Lost Within the Stars - An Inanimate Insanity Fanfiction

‼️Small cussing warning! Proceed with caution‼️

Test Tube's POV

     "I'm sorry, Fan."
     Those were the last words I said to him, before the official end of his battle came.

     As I witnessed Fan getting brutally pushed into the elimination portal by MePhone, I couldn't help but feel a great amount of guilt weigh heavy on my shoulders. Tears ran down my face as I thought about the damage I've done within this day.

     I shot an innocent person, even though Microphone wasn't who I intended to hit, I cussed Fan out because of his stupid actions in the cave. But I felt like the worst thing I did out of all of that, was take away Fan's most prized possession. It was honestly the last thing I'd expect to do to him, especially since he's one of my good friends.
Oh quirkity gee. . the guilt is really building up onto me every time I think about him. .

     It was near night. I climbed up onto the soda dispenser and sat on the top, gazing towards the moon. I must've been really distracted because I heard footsteps nearing me, which startled me. I looked to find Baseball giving me a sympathetic look as he took a seat on the grass next to me. We exchanged smiles, which was rather comforting. I continued to stare at the starry night sky, feeling comforted from the stars shining brightly in the night sky.

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Fan's POV

     The hallways of Hotel OJ gave off a welcoming feel as I walked through, looking for my room. I was told that I'd be rooming with Paintbrush, which wasn't very exciting news considering that we've had some bad experiences with each other.

     I don't even want to think about what happened back near the portal. I didn't think our friendship would end like that. Her words were cold, yes, but taking away the only thing that mattered to me crossed the line. You know what- screw this. I don't want to talk about this.

     I approached my assigned room, deciding whether to open the door with my room key or knock to avoid coming in without permission. Definitely the second option. I knocked on the door a couple times, and to my surprise, Paintbrush answered rather quickly. His (A/N: Note that only Lightbulb is aware of Paintbrush's gender) bristles were a bit messier than usual, which was kinda funny to see.

     "Oh, its you." he answered, sounding a bit irritated.
     "Um, yeah. Can I just come in now?"
     "Whatever."
     I walked into the room, looking around. The place looked pretty neat, excluding the many types of combs and hair gels on the counter of the bathroom. He uses that for his bristles I guess? Lol.

     I then noticed Baxter on one of the beds, peacefully resting on the pillow. Seeing him reminded me of the egg. . Sorrow swept over me and tears formed in my eyes.

     "This damned competition."

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Hope you enjoyed the first page of this story! I know it's quite boring right now, but we gotta let the rising action build up y'know? Anyways, see y'all on Chapter 2!

-TGO