>"You Can't Remember?"<

Marshmallow took a book from one of the mansions many shelves, she was tired of this place already. How can Bow stay in a place like this?...Well it's not like she has the choice to leave. Does she?"Marshmallow!" Dough appeared out of nowhere, causing Marshmallow to scream and drop the book in her hands. "Dough!? Why!?" She hissed at him, picking the book back up, "What do you want?"She squinted her eyes at him, then a piece of dust fell on her nose and she sneeze and caused her to drop the book again. "Uh, okay. Bow's acting very strange and she might have another one of her anger episodes." He eye rolled then continued, "So you might wanna leave for the time being. Just to make sure she doesn't posses you"

"Oh? Well.. okay. But it's kinda scary outside. I might just go back to the hotel and get Paintbrush and Apple."She ditched the book and begun walking to the front door."Cya dough boy!"The door closed and the air was still once again, Dough took a very long deep sigh. Crashing of what was chairs could be heard, he eye rolled and disappeared into the wall.

-As Paper walked down the hallway with OJ assisting him, Paper covered his mouth to stop the bleeding and not cause anyone to panic. He went weak when OJ came into the room, he hid the gun and phone under his bed. "I'll get Soap to fix you up, and when you're willing to talk to me about it you can" OJ said rather pained, Paper noticed that he wasn't looking at him.OJ looked as if he was doubting himself, did something happen?

But Paper had that feeling of being watched, and this time he wasn't sure if it was one person looking at him or everyone in the hotel. He shivered and wrapped his arm around OJ to help him walk. The two of them entered Soap's room, she was on the phone to someone and pacing back and fourth until she saw them. She paused, went; "I'm gonna have to call you back" into the flip phone and hung up. Throwing the phone onto her bed she rested her face a took a breath, "What can I do for you?"

OJ pointed to Paper who was gazing at the ground, looking sick and covering his mouth. "I don't really know what happened... he hasn't said anything and is bleeding pretty bad."

Soap looked at OJ in disbelief, "I'm no doctor, but I'll try to get TestTube to help me fix him up. For now you just focus on the hotel."OJ passed Paper to Soap, slowly nodded and left. As he wondered the halls, trying to avoid eye contact from everyone.How could he let this happen?He let Paper get hurt. He was so lost in the moment he didn't notice his own tears. As he entered the kitchen and went back to the bread, Pickle walked in moments later with a worrier look plastered on his face.

"Dude are you alright? You're literally crying." Pickle walked up and placed his hand on OJ's shoulder. "No I'm not. How is me crying confusing you, I'm obviously stressing right now. Goddamit Pickle are you that dim witted?"OJ stopped talking, processed what he said and immediately covered his mouth."Jee dude, since when we're you bitter? I understand if you don't wanna talk about it just-..""Paper got hurt. It's my fault"

Pickle shut his lips, watching as OJ poured the dough into the mould,he stood behind OJ awkwardly, he didn't know what to say. "Sorry I-.. just have a lot on my mind."OJ flattened the dough in the mould. "It's alright dude.. I-.. get it." Pickle sighed and patted OJ's shoulder. "Hope you feel better soon." Then walked away.

-Marshmallow walked through the woods, all her senses put on high alert, her eyes tracing every single tree and branch. Why is she scared? No.. why wouldn't she be scared, there's a possibility there's multiple murderers out here and she's in the middle of it. As she left the trees and onto the field, with the hotel in sight, she saw a strange large brown stain in the grass.

She walked up to it, her eyes tracing the details of the grass, what happened here? It was clearly recent since it wasn't there yesterday... wait no, burns? Paintbrush. They clearly got angry here, did they snap after she left?After all this thinking, she felt like something was missing, she felt like something was gone. She stepped back, her hands trembling. The wind grew whispering around her, telling her about her failures, how bad of a person she is. How could just burned grass cause her so much stress? She wiped her eyes even if they were dry, there must've been a good reason this happened, but why did she care so much? Not to mention the wind going through the trees, laughing at her. She felt weak, staring at the grass so long made her cringe, but as she turned around in order to stop its effects. To stop her panic.

Balloon was standing two feet away from her, with Fan behind him cowering in fear. She gasped, stepping back but stopping herself from going into the brown floor.

Her eyes were wide and pale, she hasn't said anything, her mind trying to process that he was right in front of her. "What are you doing out here?" Balloon asked her sternly, having that plain flat expression slapped into place. The wind was picking up now, it seemed his presence ruined everyone's mood, even Mother Nature's. She looked behind him, her mouth stitched together, noticing the burns that were harshly spread on Fan's body. Then the dots started adding up, and she had made her own theory;Paintbrush and Balloon got into an argument, Fan stumbled into them, the three of them got into an argument, Fan got burnt, Paintbrush got blamed, exploded. Balloon rescued Fan.

"I was going to the hotel, I... could say the same for you." She hesitated, trying to sound confident even if she sucked at it.

"You can't remember.. you're.. banned?"

Marshmallow mentally slapped herself, how could she forget!?Fan walk out from behind Balloon and looked at the grass. No... not normally. Like, getting on all fours and plucking out the grass to look.

Marshmallow saw the marks on Fan clearly now, even though the sun had quickly vanished. Now it was doing a light shower, and the whispers were faintly heard like background ambience. "What happened to him? He looks- like roasted Paper."She pointed towards Fan, who looked like he was eating grass."Oh... he got burnt really Badly obviously." Balloon chuckled a bit, "But he's alright now, even though I gave him a dose of medication I think his weird behaviour will wear-off soon."

Balloon chuckled a little, "That reminds me, you've come this way. Take Fan to the hotel for me, say you rescued him since everyone will believe you. And you can grab your girlfriend and leave."Marshmallow looked away from Fan to see Balloon getting closer to her. "Since you did leave in season two. Might as well be safe and do it again."

Marshmallow thought, her original plan had been destroyed but she then she found a solution. "Okay.. but what about you?""I have some unfinished business to take care of, I might die or live."He took a phew steps back,"But if I don't come back, please take care of Suitcase if you can. For me."

He walked back into the forest, Marshmallow stood still, contemplating. This was her only chance to get back into the hotel and get Paintbrush and Fan. She turned around to Fan who was moments before putting a rock in his mouth."She ran over to him,"No no don't eat that!"

-The sound of medical tape echoed through the room, TestTube placed the black metallic tape over the tube going into someone's wrist. "I prefer you this way, at least now you have no choice but to shut up."Trophy chuckled and smirked at TestTube examining his wrist.

She just eye rolled at him, "Hey hey! That hurts.."TestTube slapped another piece of tape on his wrist and let go. "Jee thanks. Now I'm like you."What Trophy meant by that was because she couldn't eat to get to the right nutrients, she had to have a tube on her wrist as well.But the reason Trophy needed it was because after being straight up dead for weeks, the conditions of his blood would be severe.

"What month is it? I kinda need to talk to someone who can actually talk."As TestTube put her supplies in her drawers, she pointed to the calendar, February. And still Freezing cold, plus the new rain hitting against the window. "I don't know how long I was out, how many people have died?"

TestTube look at Trophy, pained of how she couldn't say anything. She pushed the draw back in and wiped her eyes. Suddenly Soap bursted through the room, "TestTube I need you! Papers hurt now!" But quickly shut her lips as she saw Trophy being his awful self, she walked towards him."Trophy!? I thought you were dead!"Soap ran to him, his eyes widening as if he'd just noticed her shining presence. "Soap I-.."Before he could finish his sentence, there was a loud bang vibrating from the lobby.

Then a scream that seemed to have been LightBulb.

——————————————————You know that feeling when you the same forget when you then. Yup.

Anyway, not much happened this chapter but I'm making it up to y'all (Thats like the millionth time I've said that so ima shut my annoying self up)

Alr bye, Cya next chapter I'm gonna grab some milk.

~Caramel <3(1665 Words)