☆ Control ☆ (COMPLETED)

149: The beginning of the end.

"Stupid Golfball wants us to go to the stupid warehouse tomorrow see stupid Rubber Spatula and stop his stupid mind powers or whatever," Firey mumbled and crossed his arms with a pout, Coiny raising his brow at him in confusion. "Yeah, the word lost it's meaning after the second use."

"T-Tomorrow?" Basketball laughed, as if this was a joke. "G-Golfball.. you.. you never said anything about.. this being tomorrow. Snowball still has a bad leg and.. so does Anchor. Blackhole is only just managing to walk, are you sure this is okay..?"

Gelatin didn't like the fact she was endangering the group.. he glanced over to her with concern, wanting an explanation for her reasoning.

Golfball scoffed, rejecting any concerns by turning her head. "How dare you assume I have not thought this through! Snowball and Anchor will simply not be attacking, and even if they did get controlled, Rubber Spatula will pick up on the fact that they will not get far with their injuries!"

"H-Hey! What the fuck?! I never said anything about getting controlled!" Snowball burst, startled over the idea. Basketball turned to him quickly.

"O-Oh nono! I-its not definite! R-Right, Golfball..? You don't actually.. PLAN on getting any of us .. controlled, do you?"

Tennisballs eyes widened, snapping his head over to Golfball. "H-Hey! You're better than that!"

"I DO NOT PLAN FOR THAT!!" She shouted, squeezing her eyes shut as she yelled at the trio. She calmed down, standing straight and huffing to relax herself. "I'm just stating my predictions. Rubber Spatula will most likely not control them first. More like.. Blocky .. Coiny, Lollipop..stronger contestants that he KNOWS will prove useful to them." She explained firmly, glaring at each of their expressions.

"What about Blackhole, then?" Snowball wondered, skeptical.

"LET ME SPEAK. Actually, I need to talk to all of you.. EVERYONE GATHER ROUND!! I have some important news to tell!!" She suddenly screamed out, causing half of the group to wince and cover their ears, disorientated by her yells.

Coiny groaned, opening his eye slowly to peak at her. "What is WRONG with you??"

"What d'ya want?" Liy stood on her tiptoes and peaked over the crowd, scaring Basketball in the process, who squeaked as she heard her voice. Liy was still a little uneasy from earlier but.. she was trying not to make it show. She didn't want to raise suspicion about her behaviour, so was trying to act as normal as she could about it.

The rest of the group gathered around as well, drawn in by Golfballs yelling so assumed that she wanted something. Lollipop yawned and rubbed her eye with the side of her fist, blinking unevenly. "Mmh.. after this, can we rest early? I am incredibly tired."

"What? But you hardly did anything all day." Stapy reflexively scoffed, shrugging. She glared down, laughing shortly.

"Hm? Excuse me? What did you just say? You would have seen if you weren't busy slacki-"

"QUIET!!! I am talking now." Golfball boomed in demand, Shampoo wincing again. "Ughgh ... can you please STOP that?!"

"For those of you who do not know, we will be heading to Rubber Spatulas base tomorrow, since I believe we are prepared enough."

"What?" Blocky immediately replied with sharp tone, this being the first reaction of the group. Not only that, but it was the first time he had spoken around everyone since yesterdays.. incident.

'T-Tomorrow..? That's way too early, I can barely use my arm!"

"Could we not wait one more day..? This, uh.. seems pretty, mm..unpractical.."