Drafts (Mostly Inanimate Insanity)

Taco sat in the woods at the dead of night. Her mind was far away. Thinking about a million things, none set her mind at ease, as much as she wanted them to.

When she felt a pair of eyes on her. She turned around, pulling out her signature gun, and pointing it at the tall figure in the dark. A scowl on her face to show she would not hesitate to shoot them if they got too close.

Microphone stepped out of the trees cover. A solemn look on her face. Hands raised to show she meant no harm, she never did.

Taco's grip on the weapon soften but her face did not. "What do you want?" She spat.

"I just want to talk." Mic lowered her arms as Taco put her gun back in her shell.

"Sure. Look I'm sorry, I really am. I just-......... Your not here for my apologies are you?"

"No..... it doesn't hurt though."

Taco hummed. "I'm sorry. You don't have to forgive me. I messed up, a lot." She laughs, "I keep doing it! I want to get better, but I've been living like this since I was young. I-I don't know how."

"You're right. I can't forgive you, not yet. But I still want to help."

"I don't need your pity." She says, instinctively putting her walls back up. It's hard to bring them down after so long. But she really does wants to try.

Microphone smiles. "I talked to OJ. He agreed to let you stay in Hotel!"

.....

"What!?"

Taco was at a loss for words. OJ let her in the Hotel? OJ? The man that hated her guts for trying to steal his prize?

"Wha- how? Why!? You did this for me?" Taco asked utterly dumbfounded.

"Yeah. I guess I believe in you, against my better judgment. Besides, leaving you alone in the woods just seems immoral."

Taco didn't know what to say. "Thank you."

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Moving into the was tough for the young woman. Nobody trusted her, especially not OJ.

She tried to "make friends" but nobody wanted talk to the girl who tried to steal the prize, twice. A cheater, a traitor, a liar.

Though Taco was no better. She was suspicious of everyone as well. She felt this was too good to be true. So that must mean it's not true. Someone must've been trying to sabotage her stay here.

It was even harder for Taco, that she new half these people. Made her anxious. Especially Pickle. Regret and remorse filled her heart every time she saw him pass her in the Hotel.

But Microphone assured her she would help with anything she needed. She was too good to her, Taco knew she didn't deserve her kindness.

Though Mic turned out to not be the only one. Even though he was close with Pickle, Knife was nice to her. Or tried to be at least. Microphone had talked to him about this, saying that Taco needed help.

Though they certainly weren't all buddy-buddy at first. There were arguments, with Mic too. But as time went on he started talking to her like she was a real person and not the antagonist she used to be. Taco was thankful for that.

He even gave her advice from time to time. In a way, he related to her, understood her. He used to be quite the brute. A bully. But he changed and people accepted him again.

So why couldn't they do the same for Taco?

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Yeah here's a fic I never finished

With the new trailer out I felt I should post this before the ep comes out

This was gonna be kinda cool.....
I was gonna make Pickle the villian!

It would take place a few months after this:
Pickle's upset cuz Taco's getting all this praise and hes just a piss baby I guess
So he goes on a walk to clear his head, and runs into Cobs. Then they team up I guess idk

Then I was gonna have a scene of Taco trying to talk him down