The Dancing Banana pulled you into a corner to avoid the oranges. This seemed to work as the oranges were extremely confused. The Dancing Banana put both hands on your shoulders to comfort you as he gazed into your eyes.
"Okay deep breaths y/n, I'll protect you I promise."
I don't know if you trusted him or not but you nodded your head anyways.
"But who teleported us here?" You say confusingly with a pained expression. Even though you weren't in any immediate danger for now you didn't think that death would be so scary.
But now it feels as though your memories are flashing through your mind. Strange memories of when your father and you were being silly and were supporting each other before your mothers death.
No you can't die when you haven't seen your father fully healed from his injuries yet. You had to stay strong and not give in to fear.
The Dancing Banana was trying to tell you something.
"That..."
The Dancing Banana had an expression of malice on his face for a second. He remembered the danger you were in as you slipped through his protective grasp. The fear was turning into anger until he let out a heavy sigh.
"That grape."
The room filled with silence.
"Ah, I see." You nod your head in understanding. The Dancing Banana almost looked apologetic for the situation he put you in. He had a sad looking smile on his face as he tried to give you a soft look, his face saying that everything will be okay.
He gestured you to follow his lead as he walked silently and stealthily to another long passageway. It seemed that The Dancing Banana was leading you into a secret door.
It lead to a massive room illuminated with lights and with giant boxes.
"This is the storage compartment for car batteries." The Dancing Banana smiled warmly at you and proceed to walk inside while locking the door so the oranges couldn't get in.
"Now let's see..." The Dancing banana wandered to a compartment and pushed a button as a car battery fell on his head.
*THONK*
...
"It doesn't really hurt y'know."
The Dancing Banana looked to the broken car battery at his feet.
"I put this security measure in here just in case one of my business partners turn on me."
He gazes at you.
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"I don't think you'll turn on me, my dear."
He chuckled but he had a serious and menacing undertone to his chuckle. Of course The Dancing Banana was still pretty shady and he might like you but that doesn't mean that he fully trusted you of course.
He looked terrifying.
He gave one long silent cold glare that gave you goosebumps as he brought out some of the prizes from the show out of a giant container. "Let's get to work." He smiled grabbing protection equipment and a flame wielding tool.
Meanwhile...
"Oh yeah dude that shirt looks really trippy." Jet said enjoying his time with the Emo Carrot with a cool optical illusion shirt he's holding.
"Hmm, yeah that shirt is pretty trippy." The Emo Carrot responded nodding his head in approval. "Yeah it's pretty sick huh?" The grape smirked proudly at himself.
"Yeah good find kiddo." The Emo Carrot said giving him a thumbs up.
Strangely the two were close like brothers already, it was a strange change from how Jet usually acted. A very large contrast when he confronted The Dancing Banana.
Heavy rock music was playing in the shop they were in as they were honestly just vibing.
When Jet teleported everyone including himself in the previous hour, The Emo Carrot had looked after him when he was knocked out cold from the sheer exhaustion of the teleportation.
Jet couldn't help but think about what you two were up to and if he'd gotten his revenge. But his heart couldn't help but feel painful for some reason.
Why must his heart hurt? He though for a while...No this was the only way he could have his revenge, just one person he needed to take away before he can stop.
But then he looked at the Emo Carrot. What if he lost the Emo Carrot? What if The Emo Carrot died because of his affiliation with revenge?
Was it worth it?
Meanwhile...
You saw how The Dancing Banana had pulled out a bunch of fried dough. He started to stack himself on the endless supply of dog shampoo that they had for some reason. He proceed to reach the vent and see if he could use the healthy fried dough as a distraction.
You and him go through the ventilation, it was surprisingly big.
"You see y/n, I've met the orange before, he's really dangerous."
He paused.
"But he has a thing for fried dough."
"What how did you even know?" You say confused at The Dancing Banana.
"Oh y/n, I have cameras y'know, and I've seen him sneak backstage and eat the fried dough."
He softly chuckled before you and him were watching through the vent. The Dancing Banana slowly tossed a fried dough and the oranges below heard it.
He chucked the whole thing and counted them. "21 oranges, that's them all." He smiled softly before he crawled outside of the vent to lock the oranges in from the outside.
"Now...The moment of truth."
The Dancing Banana pulled out the obby maker kit from the L.A.Z.Y company and started to put red blocks from there near the door the oranges were locked in.
"Now they can't escape..." He said proudly. "Those are lava blocks, so he can't escape."
You two ran to the studio and saw a lemon shaped hole in the wall.
"I found this shape quite endearing so I kept it, the fear and bountiful agony that lead to its creation was delicious."
He explained while laughing like a maniac, before jumping into it, you did the same while questioning what The Dancing Banana just said as now you both were free.
Freedom felt very nice-
... For now...
you have escaped, but you have not escaped the orange formation just yet...
