Talking! As well as most of The Leftovers.

“Ring, why are we doing this?” Sketchpad asks.

“…Mr. Long Legs-“ Ring requests.

“My name… my name isn’t Long Legs, it’s-“ Daddy Long Legs says.

“I am not calling you that,” Ring says. “Can you give me something that dispenses infinite paper or something, you're too slow,”

“Oh…alright,” Daddy Long Legs says.

Out pops an infinite paper machine. Which ring takes and shoots with her feet and shoots out loads of paper. Onto the other contestants who all try to avoid the paper.

“Wait!” Polka Dot says. “No Way isn’t breathing!”

Ring looks at Polka Dot in the face and cocks the gun and shoots loads of paper at her. Ring continues her rampage until Diary, out of nowhere, piles onto her to stop her. Followed up by Leafy and Rosey.

“LET ME GO!” Ring yells.

“This isn’t nice, Ringy!” Leafy says.

“My name is Ring!” Ring says while she struggles.

“Oh, sorry, force of habit,” Leafy says.

Ring is actually very strong and it’s a struggle to get her separated and restrained. While Sketchpad stands afraid.

“What’s your deal? It’s paper,” Ring says.

“It’s not very nice,” Leafy says.

“People could die!” Diary says.

“I mean we could recover them,” Rosey says.

“MURDERER!” Sketchpad says and runs around in fear before hitting his head and fainting on the ground.

“…Did he die?” Cattail calls far away from the scene.

Rosey runs over to Sketchpad.

“He doesn’t have a pulse,” Rosey says. “Daddy Long Legs can you bring in the recovery cube?”

“…The what? Oh, I mean, yeah… yeah,” Daddy Long Legs says and the recovery cube is summoned.

“WHO DO YOU WISH TO-“ The recovery cube belts out in its harsh robotic voice.

“Recover Sketchpad,” Rosey says.

Out plops Sketchpad.

“I WAS KILLED!” Sketchpad says.

“No you killed yourself,” Diary says.

“Diary! Your back!” Moonstone says and hugs Diary. The latter takes it while grumbling how much she wants to get out but doesn’t actually want that to happen.

“I’M ON A TEAM WITH A MURDERER!” Sketchpad cries out.

“Attempted murderer,” Leafy says.

Everyone looks at Leafy.

“It’s an important difference!” Leafy says.

“She’s right,” Taco says.

Leafy smiles at Taco. As Sketchpad has teardrops swell in his eyes before he quickly runs away crying. The group stands in silence for a moment.

“Recover Sketchpad,” Rosey says.

Out plops Sketchpad, again.

Sketchpad flops down on the ground into a sobbing mess. Taco and Leafy take Ring away from her device and Taco smashes it.

“Well, at least we have lots of paper,” Cattail says as she takes a bunch of paper.

“…Wait, what are you going to draw it with?” Fern asks.

Ring’s eyes go wide.

“SUMMON INK!” Ring yells.

“Okay.” Daddy Long Legs says.

A bunch of ink comes out of nowhere. People run to avoid the tidal wave of ink and most of them fail. Even members of Nice Time get sucked up by the wave.

“RING!” Taco yells.

“I admit, that was my fault,” Ring says. “Poor planning on my part,”

Sketchpad gets up.

“Recover everyone whose dead!” Sketchpad yells at the recovery cube.

“I NEED A NAME,” Recovery Cube says.

“…Uh…um…Uh…Oh! Suitcase!” Sketchpad yells out.

Suitcase is shot out onto the ground.

“…Huh?” Suitcase asks. She looks around. “Who… recovered me?”

“See? Murderer!” Sketchpad says and points to Ring who looks more annoyed than ashamed at her actions.

“It was… an accident,” Ring says.

“What did you think would happen when you called for a mass summoning of ink?” Taco asks.

“…As I said, poor planning,” Ring says.

“I respect the ingenuity but this is simply crass, not to mention, blatant,” Taco says.

“I’m not going to get judged on my actions on the pretense of blatancy,” Ring says. “Also it was an accident, an accident I take responsibility for but still, an accident!”

“…How does a challenge get this bad?” Taco asks, pinching her “nose”.

“What is that?” Suitcase asks. Looking up at the recovery cube.

“Recovery Cube,” Sketchpad says.

“How does it work?” Suitcase asks.

“Say to recover anyone!” Sketchpad says.

“Oh, thanks, um… Recover Fan,” Suitcase says.

Fan plops out.

“Recover No Way, Polka Dot, Liam, Bryce, Amelia, Kit, Spraypaint, and… that’s it,” Suitcase says.

Leaving someone out. Which Diary notices. Everyone Suitcase says pops out besides Kit and Spraypaint.

“Great, their team’s recovered and we’re still doing nothing,” Ring says.

“Recover Moonstone!” Diary yells.

Moonstone pops out.

“She’s interfering!” Suitcase says.

“….Hm?…Oh, don’t… don’t do that,” Daddy Long Legs says.

“You're not going to stop her?” Suitcase says.

“Wait, we could interfere the whole time?” Spraypaint yells from a far off place on a tree with Kit by her side.

Suitcase wordlessly walks off and tries to find a place. Most of her team follows her, minus the person she refused to recover. Who instead makes her way over to Diary. Making her way through the mildly tall grass. While Leafy and Taco walk away with Ring in tow.

“Diary! I missed you so much!” Moonstone says and hugs her.

“…Moonstone…” Diary wants to tell her how wrong she is. “I missed you too,” Yet she doesn’t.

The only member of the leftovers still alive after the massacre is Journal. Who sneaks out after the other two teams leave. He grabs some materials and takes some paper and runs and hides.

“Alright, Journal. This is best you can do,” Journal tells himself.

Journal is drawing by dipping his finger into the river of ink and drawing that way. Journal is not an artist, even he knows that. He can draw a competent picture, of course this is made harder by his limited tools.

It takes every single second of concentration to get it right.

“Finally!” Journal says. Holding his masterpiece.

Which looks absolutely horrible. Journal however happily rushes to Daddy Long Legs to give it to him.

“How much time do we have left?” Fan says.

“You…. You have three- two minutes left,” Daddy Long Legs randomly calls out.

“…We’re screwed,” Liam says.

“Maybe we wouldn’t be if Diary-“ Moonstone begins to say.

“OH MY GOSH, SHUT UP ABOUT DIARY-“ Suitcase yells at Moonstone.

The two begin to yell at each other again. As everyone else looks around, lost.

“Can we give up now?” Bryce asks.

“Come on!” No Way says. “We still have paper, and all this ink!”

No Way dips the paper in the ink.

“See?” No Way says. The paper instantly falls apart after a few seconds.

“…Second elimination here we come,” Bryce says.

“Stay down for the rest of the challenge,” Leafy commands.

“After that humiliation I will,” Ring says.

“Okay team, what can we do?” Fern asks. “Because I don’t have any ideas,”

“You…. You have three- two minutes left,” Daddy Long Legs randomly calls out.

“Well whichever team doesn’t have anything must be feeling pretty dumb right now,” Cane’s Cup says.

“…Where have you been?” Cattail asks.

“My name is Cane’s Cup,” Cane’s Cup says with a big smile.

“We have to find a way to use this,” Taco says, looking around.

She takes a few bundles of papers and dunks them into the ink. Then pulls the papers out. They make a unique shape with colors.

“Looks like tie dye,” Fern says.

“This will have to do,” Taco says. “Which one of you is the fastest runner?”

“Me!” Cane’s Cup says.

“…Can we really trust him?” Cattail asks.

“Don’t be so mean, Cattail!” Leafy says. “We trust you, Cane’s Cup,” Leafy hands Cane’s Cup the artwork.

Cane’s Cup takes the artwork and flies. His cup, rotating so fast you can’t even see his limbs. He stops right next to Daddy Long Legs. Right as Journal arrives as well.

“Here ya go,” Cane’s Cup says.

“Take it before they kill me too,” Journal says, handing in his piece as well.

Daddy Long Legs observes both of them.

“Well time is… up,” Daddy Long Legs says. “Stop… talking… did not submit… submit anything so they… forfeit,”

“…Well I got what I wanted,” Bryce says before walking away.

“Now to judge the two… who did… submit- submit,” Daddy Long Legs says. He takes Nice Time’s Piece. “I like the… colors… but it looks kind of messy… and it’s wet… 5/10,”

“…That’s good right?” Cane’s Cup asks.

“Now for… The Leftovers…” Daddy Long Legs says. “…I do like the…the subject matter… I think… 7/10… It kinda looks like Rosey…”

“I KNEW IT!” Spraypaint yells.

“So the Leftovers… win…” Daddy Long Legs says. “Vote for one person on both …Nice… Time and …Stop… Talking… you have to vote who you want to save… so maybe who you like… or someone who did a good… a good job- or someone who…”

“Can you remove the ink water now?” Diary asks, interrupting Daddy Long Legs.

Daddy Long Legs clears his throat.

“As I-I was saying,” Daddy Long Legs begins to say.

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Hey contestants from One how does it feel to be the only ones with a "normal" name

The contraption comes down again right in front of Liam, Bryce, and Amelia. They all eye it very suspiciously until it outputs the questions.

“I guess… It feels… weird? I’m used to it at this point though,” Liam says. “It’s better here. I can use my actual name now,”

“It sucks,” Bryce says

“I agree with Liam, It’s nice that we can use our real names now…” Amelia says. “It is a bit of a hurdle overall, but most people get used to it pretty quickly. It’s more a problem of what people call me: candle, scented candle, candley, so many nicknames, surprisingly nobody’s called me ‘scenty’ yet,”

Amelia attempts to force out a laugh but fails, sounding more like a cough attached to a fake smile.

The machine accepts the answer and goes back up. Bryce sits back down, emotionless. Liam and Amelia look at each other before joining Bryce and sitting back down.

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So Book how are you feeling about the new competition?

A mic with a bunch of cameras come down from the sky to Book. She jumps back a bit, before getting closer to inspect.

“Huh, what’s this?” Book asks. Before she can figure it out, the machine dispenses this question to her.

“Oh! …well I’m happy to see Journal again. It’s been so long since I’ve seen him…” Book says. “As for the actual competition, the fact that I was so close to winning TPOT is a bit of a shame. I will say I was a bit worried about getting eliminated and that worry has melted away! Along with my worries with her… I do miss Ice Cube and Taggy, I hope they’re doing better than me,”

Book smiles as the machine flies back up into the sky. With everyone else around her looking confused.

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If I may ask do we need to know all of the shows crossing over for this project?

Out of Character: It’s not required, but it is recommended. Some of the jokes will make more sense if you do know the series. Other than that some of the non-canon elements (such as book and journal being siblings) may be confusing if you read this then watch the series they’re based off of. This entire thing is non canon however and will eventually become irrelevant to canon as additional information is given to us through the shows.

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Questions are simple, you should know how to access them. No worries if you don't, however, it’s remarkably simple. Press the button (in this case it should say “questions here”) which will transport you to the ask page. Then you input your question, and after you're done mark if you wish to be anonymous or not. After that, hit send and it will be sent directly to us.

As for how this will work, say you have a question. This can be a general question you ask to us, one to the characters or one you ask a bunch of characters. If we are going outside the game we will put “Out of Character:” before the answer. If we don’t we won’t put that.

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Episode 1 - What’s Cane’s Cup’s Name? [Part 2]

“Contest!” The clock says.

“Clock, what are you doing here?” No Way asks.

“I’m so glad you asked No Way!” The clock says, and then proceeds not to speak.

“…Can you explain what is happening?” Suitcase asks.

“Certainly Suitcase!” Clock says.

“How do you know my name?” Suitcase asks.

“Me and a bunch of hosts decided we all had such good contestants that we needed to bring everyone together!” Clock says.

“…You have to be kidding me,” Diary says pinching what would be her nose, if she had one.

“What about us?” GPS asks.

“We loved your shows and thought you deserved to be here too!” Clock says.

“Our what?” GPS asks.

“Your a character in the nightly manor!” Fan says. “Didn’t you know?”

“Huh?” GPS asks.

“Now! Get into 10 teams of three, I mean 3 teams of ten,” Clock says.

“No!” Suitcase says. “I’m not competing again!”

Clock stands in silence. Only blinking.

“How about we be on a team?” Liam asks.

“…Fine,” Suitcase says.

Liam and Suitcase walk down. Bryce and Amelia join them quickly.

“Um, can we join?” No Way asks while he approaches Suitcase with Polka Dot.

“Sure,” Suitcase says. “That means we already have six, anyone else you guys want to have?”

“Maybe GPS?” Bryce says.

“The murderer?” No Way asks.

“Why, you want Sketchpad instead?” Bryce asks.

“Maybe, he reminds me of my friend, Tile,” No Way says.

“Where is he anyway?” Polka Dot asks.

“I think we should be on a team,” Leafy says.

“Better than anyone else,” Taco says. “…Who else?”

“Well I think this team should be as nice as possible. Fern seems nice,” Leafy says.

“I mean that’s not strategically-“ Taco begins to say.

“I heard my name,” Fern says.

“I also heard his name,” Cattail says.

“Would you like to join our team?” Leafy asks.

“Sounds good, as long as Cattail can join too,” Fern says.

“Sounds good!” Leafy says.

“Who else are we getting?” Fern asks.

“I want this team to be nice as possible… how about… hmmmmmm,” Leafy thinks.

“I’m filled with ice,” Cane’s Cup says.

“…No I said nice-“ Leafy says.

“Ice gang!” Cane’s Cup says happily defying the laws of gravity to celebrate.

“Did you hear the word gang?” Spraypaint asks.

“No,” Kit says. “I don’t hear anything anymore,”

“Let’s go over to the Suitcase, she seems easy to tease and she’s a winner,” Spraypaint says.

“What-“ Kit asks before she is dragged by Spraypaint to Suitcase.

“Hey we’re joining your team,” Spraypaint says.

“Well, I guess-“ Suitcase says.

“Cool,” Spraypaint interupts. “This is our team now Kit,”

“Whatever,” Kit says.

“That’s almost the entire team filled up…” Suitcase says. “Wait, where's Fan?”

“Wow that’s so interesting!” Fan says.

“Yeah I know,” Diary says. “I’m just such an interesting person!”

Moonstone gets Diary’s attention by poking her on the back.

“Diary, we should go and find a team,” Moonstone says.

“Oh that's true, bye weird red thing!” Diary says.

“…My name is Fan…” Fan says. “I guess I should find a group…”

“So who should we join?” Diary asks Moonstone as they walk away..

“The only two teams there are is the team who wants to be nice and that team,” Moonstone says, pointing to Suitcase and the others.

“We should go with that team,” Diary says. “I like the look of that candle,”

“…Alright…” Moonstone says.

Moonstone is a bit weirded out by that comment. But listens to Diary and walks toward Suitcase and their team.

“Can we join your team?” Moonstone asks.

“…I don’t know,” Suitcase says. “Have you seen Fan around here?”

“Fan?” Diary asks. “Who’s that?”

“You talked to him a moment ago,” Moonstone informs.

“Oh!” Diary says.

Suitcase is very wary of that comment. Thinking that Diary is a jerk and not like Knife. Fan’s may not be the best but he’s good! Probably better than Diary!

“I’m not letting you on,” Suitcase states.

“What?” Diary says.

Diary and Suitcase begin to argue. While Liam and Moonstone try to break them apart.

“Who else should we get?” Leafy asks.

“Do you three know any ‘nice’ people?” Taco asks.

“…Not Water Bottle,” Fern says.

“Demon Core is nice,” Cane’s Cup says.

Everyone looks confused at Cane’s Cup.

“I said-“ Cane’s Cup says.

“WHAT?” Cattail screams.

“I heard a scream!” Rosey says.

“Hi there!” Leafy says “Are you nice?”

“As long as nobody here is a stuck up jerk,” Rosey says.

“Nope, nobody is,” Leafy says.

“I’m working on it,” Taco says.

“…Good enough,” Rosey says.

“Who else should we bring on?” Leafy asks.

“How about Ring and Vase? They’re nice,” Rosey says.

“That sounds great!” Leafy says.

“Leafy, is this the best idea? I don’t think that’s strategically viable,” Taco says.

“Did someone call my name?” Vase asks.

“AH-!” Taco says, caught off guard by the sudden appearance.

“I bet Vase can add something to the team!” Leafy says. “What do you do Vase?”

“Break easily,” Vase says.

“…Oh…” Leafy says.

“We’re screwed,” Taco says.

“I found Ring!” Rosey says. Dragging her to them.

“Alright, that’s fine,” Taco says. “Two more spots left, we can make this work,”

“And Ring brought Sketchpad with her!” Rosey says.

Taco breaks a bit.

“One more spot left,” Taco corrects herself.

“How about we get Gaty?” Leafy asks.

“…Why?” Taco asks.

“I know her from BFB!” Leafy says. “Plus she’s really nice and I heard she gets along with hosts great!”

“That’s… not a bad idea,” Taco says. “Why not?”

“Gaty!” Leafy calls.

Gaty notices and sees Leafy waving over to her. She walks over.

“What’s up?” Gaty asks.

“You should join our team!” Leafy says.

“I don’t know…” Gaty says.

“We think you would be a valuable asset,” Taco says.

“…Maybe,” Gaty says.

“It’s better than them,” Ring points out.

Ring points to Suitcase’s team who is still in an argument. Gaty looks at them, see no other teams and makes a quick decision.

“Yeah, I think I’ll join you guys,” Gaty says.

“Whether you like it or not, we’re joining this team,” Diary says.

“YOU ARE NOT-“ Suitcase says.

“THE TEAMS ARE SET!” Clock says.

“…Most of us aren’t even in teams yet!” Water Bottle yells.

“Everyone who isn’t in a team will be put into one!” Clock says.

Clock extends his hands which grow rapidly and shoves together Book, Fan, Journal, Milk, Water Bottle, GPS, Feather, Chocolate Milk Carton, Eyepatch, and Plasma Ball.

“That’s the third team!” Clock says.

“She’s on our team?” Suitcase says. “I didn’t even want her on here?”

“Excuse me?” Diary says.

“These are the teams!” Clock says.

Teams:

Team 1: Leafy, Taco, Fern, Cattail, Sketchpad, Cane’s Cup, Gaty, Vase, Ring, Rosey

Team 2: Book, Fan, Journal, Milk, Water Bottle, GPS, Feather, Chocolate Milk Carton, Eyepatch, Plasma Ball

Team 3: Suitcase, Moonstone, Diary, No Way, Polka Dot, Liam, Bryce, Amelia, Kit, Spraypaint

“Now to name the teams!” Clock says. “As per tradition the last thing you say after fifteen seconds will be your name! First up Team one!”

“How about Object Fool?” Cane’s Cup says.

“That’s a horrible name,” Taco says.

“How about we’re all nice and we here for a time, we’ll be: Nice Time!” Rosey says.

Everyone hums in agreement besides Cane’s Cup.

[Nice Time Jingle]

“I think we should’ve named it Lettuce Wrap,” Taco says.

“That was a second suggestion!” Cane’s Cup says.

“That was my third!” Sketchpad says.

“Now for Team two!” Clock announces.

“Guess we’re stuck together,” Plasma Ball says.

“Let’s be called the Alphas,” Water Bottle says.

“No, no, let’s be called The Fans!” Fan says. “I may be biased,”

“Two of us are Milk related, why not the milks?” Feather asks.

“That name stinks,” Milk says.

“The Leftovers,” Chocolate Milk Carton says.

[The Leftovers jingle]

“It’s fitting,” Journal comments.

“Now Team three!” Clock says.

“Oh, I have the best idea!” Diary says. “How about the secret keepers? Now I know what your saying, Diary that’s such a great-“

“STOP TALKING!” Suitcase yells.

[Stop Talking Jingle]

“That’s the teams! Nice Time, The Leftovers and Stop Talking!” Clock says. “Now for the challenge-“

“Wait, what’s the prize?” Fan asks.

“Oh silly me! How could I forget? The prize is simple: Freedom,” Clock says.

“…What?” Fan asks.

“Now for the challenge! Eat this fruit!” Clock says.

Three Durians pop to the three different teams.

“Oh I know how to get this open,” Fern says. He goes to a tree and strikes it. Opening it. “Alright, whose eating?”

“…I’m not eating this,” Water Bottle says.

“We have to break it open first,” Journal says and tries to reach for the durian. Water Bottle takes it away. “Give me the durian,”

“I can break it open,” Water Bottle says.

“Then break it open,” Journal says.

“I’m going to if you could give me a second, nerd,” Water Bottle says.

“Excuse me?” Journal says.

“GIVE ME THE STUPID FRUIT!” Plasma Ball says.

The three fight over the fruit.

“We are going to lose,” Chocolate Milk Carton says.

“Yeah,” Milk says.

“Hey I’m on this team too! Pay attention to me please!” Feather says.

“Can someone break this open?” Suitcase asks.

“I can!” Diary says.

Diary takes the fruit and goes to break it open but slips.

“OWWWWWW!” Diary tells.

“…Can somebody get her?” Suitcase asks.

“I got it,” Moonstone says.

Moonstone walks over to Diary.

“How long does it usually take for someone to eat a durian?” Liam asks.

“Have you ever eaten one?” Bryce asks.

“I ate one once, it was… fine,” Amelia says.

“Can you guys stop talking about fruit and do the challenge?” Polka Dot asks.

“Not much we can do,” Bryce says.

“Owwww!” Diary says.

Taco unhinges her jaw and eats the fruit, even the shell.

“Crunchy…” Taco says and swallows everything. “That's how you do it,”

“Woah!” Leafy says.

“Nice Time wins!” Clock says.

“Wait what?” Diary calls, still trying to get up.

“Viewers both The Leftovers and Stop Talking! are both up for elimination,” Clock says. “You can vote for whoever you want to stay, you only have one vote so make sure you make it count!”

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Episode 1 - What’s Cane’s Cup’s Name? [Part 1]

Leafy had been taken. This has happened twice in the past two days.

This time she wasn’t confronted by a weird number trying to make her a deal that she would hate to refuse. Now she was on a plane. The sky was grey with blue spurts throughout it. She got up and saw the tree filled with white and outlined with grey. She looked down and the ground was white. Some speckles of blue and green and gray, even some orange among other colors. Other than that it was white.

It was blinding, at least as she woke up. Leafy shielded her eyes a bit. After getting her bearings, Leafy went to look around, maybe to try and see what this place was. Perhaps so that she can find an escape.

“Hello? Hello?” She hears a voice, a familiar voice. Leafy makes her way through the trees.

She knows that voice.

It’s Book’s she realizes. She continues to make her way getting closer and closer before finally seeing her. No calling for her, for whatever reason she doesn’t call back. It’s Book, that’s for sure.

“Oh, Leafy!” She says like it’s a surprise that Leafy’s here.

“Hey Book,” Leafy says. “…You wouldn’t know where we are, would you?”

“No. I checked my pages too, nothing like this in them,” Book says.

That can’t be good.

“Well if both of us are here maybe there’s others we can find,” Leafy says.

“That’s a good idea,” Book agrees.

The two continue through the dense forest of trees. Looking for anyone it isn’t long before they see a Taco. Leafy happily exits the bushes to the clearing as Book sees the Taco and slowly walks away. Leafy doesn’t notice that.

“Taco!” Leafy says.

Then she gets closer and notices differences. Especially as the Taco turns around.

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” The Taco says in a distinctly British accent.

“No, you're not the Taco I know, sorry,” Leafy says.

Before turning back to Book, who is walking away. Trying to be sneaky about it but failing miserably on all accounts.

“Book! Where are you going?” Leafy calls to her. Book turns back around.

“Taco probably doesn’t want to talk with me!” Book calls back.

“Don’t worry! It’s a different Taco!” Leafy says. “Wait, your name is still Taco right?”

“Yes,” Taco says.

Taco’s expression implies she is somehow already bored with this conversation. Which Leafy is mildly confused by.

“She’s still named Taco though! But she’s different!” Leafy calls.

“I get it,” Book says, already back and standing next to the two.

“Well then other Taco-“ Leafy starts.

“Don’t call me that,” Taco says.

“I assume you don’t know where we are,” Leafy says. Looking back up to the sky, wishing it would change to something familiar.

“I do not,” Taco says. “This is certainly not like any void I’ve been in before,”

“You’ve been in a void?” Leafy ask.

“Yes,” Taco says. “Very confusing albeit freeing experience,”

“Maybe we should keep looking,” Book says. Looking back and forth for anyone else in this small clearing.

“Agreed,” Taco says.

The three head off into the forest and try to find anyone once again.

“If I may inquire, where are you from?” Taco asks.

“Goiky,” Leafy says. “How about you?”

“Inanimate Island,” Taco says.

“I don’t think I’ve heard of that place,” Leafy says.

“I would say the same but I somehow have a feeling that I have heard yours before,” Taco says.

Book suddenly stops. Taco, still deep in thought, is held back by Leafy to prevent her from hitting Book. Leafy and Taco look around to see two individuals past Book who haven’t noticed the three yet. The two walk out of the bushes into the clearing where the three are.

“I like can’t believe that happened, that was such a stupid challenge,”

“I know…”

“Diary?” Book asks.

“…No way,” Diary says. “The second person I find is my cousin? Moonstone did you set up a family reunion for me?”

“I did not,” Moonstone says.

“Woah Book you never talked about a cousin!” Leafy says.

“Yeah…” Book says. “Well it’s nice to see you Diary. How long has it been?”

“A while? I got kidnapped by a guy. For his stupid show,” Diary says.

“Really?” Book asks.

“Yeah, I mean this new season is better but he just made us make an entire robot,” Diary says. “For the government,”

“What’s a government?” Leafy asks.

Before Book can educate Leafy the bushes rustle and out pops a Journal. Book’s jaw drops. Everything is dead silent for a second.

“Are you sure this isn’t a family reunion?” Diary asks.

“Journal?” Book asks as tears start to flow from her eyes.

“…Hello,” Journal says as he steps out of the bush and slowly approaches Book. Who breaks the distance and hugs him.

“Wait a minute you were in a competition too?” Taco asks.

“Too?” Moonstone questions.

“Yes. How about you, Leafy?” Taco asks.

“I was,” Leafy says.

“What you about… um, Book’s… brother?” Taco asks.

“Yes, on both accounts,” Journal says. “We’re all of you… experiencing something with a weird magic figure before this?”

“…No,” Diary says.

“Unless I count as a weird magical figure,”

Moonstone says.

“Yes!” Leafy says.

“Yes! Finally someone who gets it!” Journal says. Pulling himself off of Book and approaching Leafy. “What is he called?” Journal asks, he wants a specific answer.

“He?” Leafy says. “Well I don’t know if One is a he… or a she… Algebraians don’t really have gender…”

“Nevermind,” Journal says. “I thought you were going to say Mr. Hand,”

“…Mr. Hand?” Leafy asks.

“Yes! Mr. Hand!” Journal says. “He’s been messing with the show I’m participating in! I was so close to figuring it all out but now I’m here! I assume this happened because of him,”

“Where were you before that?” Book asks, tears still stinging her face.

Diary walks over to the two.

“Stop whatever this is.” Diary says and makes a hand motion slicing between the two. “Let’s find anyone else who is… around,” Diary says, maybe trying to diffuse the situation. Even she doesn’t know that.

“Great idea Diary!” Leafy says, Diary gives her a mildly disgusted look before Leafy calls out. “HELLO! IS THERE ANYONE THERE?”

Silence…

“Maybe we’re the only ones here?” Moonstone asks.

Right after she says that the bushes begin to rumble. Shaking more and more vigorously. Like a wild animal about to come out. Most of the group’s faces slowly turn into fear until suddenly. Without warning. A cup marked with Cane’s comes out.

“Well, happy birthday to me,”

[Audience Applause]

“Hello?” Journal asks.

“…I don’t know you,” Cane’s Cup says.

Leafy approaches him with a smile.

“Hello there friend, what's your name?” Leafy asks.

Another rustle. This time a sketchpad pops out. Who walks out with a smile and waves at the others.

“Sup,” Sketchpad says. “Oh hey you're like… a cup from that restaurant… what was it called?”

Sketchpad scratches his “chin” before a lightbulb appears over his head.

“Cane’s! That’s the restaurant!” Sketchpad says. “So what’s your name?”

“My name is-“ Cane’s Cup begins to say.

“Woah! Is that Leafy from BFDI?” A plant with a tail points to Leafy.

“That does look like her,” A potted plant says next. He notices everyone turning to him. “…um, hi?”

“…Hello there!” Leafy says.

“Oh crap she heard us,” The one with the tail says.

“…Um, I’m Fern and this is Cattail. We recognized you from that show you're on… Cattail tried to get on it once,” Fern says.

“I was so close!” Cattail says.

“You were not,” Fern says. “We were going somewhere and suddenly we’re here,”

“Did it have something to do with a Mr. Hand?” Journal interrogates.

“…Uhhhhhh,” Fern says.

“No.” Cattail says.

“Oh come on!” Journal yells.

“Why are you so obsessed with this Mr. Hand?” Diary asks.

“You would be too if a magical mystical being followed you everywhere!” Journal yells.

“…I still feel this is somehow about me,” Moonstone says.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Fern says. “I know what it’s like to be followed by a horrible presence,”

“Really?” Journal says.

“Yup, I bet he’s here too,” Fern says.

“What makes you say that?” Journal asks.

Someone new exits the forest.

“Oh great, I’m stuck with these dorks,” A water bottle says.

“See?” Fern asks.

“…Right,” Journal says.

“…I’m not staying here,” Water Bottle says and walks away.

Nobody follows him.

“To be fair, should we be standing out here in a forest none of us know anything about?” Taco says.

Everyone stands in silence for a moment.

“That question was rhetorical and the answer was no,” Taco says.

Taco walks off, somehow almost instinctively Leafy follows her. The two are followed by Journal who is quickly followed by Book and soon enough everyone in the group is indirectly following Water Bottle. Who is trying his best to ignore the large group behind him. He knows strength is in numbers, which he currently does not have. Leaving him alone.

Suitcase is lost.

Which is a familiar feeling but this weird misshapen forest is eating at her. She is familiar with machine made forests, growing up in one but right now… right now…

No, she needs to keep it together.

“Hello?” She has called out a million times.

No answer, no response. Nothing.

She starts to see the light drain from the world around her. She closes her eyes.

“Hello?” A response!

Only to be replaced with confusion as she sees a misshapen stop sign. Matching the forest in form.

“…What are you?” Suitcase says.

“I’ve always wondered that myself. But I’m No Way! Who are you?” No Way says.

No Way gives Suitcase a smile. That allows Suitcase to believe even if slightly that No Way is at least innocent in this situation. At least enough to give him her name.

“I’m Suitcase,” Suitcase says.

“Well nice to meet you Suitcase,” No Way says. “We should go look for others,”

“Good idea,” Suitcase replies.

The two walk in silence for about a minute before approaching a giant clearing. The two pause as they reach the middle.

“…Do you also have that feeling?” No Way asks.

“Maybe…” Suitcase responds. “Like we’re supposed to be here?”

“No, I meant like I’m hungry…” No Way says. “Well now that you said it, this does look a lot like where I’m from. Lots of big open fields,”

“Me too!” Suitcase says. “Maybe there’s a reason we should be here?”

“I have no clue,” No Way says. “…Wait, what if this is a setup for a show?”

Suitcase’s eyes go wide. Before quickly turning to a more neutral but still worried expression.

“…Let’s hope not,” Suitcase says.

“Yeah, they’re not really that fun,” No Way says.

“You were in a show too?” Suitcase asks.

“Funny you should say that, I was just leaving one right before I got here,” No Way says.

“…I just won one,” Suitcase says.

“That’s great! Wouldn’t you want to do another one then?” No Way asks.

“No, it was…bad. Plus some stuff I found at the end was not… the best news,” Suitcase says and looks away.

“Did the host not give you the prize?” No Way asks.

“No, it was the fact he gave me everything besides that,” Suitcase says.

“…What do you mean by that?” No Way asks.

Someone else steps onto the field.

“Heyo!” A spray paint can says.

“Sup,” A bar of candy says.

“You two like dying?” The Spraypaint says.

“Not particularly…” No Way says.

“No!” Suitcase says and backs up away from the spray paint.

“Darn, can I rob you?”

“Why are you asking us this?” Suitcase says.

Suitcase is very panicked. While the Spray Paint doesn’t really care. Instead she whispers something to the candy bar.

*Kit, I don’t think this new strategy is going to work.* The Spraypaint whispers to her partner in crime.

*Trust me, just keep going lower,” Kit replies.

“How about I incorrectly file your taxes?”

“…Huh?” Suitcase asks.

“NO! ANYTHING BUT THAT!” No Way yells..

“…How about I poke you?”

“If it isn’t tax evasion I don’t care!” No Way says.

“…Fine…” Suitcase says.

The can walks over a pokes the two of them. Suitcase doesn’t react, No Way flinches a bit. The can turns to Kit.

“That was a bad idea,” She says.

“Worth a try. New environment, new victims,” Kit says.

“Who are you two?” Suitcase asks.

“I’m Spraypaint, you can call me Spray or Paint just don’t call me late to dinner,” Spraypaint says with a smug look.

“I’m Kit and I just stole your wallet,” Kit says.

“…I don’t have a wallet,” Suitcase asks.

“I don’t follow,” No Way says.

“Well then who is this?” Kit says in a bit of a taunting manor, holding a wallet and opening it. “Wait, who is Jason?”

“Look, whatever you two are up too, stop it,” Suitcase says.

“What are you, our host?” Spraypaint says.

“…Wha- No! How would that… what are you even talking about?” Suitcase asks.

“Well usually when your randomly put into a space, you have a host and a contest,” Spraypaint says.

“Yeah,” Kit agrees.

Suitcase doesn’t know what to say to that.

“Usually in my experience, the host comes to you,” No Way says.

“…That’s stupid, you sound stupid, stupid boy,” Spraypaint says.

“Wha-! I’m not stupid!” No Way says.

“…Stupid,” Spraypaint says.

“I’m not stupid!” No Way yells.

“Guys! I hear something over there!” Someone else says in the distance.

Which makes the other stop their argument (or in Suitcase’s case, stops her ability to stay calm) and look. As they hear a bunch of people coming closer. First to arrive is a Feather followed by a Plasma Ball, a Gate, and then the only person Suitcase recognizes.

“Fan!” Suitcase says.

She runs to him, to which he notices and opens his arms and they hug each other.

“…Well I guess I’m nobody! Where’s my recognition?” The feather asks.

“What did you even do?” The plasma ball asks.

“I got us out of the forest,” The feather says.

“I’m pretty sure that was Gaty,” The plasma ball says.

“Fine, group effort,” The feather says.

“That’s not even close to what I said,” the Plasma Ball says, gritting her teeth. It seems like she’s about to lose it.

“Suitcase look,” Fan says. “Plasma Ball’s like Paintbrush!”

Suitcase looks at Plasma Ball, who is boiling with rage which seemingly makes it more charged up. She has an eye patch on her, Suitcase wonders if that’s related to her temper. No matter what, Suitcase knows that it can’t be good.

“Stop saying random comparisons, I don’t even know who that is!” Plasma Ball says, overhearing Fan’s comment.

“Yeah Fan, she’s different!” Suitcase says, seeing an opportunity. “Remember that time Paintbrush burned an entire field because of how mad they got?”

“…Wait, what?” Plasma Ball asks.

“Oh yeah, that makes sense,” Fan says. “Oh wait! Suitcase, you're not gonna believe this!”

“What?” Suitcase asks.

“They’re from shows, like us!” Fan says.

“…So is my group,” Suitcase says.

“Really?” Fan asks.

Fan gently puts Suitcase down before running mach speed to the people Suitcase were with. Asking them questions about their show.

“Hey,”

Suitcase turns around to see Gaty.

“So, who are you?” Gaty asks.

“Suitcase,” Suitcase says. “Who are you?”

“Gaty,” Gaty says. “…To be fair I only approached you because you seem to be the most… normal around here,”

“I am far from normal,” Suitcase says with a smile, and a touch of relief.

Gaty laughs at that comment.

“Well at least you're honest about that,” Gaty says. “Plus I mean, us armless contestants have to stick together don’t we?” Gaty says, with a wide smile and a friendly demeanor, conveying what presumably should be a joke.

Suitcase does not take that as a joke.

“I’m going to find Fan,” Suitcase says.

Suitcase abruptly walks away, making a trail in the grass as she leaves. Gaty wonders what she did wrong. Is Suitcase embarrassed about her lack of arms? Maybe there’s something else… she didn’t seem embarrassed… more… scared? Nervous? Fearful? Like she woke up from a nightmare?

Something… like that.

“I don’t really know, he kinda came down one day?” No Way says.

“Fascinating, so he just came out of nowhere? Never seen before? By anyone?” Fan asks.

“No…” No Way says.

Fan thinks for a moment as Suitcase approaches. She stands next to him looking downturned. Fan turns around and see her and gets excited again.

“Suitcase, everyone here is from another show! I recognize all of them too! It’s so cool! Like No Way is from ITFT and Spraypaint and Kat are from BURNER, Feather is from EE, and Gaty is from the only one I haven’t heard of: TPOT, I wonder what that one is about anyway, somehow Feather…” Fan says but then is stopped by Suitcase leaning on him.

“Sorry, was that too much?” Fan asks, before noticing Suitcase’s depressive state. “…Did something happen?”

“…Yeah but it isn’t her fault, she said something that…” Suitcase says. “I probably overreacted,”

“Eh, there’s plenty of people here, I doubt you would be the last two here anyway,” Fan says. “But isn’t it so cool? We’re all from different shows! It’s like one big crossover!”

“That’s nice,” Suitcase says, trying her hardest to be happy for Fan. “That could be why we’re all here,”

“A giant crossover?” Fan asks. “That’s the best thing ever!”

“Is it?” Suitcase says. “You want to participate in another competition?”

“Oh yeah, no, not really,” Fan says. “I mean… I did technically place last in the last season so it would be nice to beat my record…maybe,”

“I don’t want to be here,” Suitcase says.

“I get it, I don’t think that it’ll be a another season of a show, that would be ridiculous!” Fan says.

“Instead we were brought here for no reason?” Suitcase asks.

“Not for no reason, there’s plenty of reasons! …I can’t remember any of them now, but no matter what it could be for a good reason!” Fan says.

“…Fan…” Suitcase says.

“I’m just saying!” Fan says.

A Ring, a Rose, a Vase, a Gallon of Milk, and a Polka Dot pattern are walking through the forest together looking for an exit.

“Ring, How long do you think you were dead for?” Polka Dot asks.

“I don’t have the foggiest, all I remember was I woke up after falling through the floor and I was killed! Right after I woke up! Can you believe that? The one time I get invited to a party too…” Ring says. “Strange that two of us died, Vase?”

“Yes, I don’t know how long I was out either. I also don’t know who killed me, I think it was… Green? Maybe?” Vase says. “I heard his voice right before I died, behind me…”

“Well two of us died and almost all of us besides Ring were in a competition…” Polka Dot says. “What about you Milk, do you have any ideas?”

“No…” Milk says. “I have no idea why we could be here, it’s freaking me out a bit,”

“Hey, there’s no reason to be scared,” Polka Dot says.

A sudden sound comes out from the forest.

“Who is-“ Rosey begins to say.

“WHO IS THAT?” Milk yells and hits a tree causing it to crack and fall over.

“It’s just me!” A backpack comes out.

“WHO ARE YOU?” Milk yells.

“My name is Liam!” Liam yells.

“…What’s a Liam?” Polka Dot asks.

“Maybe it’s the… label? You know how some of us have like specific names attached to us for some reason?” Vase asks.

“…Oh yeah! One time I met a guy called Suzan,” Rosey says. “He didn’t like being called lazy,”

“I did have a few people I knew like that too…” Ring says.

“Not this again,” Liam says. “Okay, where I come from this is a normal name. Having a name like I presume… Ring?”

“…I guess that was obvious,” Ring says.

“Yeah, for you guys that’s normal. For me if a kid was named that would be insane!” Liam says, putting his arms up in frustration.

“We understand… are you okay?” Vase asks. Slowly approaching Liam, trying to provide a greater sense of ease to him.

“…No! I’m trapped in a random place again!” Liam yells.

“Hey, I’ve been there,” Vase says. “Literally, they killed me in there,”

“…Oh, I’m sorry,” Liam says.

“No worries, I got better!” Vase says.

“Right… sorry, I’m just frustrated,” Liam says.

“We all are,” Ring replies.

Ring says with some venom but it doesn’t exactly come out like that. Liam pretends he didn’t hear that comment.

“Well if there’s other people, there must be more!” Milk says.

“That’s right!” Polka Dot says. “Let’s go get them!”

Polka Dot runs off, followed by Milk then Rosey, Vase then helps Liam go after them. They are all followed slowly by Ring.

Polka Dot rushes through the brush. Maybe it was a stupid idea, an impulsive one. Yet, for some reason she feels like it was the right decision. She has the energy, she only needs to keep going. …Maybe what if she?

Polka dot goes into her shape mode. Making Milk stop in her tracks and Rosey after her.

“Huh?” Milk says.

“Try going through one of my portals!” Polka Dot says.

“…One of your-“ Rosey says.

“One of your what?” Milk asks.

“Just do it!” Polka Dot says.

“Okay,” Rosey says.

She pokes her head in an orange dot and like nothing ever changed at all, she feels nothing. She looks out and it’s more forest. She takes her head out.

“Nothing, it’s the forest again,” Rosey says.

“…What?” Polka Dot says and transforms back into her object form.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Rosey says. She reaches over and pats Polka Dot on the back.

“I think we should keep moving,” Milk says. Looking forward only to see more forest.

“Yeah…” Polka Dot says.

By this point the rest of the group has catched up. Ring is still a bit behind however. As Polka Dot slows down trying to figure out what is wrong with her. That has never happened before. It makes no sense. She always had the ability to teleport anything!

It gets even worse when they hear rustling in the bushes thankfully out comes two people Liam recognizes.

“Bryce! Amelia!” Liam says and runs to hug the two and cries in their arms.

They cry too. While someone else stands awkwardly in the background. Ring’s eyes go wide, her worst nightmare has come true.

“Hello,” says the bitcrushed voice, walking around the group sobbing their tears into the grass. “…Ring!”

Ring’s eyes somehow go wider. She backs away as her former murderer gets closer and closer.

“It wasn’t me! It was a virus, I know that’s hard to believe but you have to believe me!” He begs. His voice is terrified,

Ring continues to back up as he gets closer. She is terrified. Her eyes have to be deceiving her, how did this happen? What caused this? …What can she do?

“Hey, knock it off!” Rosey says. Grabbing him, not getting too much of a hold on him.

“Yeah!” Milk joins in and picks him up.

“Woah!” He says. “I’m innocent! I was framed for murder! Let me explain myself!”

“If she doesn’t wish to talk with you, leave her alone,” Vase says.

“Ring…” He says.

Ring can’t look him in the eyes.

“…Fine…” He says. “Put me down at least,”

Milk complies, setting him down. He walks back over to Amelia and Bryce. Who are now paying attention to the scene at hand, along with a still crying Liam though.

“I’m going to go,” He says.

“…Wait for us GPS,” Bryce calls in his monotone voice.

He takes Amelia by the hand who takes Liam by the hand. The three follow GPS. Vase takes that as an invitation to follow them. Rosey and Milk don’t know what to do. Polka Dot is still distraught and Ring is running in the opposite direction. Only to be stopped by a eyepatch.

“Ahoy! How are ye, lass?” The eyepatch asks with a smile.

Ring runs back in the opposite direction.

“Are you okay?” Rosey asks.

Ring gestures behind her.

“How be ye masterful lasses taking yer strides today?” The eyepatch says.

“…Is that a pirate?” Milk asks.

“It sounds like one but not exactly?” Rosey states.

“Wow, that's kind of insulting,” The eyepatch says in normal speech now. “I’m- I’m going to leave now,”

The eyepatch goes back into the bushes. Only to attempt to sneak around the group of girls only for them to clearly hear him as he walks past them. The group of girls decide to simply walk and try to find something.

They eventually reach a clearing.

At the same time, Water Bottle arrives quickly followed by the large mass stalking him. As people pour in. Suitcase simply stands by Fan.

“Oh hey, it’s Taco,” Fan says. In a surprisingly neutral tone for him.

Suitcase looks and see who is in fact Taco standing next to a leaf. As everyone congregates in. Everyone notices people from their own dimensions.

“Hey Gaty!” Leafy says and waves to the gate.

“Oh great…” Gaty says. She looks over to the group and sees Book. “You have to be kidding me,”

Leafy walks over to Gaty. Taco notices Leafy is gone almost instantly and goes to follow her. Book sees that Leafy is going over to Gaty and immediately Book walks away. Before turning back around to be with Journal.

GPS looks are with Bryce and Amelia around him. As he looks around he notices Sketchpad, he attempts to get out of his sight but Sketchpad is more keen that GPS thought.

“…HOLE-Y COW THAT’S A MURDERER!” Sketchpad says.

Of course that sudden announcement makes people panic.

“A WHAT NOW?” Fern who is near Sketchpad says.

“WHO?” Diary asks.

“THAT GPS!” Sketchpad says.

“I’m not a murderer!” GPS says. “It was a virus! I had no control,”

“Likely story!” Sketchpad says.

“Wait, Moonstone, can’t you read minds? Read his mind!” Cattail says.

“…Oh, right, I have powers,” Moonstone says. Trying to read GPS’ mind.

As Moonstone attempts to read GPS’ mind. GPS and Sketchpad debate if the former is a murderer. While Ring is attempting to avoid that as much as possible. A bunch of people are on opposing sides of the argument. Including Journal who thinks this can all be explained by Mr. Hand and Book trying to get his attention.

“Guys!” Leafy says.

Everyone turns to her.

“Can’t we all be friends?” Leafy asks.

That, of course, only makes people more mad. Now people are yelling at Leafy and Taco is yelling back at them. While GPS and Sketchpad are still arguing. While Book is basically screaming not to be ignored.

Suitcase gets to a mildly high position. One where everyone can hear and see her.

“EVERYONE!” Suitcase yells.

Everyone stops again.

“Fighting isn’t going to help us! We need to come together and figure out what’s going on! If we can at least group together maybe we can figure something out!” Suitcase says.

That gets everyone to shut up.

“Oh! Oh! I have an idea,” Cane’s Cup says.

“…What?” Suitcase asks.

“How about if someone won a season of a show, they get to be a leader!” Cane’s Cup says.

“Are you a winner?” Suitcase asks.

“Yea,” Cane’s Cup says.

“Okay is there any other winner here besides him… or me?” Suitcase says.

Nobody answers.

“I should’ve won,” Taco mumbles under her breath. Leafy pats her on the back.

“Okay… I don’t think that idea would work,” Suitcase says.

“What if we include second placers?” Leafy asks.

“…No,” Suitcase says.

“How about whoever is the nicest?” Leafy asks.

“I have a sneaking suspicion that you’ll nominate yourself,” Suitcase says.

“That would be a total coincidence!” Leafy says. “It would also be a total coincidence that Taco would be second!”

“I’m not nice,” Taco deadpans.

“See? She’s so humble!” Leafy says.

“How about whoever is the meanest?” Water Bottle says.

“How about whoever is not a coward!” Eyepatch says.

“How about WHOEVER HAS BEEN WRONGED THE MOST?” Plasma Ball says while eying Milk.

“I said I was sorry!” Milk says.

“Yo cool mini version of me,” Eyepatch says to Plasma Ball. “But why is it on your eye?”

“How about whoever knows the most about everyone else?” Fan asks.

“How about whoever is the most confused?” No Way says.

“How about whoever can add the most layers to this joke?” Feather asks. “Also I think we should nominate the best leaders, of course that would be me but there’s room for maybe-“

“How about whoever is the best at interrupting?” Diary says.

“How about people who have actually been on a similar situation?” Liam asks.

“That’s a bad idea,” Moonstone says. “How about whoever is the most attractive? I nominate Diary,”

“No, uh, …Backpack’s?” Suitcase guesses, Liam gives her a look. “His idea is the best one,” Suitcase says.

“My name is Liam,” Liam says.

Liam walks to where Suitcase is.

“How about we-“ Liam begins to say.

As he says that another rustle can be heard behind him. The two look in fear before a milk carton comes out.

“…I swear if that’s the host,” Cattail says.

“Who are you?” Suitcase asks.

“My name is Chocolate Milk Carton, nice to meet you Suitcase and Liam, and the rest of you,” Chocolate Milk Carton says. “Besides Cane’s Cup and Eyepatch, I already know them,”

“…Well let’s hope your the last one, no offense,” Liam says.

“I am not the last but I am the last contestant,” Chocolate Milk Carton says.

“Huh?” Liam says.

“Shhhhhh,” Chocolate Milk Carton says.

“…Do you know him?” Feather asks Milk.

“No!” Milk says, highly offended.

Everyone remains in ackward silence until they hear… music. They all look up to see a clock falling from the sky, only three of them recognize him. He falls down until he reaches the surface of the plain. He opens his eyes and says:

“It’s time for the-“

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