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Day 3 / Morning
-Nickel's POV
I walked out of the hut, I still felt tired but who cares.
Everyone was falling apart, mostly mentally, Lightbulb has been being a crybaby for the past few hours in the hut corner.
I was told that she was crying about Suitcase, honestly I didn't see a point to even cry about her.
A few hours ago I saw Paintbrush try to cheer her up but it didn't seem to work, and TestTube was planning what to do next, Fan and Knife helped plan.
"Is something wrong?" I heard Baseball ask.
I turned to look at him, "Nah, everything's fine." I huffed.
Even though I looked away I could feel him looking at me worried.
I really just wanted to go home, I didn't want to deal with this crap.
"Hey, I saw a pile of coconuts that don't seem to work anymore, wanna go kick them?" Baseball asked.
"Sure." I said and then followed him, there was really nothing else to do, unless you count being depressed something to do then I would rather not do anything at all.
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-We got to the pile of coconuts, they all looked broken.
Baseball walked up to one and kicked it, it hit a tree and just broke more.
I decided to join in the whole kicking thing.
"So, how do you feel about this whole thing?" Baseball asked, he continued kicking the coconuts.
"Being thrown onto an island and forced to survive? Yea I feel great about it." I said sarcastically.
Baseball continued kicking, he didn't respond so I assume he wants a real answer.
"But seriously though, it sucks doing all this just for an "experiment" we didn't even ask to be part of." I kicked a coconut, it hit another coconut.
I sighed "I just want to leave this hell." I said as I sat down.
Baseball stopped kicking the coconuts and sat next to me "I'm pretty sure we all want to leave, but at least we aren't doing this alone." he said happily at the end.
I have no idea if he was trying to cheer me up or something, either way it didn't do anything "Sure." I said with a stern voice.
Baseball seemed less happy than before and stood up, "We should head back." he said as he walked.
I groaned a bit and stood up to follow him.
But I heard something that sounded robotic.
"Hey Baseball, do you hear that?" I said as I stopped and looked towards the sound.
He didn't respond but he followed me when I started to head towards it.
I hid behind a tree and Baseball tried to hide behind a big leaf.
I saw a bunch of coconuts heading towards a door, but it looked more part of the wall than an actual door.
Then the door made a weird noise, it also glowed.
The door opened and the coconuts started heading inside, before it shut I could see a torn flower and an arm.
Is that really the way out?
"We should go back and tell the others." Baseball whispered to me, I nodded and we started running back to.
No POV
They started running back, they were going to inform the others of what they saw but they didn't know who watched.
A coconut in a tree watched them closely as they left.
The coconut chuckled, "This is going to be fun." It said happily.
The coconut fell from the tree and headed the same way the other coconuts went and went through the door.
It jumped onto the table and sat.
Tombstone went over and put a liquid in one of the coconut's arms.
He also sharpened the knife the coconut had in another arm.
When he finished the coconut hopped off the table and ran out the door.
"Time to try out my new experiment, if nothing goes as planned, might as well stab some eyes." Tombstone chuckled as he controlled the coconut's every move.
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((A/N - ssssssssssss
Got some dumb drawings for y'all-
Blood man blood man
Tombstone dude
Gotta go leaf mode-
There go some shoulders
I really hope y'all are enjoyin this book so far, I might make some better drawings but this is for those who wanna know what these characters look like rn.))
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