A Odd Object Show Sleepshot Book

Matchcil

((Humanised))

The orange haired female let her hair down from its ponytail, leaving its beige and black dyed ends to smooth into a gradient of sorts. Her pink shirt held a matchstick printed on it, and she wore silver trousers and socks. In the room with her was a similar looking female, but she kept her dyed red hair in a bun, her clothes of choice being a beige nightdress with a pencil printed onto it, not bothering to wear socks. They were both currently in a tense pillow fight, as they loved to do it whenever they could.

"Ha! Pence-Pence, is that how hard you can really hit?"

"Oh trust me Match, I can go stronger if you want!"

On those words, the pink pillow wielded by Pencil whacked into Match, causing her to lose balance and fall off the bed and landing on the floor with a loud thud. The two laughed, but the brasher female noticed something drip from the back of her head, which she felt back to check. When her hand was pulled back, a small pool of blood lay there.

"Oh my matchstick factory, I'm bleeding?! That's not goood...." Match exclaimed as she begun to lose consciousness from the blood loss, causing her best friend to swirl into action by grabbing a old, stained shirt and wrapping it tightly around her head, tied quickly but definitely not sloppily. Noticing she was still semi-conscious, Pencil picked her up with effort and got her onto the bed while getting in herself. Match slowly regained awareness and quickly threw her arms around the girl laying besides her.

"O-M-G, you actually saved me! Like, that's amazing!" Match chirped from delight, a blush shining on her face as her almond eyes shone.

"Gee, t-thanks... this honestly feels nice, can we stay like this?" Pencil replied, honestly starting to get a bit sleepy where she was.

"Mmm,,, yeah, I'd like that...." Match quietly replied as she nestled her head under Pencil's arm and slipping unconscious, the other girl doing the same shortly afterwards.