Bro this is an angsty ahh fanfic

SH, MAJOR GORE, SUICIDE, Maybe vomit but that's ew (This is gonna go on for legit every chapter I'm craving angst)

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Oj Pov.

Today started off great!

(It won't end great Oj)

There weren't any dishes so I just talked to Paper this morning. He's so nice... Recently I found out that Salt embraced me being gay. Thanks to her!

Not actually, I hate her.

Maybe it was the fact that two people were on my mind a lot.

Paper and Mephone. Papers easy, kind, caring, cute, good looking... We're really close, but I made him think it's all platonic a while ago... Oops.

Mephone is just, stupid. I kind like that though.

Suddenly Paper stops rambling.

"Hm? What is it Nickel?"

"It's been an hour, do you know where Balloon is?"

"I think when you came down I saw someone rush back up, I didn't think much of it though." Paper replied

"Alright, thanks..."

Soon after Nickel left, Paper went on another one of his rants... I could've stared at him forever... God he's adorable... But unfortunately that wasn't going to happen.

Who the hell is gagging upstairs?

"Oj? You think we should check on Nickel? I think that noise was him..."

"Oh sure, anything for you!" I reply

"H-huh? I-i uhm- thank you!"

Paper stumbled on his words... The urge I had to kiss him right then and there...

We walk up the stairs, I lean closer to Paper with every step just for a reaction.

Paper quickly rushed upstairs towards Nickel and Balloon's door when he heard that the sound was indeed Nickel.

"Mephone... Get Mephone! NOW!" Nickel yelled. Nickel coughing like a fat dog isn't something you normally see. Especially in distress.

Paper quickly went downstairs to call Mephone while I went upstairs to see what was going on... I'm slow okay?! And I don't wanna spill...

"Nickel wh..."

"What the fuck!? Holy shit! Fuck no, no no no no no no WHAT THE FUCK!?"

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Paper Pov.

"Paper? You good? You look traumatized!"

Paintbrush yells from the couch, that's because I am traumatized by the way!

"Out of the way! Emergency sorry sorry but not right now!"

I immediately dial Mephone, only Oj had his number for some reason. Good thing he told me.

--H-huh? Who is this?--

"It's Paper, did you get any notification of anyone's death?"

--No? Should I have gotten one?--

Huh?

.

.

I drop the phone.

My eyes feel so wet...

I drop down to the floor.

Paintbrush rushed to me alongside Fan and Test Tube. They all said stuff, I didn't really pay attention.
The last time I saw someone I cared about that I payed attention to died...

And we can't bring him back.

"Mephone where have you been! And what did paper ask you?"
I glace over at Fan who had picked up my phone.

--Paper asked me if I got a notification... That someone died, I'll come over now, I don't want death on my hands... Especially with...--

"Paper?... What happened!?"

I know I should have stopped Balloon from doing that, it's my fault. He didn't want to be at the hotel after season two.

It's all my fault.

No.

Everyone in season two didn't care, they didn't care about Balloon. It's there fault he's dead not mine!

"L-like I would tell you!"

I finally say something... But It didn't feel like... Me

The moment was eerie... Until Mephone broke the door. Literally... Like his fat cookie eating ass made the door erupt.

"What happened!?"
Behind Mephone stood Suitcase, Lightbulb and Baseball. Knife was already at the hotel out of boredom and waited there instead of at the season two field.

"Check Nickel and Ba-"

Baseball and Suitcase immediately rushed over to the stairwell. Eagerly awaiting the floor number.

"3rd..."

Just the thought of... That. Was bad enough... Now them having to see it? It's a nightmare.

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Nickel Pov.

Balloon... He...

I close the door and lock it.

It didn't happen. Nothing happened. Balloon is alive and will be revi-

"What happened!?"

I hear Mephone faintly downstairs...

Does that mean...

My knees fall to the ground, tears fill my eyes.

"Nickel!? What's wrong!?"

Baseball rushes to my aid, I lean against him as a armless hug.

"Where's Balloon?"

Suitcase stands worried but curious, awaiting an answer.

"I'm... so sorry..." Is all I can mutter out.

"What's there to be sorry about? Besides season two Because that's irrelevant right now..." Suitcase was so nice, I probably ruined it for her.

"BALLOON IS DEAD. HE DIED AND IT'S ALL MY FAULT. I OVER HEARD IT. MEPHONE DIDN'T GET A MESSAGE."

Suitcase got her answer, sat down and started to sob.

Baseball was busy comforting me, so she was all alone.

Soon after, Mephone came up with Test Tube and Oj, I gave them the keys to our room.

I don't wanna see Balloon like that again.

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Test tube Pov.

"What does it lo- Holy God! Who did this!?" I took a step back.

Oj covered Mephone's eyes... Balloon was horrible to see like that... A spear stabbed through his upper right head into his lower left arm... The one I was told he lost.

"Do we... Clean this? I'm getting sick just looking at him...God why..."

"We have too, Test Tube... Start... I don't know... I'm sorry you're the one doing this. I'll get Soap." Oj sighs and walks towards the door.

"It's no biggie, well it is. But it's.... Something..." I reply

I walked over to Balloon's lifeless body. I quickly touched his rubbery skin and...

"Wha- huh!?"

He was...

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BRO IDK WHAT I WAS ON WHEN I MADE THIS gore art is at the bottom btw

Cabungui