Mephone has always been terrified of Cobs, but the brain can only take so much scrutiny. Mephone snaps after Cobs hurts his contestants. With a new crack in his screen, the reappearance of a power Mephone thought had vanished, and Cobs(?) always loo...
"Paper? Paper!? Paper wake up I'm in need of emotional support dang it!" Paper awoke with a start, he almost screamed before OJ quickly rushed to cover his mouth. "Hush you! We can't wake anyone else!" OJ whisper shouted and Paper nodded frantically. OJ paused, then slowly uncovered Paper's mouth. Paper immediately began talking. "OJ!? What are you doing?! It's 1:45am, it's tomorrow! I went to bed two hours ago! What are you still doing awake?!" Paper whispered in a disapproving tone.
OJ rubbed his neck in embarrassment before shaking it off. "A... situation, just came up and- I'm sorry Paper but I just really need your help this time." OJ gave him a begging look and Paper crossed his arms. Paper pouted definitely and OJ continued. "Listen I'm so sorry for waking you up at this hour Paper but I can't handle this alone- and your the only other person in the hotel I really trust to keep this under wraps." OJ spoke frantically and Paper's face softened. The citrus beverage went to speak again but Paper put his hand on his shoulder.
Paper gave him a patient smile. "Alright, show me what you need help with." OJ thanked him what felt like a hundred times as he led him down the stairs and to the main lobby. OJ got to the bottom of the stairs and hesitated to open the door. "Ok, so this is going to be a bit strange, just- try not to freak out ok?" Paper raised an eyebrow skeptically and OJ sweat dropped. Paper sighed, "Alright, I won't." Paper laughed and OJ smiled. "Ok, if you're sure." OJ opened the door and Paper immediately paused.
Lightbulb, Knife, Baseball, and Suitcase all sat on the lobby couch. Suitcase leaned against the arm rest, half asleep as Knife read blueprints Paper had never seen before. Lightbulb slapped the keys of a dusty laptop with her whole hands, Baseball looked like he would be face palming if he had hands. But what Paper couldn't look away from was their horrendous injuries, and the unconscious cracked body of Mephone4 sitting propped against the wall.
"......How- what the hel-" "I know- I know, I told you it wasn't normal alright?" They were all interrupted by the loud shattering of glass from their right. "Alriiiight! I got Mistah Phone's wires!" Toilet stood triumphantly, a blue roll of wire sitting proudly on the top of his tank. Glass shards littered the red carpet of the hotel lobby, the cool air of night drifted in from the gaping hole in the previously pristine front window. OJ's already prominent eye bags seemed to grow darker by the second.
"....You do realize we have a door right?" Toilet just shrugged and OJ face palmed. "Toilet...please get out of my hotel..." Toilet dropped the wire on the ground and stared at the floor dejectedly. "Awwww... Alright..." Toilet then flew back out the window and OJ rubbed the brewing tiredness from his eyes.
Paper was silent for a moment before speaking. "Can someone please explain to me what's going on?.... please?"
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"So wait- let me get this straight." The hum of a handheld vacuum sucking up glass could be heard in the background as Baseball explained the day's events. "Mephone4 got abducted by Steve Cobs and you guys went to go get him in the Bright Light's hot air balloon-" "Mhm" "-Then a weird Mephone injured and captured all of you guys-" "Yup" "-And then Mephone killed Cobs and you guys somehow managed to escape with Mephone, Toilet, and this box of documents..." Paper's face got increasingly more concerned as he spoke. Baseball and Knife looked to eachother, Knife nodded and Baseball responded. "Ya, that pretty much sums it up."
Paper rubbed his temples and breathed deeply. "And...Mephone4 destroyed Cobs's office...with a magic shockwave...?" Knife grimaced but nodded, "I know it sounds impossible but we all saw it happen! His eyes were literally glowing blue!" Knife threw his hands towards the still knocked out Mephone and Paper just sighed. He took a good look at the crack in Mephone's screen and the still unattended injuries on the others.
"OJ, should I wake up Test Tube? Other than Soap she's the only other person here with medical experience and Mephone probably needs to be repaired." Paper trailed off, his concern increasing the more he looked at Mephone's damaged screen. OJ wiped the sweat off his glass and turned the vacuum off. "What do you mean 'wake her up'? It's almost 2am and it's Test Tube. Besides I only hear her actually go to bed around 4am so I doubt she's asleep yet." OJ stashed the vacuum away in a closet as Paper glared at him suspiciously.
"Orange Juice....how do you know that Test Tube goes to sleep that late?" OJ paused, he shifted nervously as he tried to answer. "I-uh she uh told me! She told me she went to sleep that late ya that's it-" OJ laughed anxiously and Paper raised an eyebrow, completely unconvinced. OJ backed away slowly before speed walking out of the room and towards Test Tube's. "I'll go get Test Tube up to speed while you show the others their rooms, I'll come back for Mephone later alright! Thank you bye-" "OJ!" OJ ignored him and flew up the stairs, Paper groaned.
Paper gazed at Knife with a deadpan expression, Knife gave him a look, Paper tilted his head. "What?" Knife shook his head, amused. "So...you and OJ seem close." Paper's face immediately flushed. He laughed nervously, anxiously playing with his hands. "I'm not entirely sure what you mean. Knife." Knife shot him a knowing smirk and Paper groaned. "Oh- Shut up!" Knife laughed hard and Baseball tried to muffle his laughter.
"Huh? What?" Lightbulb stopped clacking at the laptop, finally paying attention to the conversation. Suitcase was sound asleep beside her. "Nothing Lightbulb! It's nothing! Now come with me I need to take you to your rooms!" Paper's pale cheeks burned a rose red as he stomped up the stairs. Lightbulb gently shook Suitcase awake, confused. Knife and Baseball didn't stop snickering about it the whole way up.
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Test Tube piled the blueprints and file on her desk, the laptop safely charged in the corner. OJ lied Mephone4 on the medical bed in the medical office. Out of breath OJ leaned against the wall. "How did Knife carry him all the way here?! He's solid metal!" Test Tube laughed at his exaggerated despair and OJ groaned. "So, do ya think you can fix whatever's up with Mephone?" Test Tube looked Mephone over, "Well from what you told me, I'm not entirely sure if I'm being honest. I'm not the most knowledgeable on Meeple devices but I'm sure I can change that."
Test Tube eyed the file with an excited gaze, OJ just yawned for what felt like the millionth time that night. "Sorry to dump this work on you Test Tube, but I'm utterly exhausted...the others will need some fixing up tomorrow, ya think you're up to it?" Test Tube scoffed. "OJ, I'm a scientist, I'm up for anything." OJ nodded. "Good, now if you'll excuse me, I need to go pass out." OJ dragged himself out the door and Test Tube cracked her fingers. "Alright, let's get down to business."
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-------------- 1227 words, A more toned down chapter this time but for those of you who enjoy angst don't worry, I have some stuff planned 😈. Also PayJay... Don't worry this isn't gonna be completely about them it's just going to be little bits in the background I promise lmao. I've had some crazy writing stamina lately, I finished the whole fic yesterday and did the art today-.
[Sidenote, since I know most of the people who enjoy this fic and read it don't follow me, I felt I should ask this here as well. I've been messing with the idea of an "extras" book for Blue Eyes, (basically just extra art stuff, old ideas for chapters that never happened, and stuff for future chapters.) If you all are interested in that sort of thing lemme know.] .¯\_(ツ)_/¯
