(Balloon's POV)

I was walking down from his room it was about 6:26 am in the morning and so no one(except for Trophy) was down stairs and it was pretty peaceful.

"Hey Trophy." Trophy looked up and did a small wave and got back to making himself eggs.

I walked into the art room which was so quiet and peaceful more then the other rooms.

Might as well make a painting while I'm here. Balloon grabbed some of the paint buckets and a canvas to paint on, it was nice and Balloon was humming & by Tally Hall. He made a painting he wasn't paying attention to and looked at it. It was himself younger and a cop light holding his and while an air pump was getting into the back of a police car.

Just had to remind myself of that night didn't I?

Balloon grabbed the painting when it dried up and put it in a little box that Paintbrush keeps so that if someone wanted to pick it up later they can come to the box.

(Trophy's POV)

As I finally got done with my eggs I sat down at the table and started eating it. Why did I make this? I wasn't even hungry! As Trophy got done he saw Balloon walk out the art room with some paint on himself and walked to the couch.

I thought that it was weird that he would just sit down after probably painting something usually you'd clean any paint you got on yourself. "Hey you ok?" I asked Balloon. "Oh uh yeah! I'm doing.... Good." I noticed he struggled to say good." You sure?"." Yeah I'm sure."

(No POV)

Trophy just walked away from Balloon and then Balloon got up to go to his room which he shared with Cheesy. Balloon sat down feeling exhausted even though he just painted.

"Maybe I should go for a walk sometime." Balloon whispered to himself.

Balloon just looked at the book he had or what he liked to call it, Poem Notes, he grabbed it and started writing some tips he got from a fanfiction, was it? He didn't know it was about 'Goodbyes' or something and Fan showed him it. Hopefully this'll help me when I write poems. He thought to himself.

(Little note: someone reading might know the fanfiction >:D)

(Fan's POV)

I woke up and looked at the time. 6:32? That's pretty early for someone like me! I got up and went to see if anyone was actually awake and I only saw Trophy. I know he wakes up early but this early!? Or maybe it's because I stay up all night and wake up late. I just had to build up the courage to even ask him if anyone else was awake. "Hey Trophy did you see anyone else awake?" He seemed to flinch when he heard me. Probably because I never wake up this early. "Oh yeah I saw Balloon was awake."

Balloon? Awake at this time? Or maybe I just need to fix my sleep schedule so I can wake up this early.

"Alright thanks for telling me!" I walked away and was surprised too because he didn't just like attack me or something.

Maybe I should check on Balloon and see if he is still terrified of that fanfiction I showed him, Why Stay When No One Cares

(Little note[again]: I wonder who knows this?)

As I walk up the stairs knowing I could take the elevator but didn't want to. I wonder how Balloon is doing right now.

I got to Balloon's and Cheesy's room and opened the door and saw that Balloon was writing in a smallish note book.

"What's that?" Balloon closed the note book and seemed like he was trying to be a object who hides dead bodies and when asked about it they are trying to hide it.

"It's nothing!" Balloon said quickly. "Ya sure? It seems important to you." I say. "Anyways wanna go and get a snack?" Balloon seemed confused and then said. "No thanks I ain't hungry." And then both me and Balloon heard his stomach growl.

"Just say it you want food.". " No it's ok I don't need to eat." Fan knew that Balloon just didn't want to eat. I guess I can search up symptoms of not eating much.

Maybe I can help him.

Hopefully he'll be fine.

But I can guarantee that but at least I'll know what is causing the not eating.

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Well this was quick but I can just post this later it is literally 1:57 am for me so yeah....

Can't wait for Chapter 3

Gotta wait till I can start the true reason of this.

Words:794

~TheCheeseyOne