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“Wait! Naily! Slow down!” Bomby yelled, chasing after the living hardware.

“Not a chance! You’ve been eating nothing but that banana for the past nine years! You’re eating something else no matter what!” Naily taunted.

Bomby tripped and fell on his face, the perpetrator giving themself away by saying “>=D”.

“Taggy, how’d you even say that?” Bomby asked, muffled by the ground.

Price Tag giggled, then ran off with Naily.

Flower and Gelatin watched the ordeal, before noticing a microphone out of the corner of their eye.

“What the-?” Gelatin started, before noticing the mike had a face.

“Sorry, sorry,” Boom Mike apologized, before looking to the side. Gelatin looked over to see a clapboard speed walking over there.

“Sorry for being late, anyway, Gelatin! Flower! Hello! Good to see you’ve returned to the competition, any thoughts on your competitors right now? Both old and new?” Clapboard asked.

“I- What is this? Like, an interview?” Flower asked.

Clapboard nodded, causing the flapper to clap down on their head.

“Okay, then, where’s the camera?”

“Camera’s right there,” Boom Mike responded, causing Flower to look at a camera with a face on a director’s chair, visibly recording the encounter.

“Huh, well, it’s nice to be back, I don’t know enough about the new competitors to judge them, but I’m on mostly good terms with the old ones!” Flower excitedly answered, with Gelatin nodding in agreement, before staring at the film equipment. 

“Wait, if you’re the press, how’d you get in here? I thought this was competitor-only?”

“We are competitors!” Boom Mike answered.

“Huh,” Gelatin responded, “Well, nice to meet you!”

“Pleasure’s all ours Gelatin!” Camera responded.

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“Okay, okay, one more, call it in the air!” Black Hole called.

“NononononononothisisunethiCAAAAAAL-” Nickel cried, being tossed into the air by Black Hole.

“.... . .- -.. ..." Roboty called.

T.V. played the word “Tails”.

Nickel landed face up.

“Heads, Roboty wins, but that’s the last time!”

“I hate you people,” Nickel said, sitting up.

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Pin looked over and noticed Coiny staring at the other contestants. “Coiny? What are you doing?”

“Hm? Oh, just scouting out who will be added to the W.O.A.H. Bunch,” Coiny responded.

“...Okay, firstly, I thought we agreed to stop calling it the W.O.A.H. Bunch, secondly, the hosts haven’t even arrived, no need to find teammates now, and thirdly, who’ll have to be added? Isn’t our current list enough?”

“Firstly, I never agreed to that, Saw just happened to yell our name, secondly, procrastinating is a one way drive to failure, and thirdly, there are like, 70 people here, so we’re gonna have bigger teams.”

Pin rolled her eyes.

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Match stared at Bubble, visibly anxious.

“Match? You okay?” Pencil asked.

“Huh? Oh, yeah yeah, I just don’t know if we should be on a team with Bubble again.”

“Really? Why wouldn’t we be on a team with her again?”

“Well, I, uh, kinda messed things up and I don’t know if she wants to even talk to me anymore,” Match lamented.

“Well, why not go over there and ask her?”

“Well, y’know, it’s just, I’ll… ask her when we actually make teams.”

Pencil stared at her friend, confused, “Okay, okay.”

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“Please stop,” Remote requested, face down on the ground.

“It isn’t going to hurt! I’m just seeing how you function!” Golf Ball responded, trying to pry open Remote’s battery socket.

“I know it won’t hurt, I can’t feel, but that doesn’t mean I’m okay with it.”

Tennis Ball looked at his friend, concerned, the commotion caught the attention of Basketball, who ran over.

“Hey! Golf Ball!” Basketball yelled, catching the attention of the sports equipment. “You can’t just play around with robots like they’re toys!”

“Thank you, Basketball,” Remote replied, muffled. Basketball shoved Golf Ball off Remote and helped her up.

Golf Ball rolled her eyes, watching Remote walk away with Basketball, “I swear, my contributions are never appreciated!”

Tennis Ball simply sighed in response.

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Lollipop noticed Firey and Leafy whispering about something, and walked over to investigate, noticing her, the duo turned around.

“What are you two doing?”

“N-Nothing!” Leafy replied.

“Uh huh, then what’s behind you?”

“Uhhh, a bush?” Firey responded.

“Really? So you wouldn’t mind if I looked behind it?”

“Please don’t look behind it.”

“Because there’s something behind it?”

“Would you believe a no?” Leafy replied.

Lollipop rolled her eyes and pushed the two away, picking up the piece of paper behind the bush.

“How to rob Yellow Face’s warehouse 101,’ really? This is all you had to hide? You do realize I want him gone too right?”

Leafy looked bashfully to the side, Firey whistled, ignoring her.

Lollipop sighed, “Alright, here’s a new plan-”

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Profiley stretched, looking at his fellow contestants, “Time for a new, good-old season of BFDI!”

Anchor stared at the profile picture, “Are you, like, new too or something?”

“What? No! I’ve been here since day 1!” Profiley responded, in anguish.

Anchor just stared at them, before turning to the contestant beside him, “VHSy, have you ever seen this person before?”

VHSy stared at Profiley, “Nope, can’t say I’ve ever seen them.”

Profiley facepalmed, “Why does no one remember me!? I came 6th in BFB! Plus, I know who won BFDIA!”

Tree, overhearing this comment, perked up, “You do!? Who was it!?”

“I don’t know why everyone cares so much, I mean the finale made it pretty clear that-”

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Barf Bag looked into a giant hole in the ground, “What happened? Was it a sinkhole or something? X diving into the ground? Something like that?”

“No,” Donut responded, nonchalantly looking down the crater, “Marker and Dora got into a dirt contest.”

“Ah.”

“Smart money is on Marker winning,” Foldy added, watching the duo.

“Yeah, Marker’s been doing this for years, they’re a pro,” Stapy added.

“According to T.V. Dora eats planets though?” Barf Bag said.

“Eh, probably just a mistranslation,” Stapy countered.

“Aw seriously?”

“Yes, David, it probably was,” Donut groaned.

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Cake hid in a bush, watching someone from afar not-so-subtly.

Balloony walked up to the pastry, “Hey Cake how’re you-”

Cake screamed and fell over.

“Doing.”

“He’s watching Loser,” Clock said, sitting at a picnic table near the bush.

“Ah, that makes sense, what are you doing?”

“Watching Winner,” Clock responded, gesturing to the pile of fluff, “I don’t think he knows Loser is here and I don’t think Loser knows Winner is here, this is gonna be the best reunion ever!”

“I don’t know,” Balloony replied, “you did say that they went separate ways, how do you know that wasn’t an argument?”

“Pfff, I doubt it, both of them are nice, I can’t see them getting into a fight that would destroy their friendship!”

Cake sat back up, “Well, uh, Loser loves attention and Winner hates it, maybe it was just a matter of the spotlight?”

“Hm, yeah, I guess that’s fair,” Balloony agreed.

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Liy grinned, seeing Puffball was finally near Cloudy, Taco spectated the ordeal, “Uhh, Liy? What’s your plan here?”

“Shhhh,” Liy hushed, “I want to see who’s faster.”

“Well, why not just ask them?”

“That’s not as fun, anyway,” Liy started, she ran over to Lightning, and whispered into his ear, running back Liy grinned.

“Three, two, one, NOW!” Liy yelled, Lightning quickly flew over to Ruby, pushed her over, and zapped her, causing a beam of electricity to come out of her point right behind Puffball and Cloudy. The aerial duo noticed this and instantly flew away to the nearest tree Puffball hit the leaves first.

Liy grinned, “Puffball’s faster, that’ll probably be useful later.”

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Teardrop speedily typed away on a typewriter, making another ASCII art comic, Needle watched the process.

“It’s genuinely impressive how these are better than pretty much everything Gelatin has shown me.”

Teardrop smiled at the compliment, before lightly elbowing Needle.

“Yeah yeah, that wasn’t an insult to him it was an insult to what he reads, they’re all the same story!”

Teardrop rolled her eyes then got back to work.

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“So,” Pen started, “for two seasons in a row we have somehow managed to be on separate teams, this time, let’s make our own team, so that doesn’t happen again.”

“Agreed,” Eraser replied.

“Could I bring Woody and Grassy in? I don’t exactly trust a lot of the other contestants to not tear them apart,” Blocky asked, gesturing to the two contestants sitting behind him.

“Sure, that sounds fine,” Eraser responded.

“Yay!” Grassy cheered.

Woody simply smiled.

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Bracelety was having difficulties containing her excitement, seeing that Ice Cube decided to be nice and sat next to her. Gaty watched the encounter, foot over the stop button of a stopwatch, Bell went over.

“What are you doing?” Bell asked.

“Seeing how long it takes until Bracelety finally snaps and screams in joy,” Gaty replied.

“Well, she seems to be holding up well, I doubt-”

“ICE CUBE IS THE BEST PERSON TO EXIST EVER TEAM ICE CUBE ALL THE WAY!”

Bell paused, “I stand corrected.”

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Book wandered over to Fries, who was planting something.

“Hey, Fries, whatcha gardening?” Book asked.

“Grotatoes, I don’t trust everyone enough to believe that I won’t run out of fries at some point, so I’m planting these in advance.”

“I hate planting things!” Fanny yelled, sitting nearby.

“I could’ve guessed,” Fries groaned.

Rocky proceeded to barf on the potatoes with nothing but a “Bulleh.”

“Aaaand now I have to start over, thanks Rocky.”

“I hate-”

“I don’t care Fanny.”

Fanny angrily looked at the deep fried offender, before standing up and walking off. Snowball tried to spark up a conversation, but Fanny simply turned the fan on and walked through him, drilling a hole in the contestant.

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Pillow casually approached Spongy, “Hey, Spongy, I’ve got a favor to ask.”

“Huh? What is it?”

“Lean back.”

“What?”

“Just do it.”

“Uh, okay?” Spongy complied, leaning back he fell on Saw, who began muffled screaming.

“Hehe,” Pillow chuckled.

“Pillow! How dare you!” Pie cried, “You were supposed to help prevent death!”

“Oh, that’s what that team was about?”

“Yeah! We prevented so many deaths!” Bottle responded, “Like.”

…

“Like who?” Pillow asked.

“Huh?”

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Eggy watched Cake and Clock watch Loser and Winner, 8-Ball rolled up to her.

“I figured you’d be joining them,” 8-Ball claimed.

“I love Loser as much as the rest of us, but I wouldn’t hide in a bush to stalk him,” Eggy replied.

“Fair enough.”

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“Ahem,” a voice called from above, catching the attention of all the contestants, “Thank you all for coming to compete in a new season of BFDI, it truly means a lot to me.”

“Us,” another voice called.

“Right, us, anyway,” the voice appeared at ground level, revealing itself to be the Announcer, 2, 4, and X followed.

“Woah, I uh, thought only 4 and X were gonna be here,” Flower commented.

“Nope! All four of us came to make an appearance!” 2 replied.

“So, uh, will all four of you be hosting episodes or?” Bell asked.

“Yes and no, all four of us will be hosting, but not every episode, I’ll be hosting every first episode, 2 every second, X every third, and 4 every fourth,” The Announcer corrected

“Huh, neat,” Bell replied.

“Anyway, you all know the rules by now, go make your teams!” X cheered.

“...”

“Uh, how many teams?” Fries asked.

“Oh! Right! Ten teams of seven!” 4 whispered in X’s ear, “I meant seven teams of ten!”

After a brief silence, the contestants went to make their teams.

“Well, I know my first teammate!” Golf Ball spoke, walking with Tennis Ball, who smiled. (2/10)

“Same over here,” Coiny said, putting a hand on Pin. (2/10)

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Fiery ran over to Leafy, “Leafy! I have a great idea!”

“Really? What is it?”

“So, we want to win right?”

“Yeah.”

“And if we don't, we at least want our team to win, right?”

“Yeah?”

“So, I was thinking we make a team composed entirely of people who have made it far!”

“Hm, sounds great! I assume you want me there?”

“Yep! Do you want to join?”

“Of course!”

“A team composed entirely of contestants who made it far huh?” Gelatin asked, “Well, I know what team I’m joining!”

“Same here!” Flower added, the BFB finalists ran over to join the team. (4/10)

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“I assume we’re all on a team?” Clapboard asked Boom Mike and Camera.

“Yep!” Camera replied

“Sure thing!” Boom Mike responded.

Loser walked over to the Director Trio, “Hey, can I join your team?”

“Of cour-” Boom Mike started.

“Waitwaitwaitwaitwait, give us a minute,” Camera commented, Boom Mike picked him up and Clapboard leaned closer.

“We can’t just go adding people to our team all willy-nilly!” Camera argued.

“Yeah, but, Loser is a celebrity, imagine what we can do with that! People might finally hire us to do interviews!” Clapboard said.

“But imagine if we annoy him! We’ll never be hired for anything ever again!” Camera claimed.

“What makes you think that?” Loser asked, walking closer to the film equipment.

“Were you listening to us?” Boom Mike asked.

“Not intentionally, but, uh, one of you is a microphone, you kind of amplified the sound.”

Camera glared at Boom Mike, who gave a sheepish worried smile.

“I promise, I won’t do anything to harm your careers,” Loser comforted.

Camera groaned, ”Ugh, fine.”

“If Loser’s on this team I’m on this team!” Cake claimed.

“Same here,” Clock agreed, walking over.

“OH COME ON!” Camera yelled. (6/10)

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“Alright Alliance members! Seeing as we’re all together already, let’s be on a team!” Pencil stated.

“Sure thing!” Ruby agreed.

“Yeah!” Match commented. (3/10)

“Alright, Match, you go get Bubble,” Pencil ordered.

“Oh, uh, sure,” Match said, uncomfortably. She walked over to Bubble, who was staring at Firey and Leafy.

Match sighed, “Hey Bubble.”

Bubble turned around, “Oh, uh, hoi Match.”

Match avoided eye contact “Pencil was wondering if you wanted to be on the Alliance’s team again.”

Bubble awkwardly looked to the side, before turning back to Match, “Oi was, uh, actually hoping to join their team,” she said, pointing to Firey, Leafy, Gelatin, and Flower.

“Oh, I uh,” Match started, before sighing, “I understand.”

“Thoinks,” Bubble thanked, standing up and walking towards her chosen team, before turning around, “Coin we, uh, toilk about this toimorrow?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Match agreed, before turning around to go back to her team.

Bubble left to join her team. (5/10)

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“So we’ve already established our team, but we still need five members-” Pen started.

“Snowball,” Blocky and Eraser said in unison, causing the aforementioned Snowball to walk over.

“What?”

“Want to be on our team?” Eraser asked

“What do you think?” Snowball said, walking over to stand next to Blocky. (6/10)

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“Alllllright Death P.A.C.T. Again, seeing as there’s 7 of us, let’s just get our old team members and be Death P.A.C.T. Again Again,” Tree stated. (7/10)

“Yeah, I want to be on Stapy’s team, bye!” Marker said, running off. (6/10)

Tree blinked, “Okay, we can afford to lose one member, let’s just-”

“I hate Death P.A.C.T. Again Again! I’m going to join a better team!” Fanny yelled, walking away. (5/10)

“Well, if the rest of us could stay together-”

“I agree with Fanny, this team blows, see ya’,” Lightning claimed, flying off. (4/10)

“ Oh my soil, just- ”

“I want to be on a team that actually tries to win, goodbye,” Remote spoke, walking off. (3/10)

Tree was ready to scream.

“If it makes you feel any better, I’ll stay with you Tree,” Pie reassured.

“Same here, you are our friend after all,” Black Hole claimed.

Tree looked at the pair and weakly smiled, “Thanks guys.”

“Hey guys, can I be on your team again?” Bottle asked, walking over to the trio.

“Normally I would say you had your chance, but given the circumstances, yes Bottle, you can be on our team,” Tree spoke.

“Yay!” Bottle cheered. (4/10)

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Coiny grabbed Needle and Donut, “You guys want to be on a team again?”

“Sure!”

“Yeah, just let me grab Barf Bag real quick,” Donut replied. (4/10)

“Great!” Coiny replied, running back over to Pin, “Did you-”

“Get Gaty and Saw?” Pin finished, “Because yes, yes I did,” Pin gestured to the aforementioned contestants. (6/10)

“Hey.”

“Nice to see you Coiny! How’re you doing?” Saw asked.

“Fine, you?”

“I’m doing great, thanks for asking!”

“I got Barf Bag,” Donut said, walking over with her and Needle. (7/10)

“Great, now we need three more members… who to add…” Coiny pondered.

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“Sure, I’ll be on your team again,” Puffball sang. (3/10)

“Great! T.V., do you want to join again?” Golf Ball asked.

“Sure thing!” T.V. played. (4/10) “Can Roboty join?”

“Of course! That’s one more mechanical mind on our team!” Golf Ball agreed.

“.- .--. .--. .-. . -.-. .. .- - . -..” Roboty beeped. (5/10)

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“Hey! Lollipop! Newbie Alliance!” Gelatin called out.

Lollipop walked over, “I presume you want me on your team?”

Gelatin nodded.

Lollipop grinned, “Of course, now who else is on the team?” (6/10)

“Us,” Firey replied.

Lollipop looked at the team, “Hmm, I can’t help but notice everyone here so far is a member of the final 14, is that intentional?”

“Yep! We thought if we got enough strong players, we’ll never lose!” Leafy responded.

“While I doubt we’ll never lose, I see value in this team, should I go ask Teardrop to join?”

“Sure! We’ll get the entire Newbie Alliance in here!” Gelatin responded.

Lollipop rolled her eyes and went off to talk to Teardrop, who was looking for a team, “Teardrop?” Lollipop notified, catching the attention of the contestant, “Our team is composed entirely of Final 14 qualifiers, seeing as you came third, and also the Newbie Alliance, we were wondering if you’d like to join?”

Teardrop looked around for a moment, thinking about it, before turning to Lollipop and shaking her head no.

“Really? Why?”

Teardrop pointed over to Coiny’s team.

“You want to join them? Why?”

Teardrop ripped the piece of paper in the typewriter out, and handed it to Lollipop, the paper said “The W.O.A.H. Bunch” and featured ASCII art of Teardrop, Coiny, Needle, Pin, and Donut.

“You want to rejoin your old team?”

Teardrop nodded.

“Well, I can’t control your decisions, I wish you and your team luck,” Lollipop said.

Teardrop gave a determined smile and ran off to rejoin her old team. (8/10)

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“Hey, I’ve heard things about your Alliance, could I join?” Stapy asked.

“While you can’t join the Alliance you can join our team!” Match replied.

“Sweet.” (4/10)

“I’m going where Stapy is!” Foldy claimed, walking over to join the team. (5/10)

“Me too!” Marker added, joining the team. (6/10)

Pencil leaned over to Ruby, “I don’t know about our new team members…”

“I mean, Stapy won the challenge for Free Food back in BFB 5,” Ruby reasoned.

Pencil thought about, “Eh, sure.”

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“Ugh! I am so tired of these people trying to eat me!” Fries cried, “It actually kills me! Do they not realize this!?”

Ice Cube nodded in agreement.

Fries sighed, before staring at the block of ice, “Hey, want to make a team? One where people don’t kill us for a punchline?”

Ice Cube nodded. (2/10)

“Did I hear something about stopping death?” Tree asked, walking over to the new team.

“Yeah, me and Ice Cube are tired of getting killed for jokes.”

Tree looked over at Black Hole, Bottle, and Pie, “Well team Death P.A.C.T., I think I found our new team!” Tree claimed, before turning to look at Fries, “We can join, right?”

“Will you eat us?”

“Of course not.”

“Then sure, why not?” Fries replied. (6/10)

“Uhhhh, can I be on your team?” Bracelety asked, walking up to the group.

Fries looked at Ice Cube, who nodded, “Sure.” (7/10)

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Naily walked around the area with Price Tag and Bomby, looking for a team to join, “That one has Golf Ball, that one has only two slots left, that one is entirely based around Death Prevention,” Naily listed.

Bomby was about to intervene before being stopped by Taggy, “That means that if you wanted to light yourself to win the challenge you wouldn’t be allowed, and you would be reprimanded if you exploded even if it wasn’t your fault.”

Bomby nodded and kept walking.

“Hmmm, that team looks good, it has Loser, which is always a plus,” Naily said, gesturing to the Director Trio’s team.

“Let’s join that one,” Bomby proposed.

Taggy nodded and they walked over to join the team, before getting stopped by Camera, “Hey! Hey! HEY! What do you think you're doing?”

“Joining your team?” Naily replied.

“We didn’t say you could do tha-HEY!” Camera cried, being picked up by Boom Mike.

“Sorry about him, he’s not good with new people when he isn’t recording, of course you can join our team!”

“Yay!” Price Tag cheered. (9/10)

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Liy looked at her options, out of all of them, none of them were that great, Coiny and Camera probably wouldn’t let her in their teams, she got eliminated fourth, so Firey’s team was off the table, she really didn’t want to rejoin Death P.A.C.T., so Fries’ team was off the list, Pencil’s team had Foldy, ew, and she would never team with Blocky.

So, reluctantly, Liy walked over to Golf Ball’s team to join.

“Hey, GB, mind if I join?”

“Depends, what could you bring to the table?” the sports ball asked.

“I can blackmail every former Death P.A.C.T. member and am willing to do nearly everything.”

“Deal, you’re in,” Golf Ball agreed, grinning. (6/10)

“I hate these other teams, I also hate yours, just less,” Fanny claimed, walking over.

“Hmmm, someone who can blow others away from goals could be useful, sure, you’re in Fanny.” (7/10)

“I hate approval!”

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Blocky ran over to Anchor, “Hey, buddy, you a fan of funny doings?”

“I don’t know what that means.”

“Y’know, pranking people, messing around, causing insane property damage, that kind of thing,” Block explained.

“I like falling through the floor at unnatural speeds.”

“Wanna do that for our team?”

“Eh, why not,” Anchor agreed. (7/10)

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“Hey! I heard your team is full of Final 14-ilists! I came in the top 6! Can I join?” Profiley requested.

“Final 6 twice? I don’t remember that…” Firey replied.

“Trust me, they came 6th once, and according to the announcer they were in BFDI,” Flower corrected.

“Huh, well, sure I guess.” (7/10)

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Bell looked around for a team, not seeing any real options, before Coiny walked over, “Hey! Bell!”

“Huh, oh, hey Coiny,” Bell replied.

“I was wondering if you would want to join our team?”

“Really? Why me?”

“Look at the remaining contestants and then ask me that again.”

Bell looked at the other non-teamed contestants, and then looked back at Coiny, “I understand, I’ll join.” (9/10)

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“That team look okay to you guys?” Balloony asked, gesturing to Pencil’s team.

Rocky made a noise of affirmation, Cloudy nodded.

“Okay then!” Balloony said, walking over to Pencil’s team, “Hi, we were wondering if we could join your team!”

“Hmmm, let me consult the Alliance,” Pencil replied, turning to Match and Ruby, “Yes or no?”

“I say yes,” Ruby replied, “Balloony came 14th in BFB, Rocky’s vomit is acidic, and Cloudy can fly, seems like a good deal.”

“I’m with Ruby,” Match added.

“Alright then,” Pencil turned back to the trio, “Welcome to the team you three.” (9/10)

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Spongy walked over to Coiny’s team, “Hey guys, can I-”

“No,” Barf Bag and Donut said at the same time.

“But why?”

“BFB 14, you left me, Naily, Bomby, and Gelatin to die,” Barf Bag replied, “now turn back around.”

Spongy huffed, but did as was told.

Leafy walked over, “Heyyy, Spongy, that seemed rough, wanna join our team?”

Spongy huffed again, “...fine.” (8/10)

Taco walked over to Lollipop, “Heard your team was for Final 14-ilists, could I get in?”

“Sure, I don’t see why not,” Lollipop replied. (9/10)

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Snowball walked over to Basketball, “Hey, Basketball, wanna join my team? We gotta few open spots.”

“Depends, can Remote come too?” Basketball asked, stepping to the side to reveal the aforementioned robot.

“Eh, sure, we need more teammates.” (9/10)

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“I’m a dictionary, if you or any of your teammates need to know something just use me,” Book argued.

“T.V. can do that too,” Golf Ball countered.

“Alright then, look at your other options!” Book groaned, gesturing to the remaining contestants.

GB did as told, then looked back at Book, “You raise a valid point, welcome to the team Book.” (8/10)

VHSy walked over, “If you need to record anything, use me, then play it on T.V.”

Golf Ball pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Tennis Ball, who nodded, Golf Ball then turned back to VHSy, “You’re in, welcome.” (9/10)

“Sweet.”

Lastly, Nickel walked up to Golf Ball.

“I-”

“You’re in.”

“What? Why?”

“Looking at the remaining contestants, you have the most common sense and are least likely to get me killed, you’re in.”

“Huh, fair enough,” Nickel replied. (10/10)

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Yellow Face snuck up behind Fries, “HeY!”

“What do you want, Yellow Face?”

“I want to jOin your teAm.”

Fries thought for a moment, and realized Yellow Face might have some kind of bitterant for sale, then turned to him, “Sure, you’re in.” (8/10)

“Heard your team was composed of food,” Eggy said, walking over to Ice Cube, “can I join?”

Icy nodded. (9/10)

Dora hopped over to the team, Fries looked at her, “You eat islands or something right?”

Dora made an affirming beep.

“Would you eat normal food?”

Dora made a non affirming beep.

“Great, you’re in.” (10/10)

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“Hm, there doesn't seem to be any more Final 14-ilists left, guess we’ll just have to roll a dice or something?” Firey asked.

Gelatin sighed, “No, there’s still one more left.”

“Really? Who?”

Gelatin flatly pointed to David.

“Oh,” Firey groaned. (10/10)

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Pillow walked over to Pin, “There are pretty much no more teams left, can I join yours?”

“Depends,” Pin replied, “who’re the other options?”

“Winner, Lightning, and 8-Ball.”

“Hm, Clock would kill us if we took Winner, Lightning could kill us, and, uh, we’re not taking 8-Ball, so sure, you can be our tenth member.” (10/10)

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Lightning reluctantly floated over to Blocky’s team, “Guess I’m on your team.”

“Great! This’ll be perfect!” Snowball cheered, Lightning simply flew past him and sat next to Anchor. (10/10)

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“You all look like you could use a mastermind, may I join?” 8-Ball asked.

Pencil looked at 8-Ball, then sighed, “Fine, but only since there’s pretty much no other option.”

“Satisfactory,” 8-Ball replied, rolling past her. (10/10)

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Winner looked around, seeing all the teams full, he walked to the only one with an open slot. “Huh, guess that means I’m with you guys now.” (10/10)

“Hey Winner!” Clock greeted.

“Hiya Clock! Hope you’re doing well, now, who else is on this team?” Winner asked.

“What’s all the commotion?” Loser asked, walking over.

Loser and Winner locked eyes.

“Winner,” Loser said.

“Loser,” Winner said.

After a brief moment of silent eye contact, Loser turned around and walked away, Winner turned around and sat down.

Clock watched the display, then turned to Winner, “You ok?”

“Peachy.”

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Coiny looked at his team, “Alright, now we need a team name, we’ll do a vote this time, who’s in favor of naming us the W.O.A.H. Bunch again? Raise your hand.” Coiny asked.

Coiny, Pin, Donut, Needle, Teardrop, and Barf Bag all raised their hands.

“6-4 vote, guess we’re the W.O.A.H. Bunch again,” Saw said, Gaty sighed.

W.O.A.H. Bunch Again

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Golf Ball turned to her team, “We should follow suit with a team name, any ideas.”

“No real ideas,” VHSy replied, “But I know we’ll-”

Golf Ball, realizing what’s happening, froze.

“-name-”

Golf Ball muttered a “no.”

“-ourselves-”

Golf Ball is now beginning to cry.

“-The Best Name Ever!”

Best Name Ever

Golf Ball fell on the ground, sobbing, “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-”

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“Well, we’re all Final 14-ilists, so, why not name ourselves after that?” Flower asked.

“Yeah! We’re the Winner’s Circle of BFDI!” Gelatin replied

Winner’s Circle

Leafy stared at the name, “Huh.”

“Y’know I didn’t intend for us to be named that but I kinda like it,” Gelatin added.

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Naily looked at Price Tag and nodded, Price Tag returned the nod, sneaking over, Price Tag slid herself under where Cake was walking, causing him to slip and fall on his face.

Smushed into the ground, Cake began muttering “Help!”

Loser was about to run over, but saw Winner was about to do the same thing, then turned around, Winner noticed Loser and turned back too, Clock followed Winner.

Naily was laughing her heart out, Bomby was entirely indifferent.

Looking at the scene, Camera just broke, “CUT! CUT! CUUUUT!”

Cut x3

Boom Mike and Clapboard looked at the name.

“Welp,” Clapboard commented, “better get used to that.”

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Blocky looked at his team, “Well, we’re all supporters of Funny Doings right?”

A near-unanimous “Yes” came from the team.

“So, I vote we call ourselves the Funny Doers!”

“Hmm,” Woody thought, before walking up and whispering something in Blocky’s ear.

“Woody raises a good point, that is kind of bland, how about ‘Funny Doings International’?”

The team was either indifferent or supportive.

“Great! We’re Funny Doings International!”

F.D.I.

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“So, let’s be team FreeSmart!” Pencil called out

FreeSma-

“No no no,” Stapy said, “Only you three are FreeSmart, you aren’t the majority.”

“Yeah! You need to include us too!” Foldy followed up.

“Okay, okay,” Match said, “How about this, we’ll be, uh, Smarts and Crafts! That includes you all.”

“Hm, I like that,” Stapy replied.

Smarts and Crafts

Pencil grabbed Match, “Why are we compromising?”

“We haven’t even done the first challenge, I didn’t want to make our new teammates angry right off the bat!” Match reasoned.

Pencil sighed, “Fine.”

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“Seeing as we’re based around keeping food safe, we should probably name ourselves after that,” Eggy said

“YeaH! It’s liKe an aLl yoU can Eat bufFeT!” Yellow Face yelled.

“Wait, no!-” Fries started.

All You Can Eat Buffet

Fries facepalmed.

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“Alright, are all the teams situated?” The Announcer asked.

“Yep! We’re all ready to go!” Leafy answered.

“Alright, your first challenge is simple, you will be given a team’s name, pick someone from that team, then pick someone on your team to draw, however do not let that person, or team know you picked them.”

“Our job is to guess which one is from our team?” Clock asked.

“Close, but no, you will not draw the team member, you will draw things that remind you of that team member, then that team will have to guess which team member it is, when you are finished with your drawing, put it on one of the canvases to guess, you have 3 minutes to decide who will draw, go.”

“I feel like I’m the obvious choice!” Pencil blurted, getting an agreement from her team.

Pen took off his cap, “Is there even an argument?”

Golf Ball walked over to Book, “Are you a good artist?”

“Kinda?” Book replied, “I can draw the images in me but not much else.”

“That’s good enough, you’re up.”

“Teardrop can draw with a typewriter, I feel like that’s the best of us,” Donut proposed.

Teardrop nodded, grinned, and grabbed her typewriter.

“Hey! Loser! You’re a pretty good artist! Wanna give it a whirl?” Cake asked.

“Sorry, just not feeling up to it,” Loser replied.

“Oh, uh, well, bye I guess?”

“Bye Cake.”

Cake awkwardly walked back to the rest of the team, “Loser said no, you wanna do it Boom Mike.”

Mike rubbed the back of his head, “I’m not that good, but sure.”

“Time’s up, get drawing, you have three hours to draw and guess, go!”

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Teardrop began furiously typing away, finishing in record time.

“Wow, you’ve gotten fast at that, welp, go show it off!” Donut said.

Teardrop ran over to a canvas and placed the drawing on it. It featured a fork, the letters “BFB” but much bigger, and an image of a comic on it. Gelatin instantly recognized the items, “Hey! That’s me!”

Teardrop smiled and nodded.

“Winner’s Circle is safe, but stop drawing and you instantly lose,” the Announcer threatened.

Taco gulped and quickened her pace.

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After about 15 minutes Pencil was finished, running over, she put the image on a canvas. It featured an angry face, some wind blowing over trees, and a lightning symbol.

Lightning looked at the image, confused, “Doesn’t seem to be me… but then who is it?”

Taco was the next one done, her drawing featured a crescent moon, a string, and an annoyed face. Bell glared at her, “It’s me.”

“The W.O.A.H. Bunch is safe.”

Taco sheepishly rubbed her arm, “I, uh, didn’t mean for that to be taken negatively-”

“You drew a moon, Taco, if that wasn’t meant to be negative I don’t know what is.”

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About 30 minutes later, Boom Mike finished his drawing, running up to it, he accidentally slipped, falling on the page, it got torn in half.

“Oh no, uh, guys?”

Camera sighed, “We still got time, start over.”

Boom Mike nodded and ran back over.

Pen finished next, revealing his drawing on the canvas to be an image of a trophy, a jawbreaker, and a music note.

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After some more time, Book put up her drawing, it featured a recovery center, the words “I’m Sorry”, and a van.

After some brief pondering, Ice Cube realized, “It’s me.”

“The Eaters are safe.”

Ice Cube huffed at Book, then turned around.

After staring at the drawing for a second, Tennis Ball came to a realization, “Pencil’s drawing is Fanny!”

“Best Namers are safe, the Cutters, Smarts and Crafts, and the Funny Doers are left, one of you will be sending someone away.”

“I hate this drawing!”

“I’d like to see you do better!” Pencil yelled.

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With 30 minutes left, Boom Mike finally finished his drawing again, revealing it to be a battery, a TV, and a robot. Basketball saw the drawing and instantly yelled “Remote!”

“Funny Doers are safe. 2 teams left.”

Tree finally finished his drawing, putting it up on the canvas, it was of an angry face, bubble art of the word “Chatty”, and a piece of paper.

Cake looked at Tree’s drawing, then at Pen’s drawing, realization struck him.

Match looked at Pen’s drawing, then at Tree’s drawing, realization struck her.

“PEN HAD LOSER/TREE HAD PENCIL!” They both yelled out.

“Hm, close, but, I heard Cake finish first, and he is correct, the Cutters are safe, Smarts and Crafts is up for elimination.”

“WHAT!?” Pencil yelled, “First off, we should’ve won! Second off, Match? Why did you guess that? Do you really think I’m too chatty?”

“Well, no, it was just for the challenge-”

“It doesn’t matter if it was for the challenge! You still guessed me!”

“Keep this conflict saved up, because next time one of you is going away, and it’d be more entertaining if you all argued as one of you was eliminated.”

U.F.E. Team: Smarts and Crafts

Members Up For Voting: Pencil, Match, Ruby, Balloony, Rocky, Cloudy, 8-Ball, Stapy, Foldy, and Marker

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Taco walked up to Bell, wanting to apologize, before being cut off.

"Don't. Even. Think about it," Bell ordered.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry!"

"I don't care! I'm not going to forgive for manipulating me like that!"

"It was for the challenge!"

"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT FIXES THINGS!?"

Taco stayed silent.

"I'm not gonna forgive you Taco, so just go hang out with your team or something, manipulate some other contestant," Bell huffed, then went away.

Taco looked at the enemy contestant, "I'll find a way to make it up to you, Bell. That is the reason I came back after all."

Chapter Text

Anchor stretched upon waking up in the morning, looking around, he saw Blocky laying down a police spike trap in front of some kind of metal box. Walking over, he decided to strike up a conversation, "Hey Blocky, what're you doing?”

“Oh! Hey Anchor, this is gonna be great, so, because 4, X, and 2 didn't feel like recovering everyone manually, they made more recovery centers.”

“That's what the box is?”

“Yep! But, back in the day, I was the ultimate prankster, but, since all of the recovery centers were destroyed, I was kinda creatively bankrupt,” Blocky explained, "and then they shut down my show because I ran it by myself and also committed perjury under oath which is apparently a felony.”

“Oh, well, uh, where does the spike trap come into all of this?”

“Oh, yeah! So I just popped Bubble and-”

“Waitwaitwaitwaitwait you what?” Anchor questioned.

“I popped Bubble?”

“Wouldn't that, kinda, kill her?”

“Yeah so?”

Anchor stared at Blocky, aghast.

“Oh come on, she comes back!”

“ That doesn't make it okay! ” Anchor responded.

“Yeah, whatever, anyway, the second she comes back, she'll fall onto this trap, which will instantly pop her, putting her into an infinite loop of popping!” Blocky laughed.

Anchor stared at his teammate, horrified, then heard the ding of the recovery center reviving Bubble. Panicking, Anchor ripped the spike trap off of the ground and threw it onto Blocky, Bubble walked onto the ground with no problems.

Bubble looked at Anchor, who was panting, “Doid oi moiss soimethoing?”

“Spike trap, attempted murder, Blocky is morally bankrupt,” Anchor panted.

“Oih, uh, thoinks?”

"No problem, name's Anchor, by the way, nice to meet you.”

“Noice toi moit you toi, uh, boi,” Bubble said, walking back to her team.

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Pencil sat on the grass, waiting for Cake At Stake, Match was sitting next to her, doing the same. "Who do you think will, like, be eliminated?” Match asked.

“Hmmm, probably 8-Ball, knowing he was one of the, what, 12 people eliminated back in BFB?”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Pencil stared at her best friend, "You think I'm gonna get eliminated don't you?”

Match didn’t respond.

Pencil sighed, “I, uh, don't blame you.”

“Huh?”

“I looked back and rewatched that episode, I was kinda being a jerk huh,” Pencil admitted.

Match averted her eyes, "Yeah.”

Pencil nodded, "Well, just in case I am the one who gets out, what happened between you and Bubble?”

Match was taken aback, before answering, "Can't remember the episode, but, uh, it was a quiz show, and since you were eliminated I tried doing what you do, y'know, be harsh but honest?”

"Yeah, yeah.”

“And, uh, Bubble was the one answering the questions and she just, like,… stopped talking to me over it,” Match admitted. "Then, a few episodes later, when she finally talked to me, she said she was angry at me over that and didn't want to talk for a while.”

“Ouch.”

“I realized I couldn't really say anything without making it, like, worse and stuff, so I let her go, and I was eliminated next episode so we never made up.”

"Wow, uh, didn’t realize that was what happened, uh,” Pencil commented, "...if I do get eliminated, make up with Bubble for me, k?”

“Oh, uh, okay, I don’t think she’ll, like, forgive me though.”

Pencil chuckled, "She's an Alliance member, I'm sure she'll come around eventually, just, uh, try not to pester her about it.”

“Will do, like, thanks, Pence-Pence.”

"No problem Match.”

“Attention Smarts and Crafts members!” 2 called out, catching the team's attention, “It's time for CAKE AT STAKE!”

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The ten teammates sat on top of 2's hotel, 2, TV, and the Announcer sat in the center of the group, next to them was a big cake.

"You all know how this works, you get cake you stay, if you don't you're gone,” 2 announced.

The Announcer gestured to TV, who counted up the total votes, “We got a total of 5 votes this time.”

"Really?” Pencil asked, "That’s less than the first episode of BFDI.”

"Yes, we're getting votes from a smaller voter pool this time.”

"Why are you doing that?” Foldy asked.

“...”

"Don't say it-” Match started.

"Budget cuts.”

A collective groan was heard from the team.

2 ignored them, "Due to the smaller voter pool, a majority of you got no votes, starting off, Balloony, Rocky, and Cloudy are safe,” the algebralien claimed, throwing cake at the three contestants. Balloony was knocked over, the cake splattered on Cloudy's face, and Rocky swallowed it whole.

2 continued, “Following that, the entire second half of the team name is safe,” they punctuated the sentence by throwing cake at Stapy, Foldy, and Marker, who caught it, except Foldy, who was knocked over, none of them got any votes.

Pencil, Match, Ruby, and 8-Ball all looked at the hosts, more worried than before.

“Only 4 of you left, soon to be three cause Ruby got no votes as well!” Ruby caught the thrown cake and took a bite.

"Pence-Pence I'm, like, not feeling too confident in this,” Match admitted.

"Me neither,” Pencil replied.

“Oh, Match, have a little more confidence, because you got no votes either!” 2 claimed, throwing cake at the matchstick, who breathed a sigh of relief, before worriedly looking over to Pencil and 8-Ball.

"Pencil, 8-Ball, one of you took up 80% of the vote, which would be impressive if there weren't only 5 votes,” 2 claimed.

8-Ball gulped, Pencil tried to keep her composure.

“And well, we have a new first everybody,” 2 claimed.

8-Ball raised an eyebrow.

“Because this marks the first time a contestant has been first boot twice! Pencil's out!” 2 called, throwing cake to 8-Ball, who had one vote, which isn't anything notable next to Pencil's four votes.

“I don’t know why I got any votes to be honest,” 8-Ball commented, “I didn't even do anything.”

Pencil’s face fell, staring at the number in front of her, she sighed, “Welp, guess that’s the end of me.”

“Unfortunately for you, we have decided to eliminate the contestants by death now,” The Announcer claimed.

“WHAT-”

“NO WE’RE NOT!” 2 claimed, silencing Pencil, “We’re still doing it the normal way, enjoy your stay at the hotel Pencil,” with that, 2 clapped their hands, and the floor gave out from underneath Pencil, trapping her in the hotel.

Match shamefully looked at where Pencil was, she sighed as the floor came back.

“Anywho, my challenge isn’t quite ready yet, enjoy your time!” 2 said, before disappearing.

“I must go as well, as I have things to work on,” The Announcer claimed, hopping away.

“What kinda things?” Stapy asked.

“You’ll see in Episode 5,” with that, the Announcer left.

“Well that was ominous,” Balloony commented, “Anyway, now that Pencil’s gone, who’s team leader?”

“Well, Match makes the most sense right?” Ruby asked.

“No!” Match blurted, catching the attention of her teammates, “Uh, I mean, like, I’d rather not.”

“Well, then, who will it be?” Cloudy asked.

“I, for one, vote me,” Stapy replied.

“I’m with him,” Foldy added.

“Me too!” Marker replied.

“...Any objections?” Match asked, to which no one really responded.

“Alrighty then, as team leader… do whatever you want until the challenge,” Stapy said, before hopping away.

The team took the advice and went off into the field.

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Loser sat alone at a cliff face, thinking to himself, Cake found him and walked over to the cube. "Hey, Loser, can we talk for a sec?”

"Huh? Oh, yeah, sure, what is it?”

Cake sighed, "Loser, I'm gonna be honest and say I don't know what happened between you and Winner-”

Loser became visually anxious when the other contestant's name was said.

"-But I want to cover this now so you don't end up throwing challenges later, please, actually try to win challenges, and cooperate with us, even Winner, because odds are, you two won't be the ones going home.”

Loser sighed, then nodded, “Okay, but, uh, what if they start throwing challenges?”

"Clock is talking with them about that, plus, last time a ball of fluff threw a challenge, she was voted out of the season.”

Loser chuckled at the joke.

The duo jumped back when 2 appeared in between them, “Oh, hello there!”

“Uhhh, hi,” Cake awkwardly replied.

"Yes, uh, could you two move over to the right a bit?”

“Uh, okay?” Cake responded, as he and Loser walked a little off to the side.

2 smiled and then clapped their hands, causing a bridge to appear, connecting this cliff face with a stone pillar.

"So what's that about?” Loser asked.

“It's today's challenge!”

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The 7 teams sat on the cliff, which led into a large circular chasm, there were seven stone pillars near the center, bridges connected the pillars and cliff, 2 began to explain the challenge, “As I'm sure you've noticed, there are 7 bridges, 1 for each team, every contestant will be given a slingshot, your job is to make another contestant fall of the bridge, if any member of your team touches the ground, not only will they be in immense pain, they'll also put their team up for Elimination.”

2 clapped their hands, causing every team to appear on their designated bridge, "Go!”

Flower looked at the other teams, "Y'know, this seems kinda similar to the first challenge from BFDI…”

"That's because it's based off of it!” 2 claimed, floating near Flower, “Originally it was going to be the Announcer's challenge but he didn't have time to set it up, said something about you, Firey, and Puffball.”

Flower nodded, "Huh, cool,” then began digging through her pockets, pulling out a bunch of pairs of Non-Slip shoes, and handed them out to her team.

Over with F.D.I., Blocky was vigorously trying to knock other contestants off with his slingshot, while Anchor looked on, shakily standing still, Lightning floated over. ”You okay Anchor?”

“If I make any sudden move, the bridge under me will give out and I'll fall directly through,” Anchor explained.

“Oh, uh, that's rough.”

“Yeah…”

Lightning looked at the rest of his team, then back at Anchor, he said “Eh, I'll keep ya’ company,” then sat down next to Anchor, who gave a weak smile.

The Buffeters had a similar issue with their team.

“Okay, Black Hole, just, float a little higher than usual, you're causing the bridge to move towards you,” Tree requested.

“Oh, okay, sorry,” Black Hole did as was told, Fries rolled his eyes.

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About an hour into the game, no one had fallen yet, but that was looking to change.

Camera looked over to F.D.I.'s bridge, seeing Blocky essentially machine gun out rocks at people, he turned to Loser. "Hey, Loser, could you do what Blocky's doing?”

Loser looked over at the prankster, then turned back to Camera, "No, sorry, I'm not that fast." 

Camera annoyedly grumbled something under his breath, then looked back at the other teams.

Coiny gave a flat facial expression, as Pillow was using him as a shield from Blocky's pellet brigade. "This feels wrong on many levels.”

“I mean, you're made of metal, I'm not, so you're kinda just more resistant to this aren't you?” Pillow reasoned.

Coiny sighed, "Yeah I guess you're right.”

Sadly, the Coiny shield didn't protect Needle, who got hit in the head, knocking her off the bridge, "NEEDLE!” Pin cried.

Teardrop, determined, jumped off the bridge and caught Needle in midair, grabbing the contestant, she stabbed Needy (*slap_sfx.wav*) into the cliff face. They continued sliding down the wall, before slowing just before the ground, 2 floated down, seeing that Teardrop's feet hadn't yet touched the ground, barely, they announced, "The W.O.A.H. Bunch Again is still safe, neither of them have touched the ground.”

"WHAT!?” Snowball yelled, before jumping, the movement shook Anchor who, as foretold, fell right through the bridge. Lightning flew down, catching his teammate, and slowly flying back up. 2 spectated the scene, “Once again, F.D.I. is still safe, as Lightning caught Anchor.”

When Lightning set Anchor back on the bridge, the two of them were hyperventilating, Anchor looked at Lightning, "Thanks, for that.”

“Absolutely no problem,” Lightning replied.

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Price Tag looked at the pillars, noticing they were too far to jump across, they leaned over to Naily and Bomby, “Hey, Naily, Bomby, need you to help me with something.”

"What?” Bomby asked.

“Bomby, me and Naily are gonna climb on you, and then jump off of you, onto another team's pillar, then we'll knock them off.”

“Hm, sounds good!” Naily said.

“Alright then,” Bomby replied, walking over to the cliff, Winner followed the trio. 

"What're you guys doing?”

"We're gonna jump off of Bomby over to another team!” Naily claimed.

"Hmm,” Winner started, “Too dangerous, I'll just throw you over.”

"On second thought that does sound better, yeah,” Bomby commented.

Winner grabbed Naily and reeled back to throw them over the bridge, Clock walked over.

"What's the plan here?”

“Air support,” Naily joked.

Clock looked at the scene, before shrugging(?), "Throw me after them please.”

"Sure thing!”

It was at this moment Clapboard finally saw what was happening and walked over.

“Okay, so, let me start by saying I appreciate the enthusiasm,” she started.

"But we can't do this?” Taggy sighed.

Clapboard looked at them, "Well, I didn't say that , it's, just, you might not want to do this yet , wait to see if another team messes up and falls off naturally first, that's all.”

Winner nodded, and put Naily down, “Alright then.”

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Another hour later, Camera began strategizing on how to beat the other teams, "Y'know, if Loser climbed on Boom Mike then he would have a vantage point to knock the other teams off.”

“That sounds like a bad idea,” Bomby commented.

“Oh what do you know? Your plan was to have a metal object and a piece of paper jump off of you!” Camera snapped.

“Hey!” Naily yelled, “I get we're on the same team, but that's my friend you're insulting there!”

“I don't know why you think that would change anything but sure,” Camera replied.

Boom Mike picked up Camera and held him towards Clapboard, who had an annoyed expression on her face. "Camera, buddy, you know I care about you, right?”

“Yeah?”

“So, as your friend, I'm going to tell you you're being a brat.”

Camera looked at her, offended, “Okay so FIRST OF ALL-”

The two began to argue, Boom Mike looked over at Cake and Clock, who were looking back at him with pity written all over their faces.

From her bridge, Eggy watched the enemy team bicker, “I'm glad we have the maturity to not argue like that,” she commented, Pie nodded in agreement.

Fries spectated the other teams, Black Hole, unaware, slowly began floating back down next to Fries. Slowly, the fries in Fries got caught in Black Hole, and began being absorbed, which neither party noticed.

Fries did notice he began feeling a little lightheaded, he then turned to see Black Hole had absorbed about half of the fries in him. Black Hole heard Fries move, then turned to see that he was absorbing Fries.

Fries fell backwards and screamed, Black Hole quickly floated upwards.

Fries glared at his teammate, "What on earth was that!?” he snapped.

“Why are you saying that like it's my fault?” BH asked.

“Because it is!”

"What are you talking about!?”

“How could you not notice that you were eating me!?” Fries ordered (up).

“That's not how this works! I can't feel things!”

“Oh, yeah, bring this up now, I definitely believe you," the fast food sarcastically commented.

Tree walked in between the two, “Alright, alright, break it up you two, I think that's enough-”

“No no no!” Black Hole cut off, “He can't just blame me for something I can't control!”

“You're right! I'm blaming you for something you can control!”

Pie stood up and began pulling Fries away from Black Hole, Tree stood in front of BH and motioned for him to back away.

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Taco scanned the area, looking for any team with any notable problems, W.O.A.H. Bunch, AYCEB, Best Name Ever, F.D.I., and Smarts and Crafts all had fliers, which was an inherent advantage. Leaving only Winner's Circle and Cut Cut Cut without them, and Winner's Circle had no slip shoes, Taco turned to her teammates.

“I think we're gonna have to target Cut x3,” she claimed.

“Why?” Leafy asked.

"They're the only ones without a flier other than us.”

Lollipop thought to herself, before saying “I don't think that's a good idea.”

“Why?”

"Firstly, targeting any team would draw attention to us, which isn't a good idea, secondly, while they don't have fliers, they have two strategists in Camera and Clapboard, and they also have Winner and Loser, two athletic contestants, and lastly, we have no real method of getting them other then pebbling them off the edge, which hasn't worked for Blocky over there,” Lollipop reasoned.

Gelatin ignored this advice and began firing at Cut Cut Cut, a pellet went straight into Camera's lens, knocking him out of Boom Mike's hand. On instinct, Loser ran over and grabbed him, Winner grabbed Loser's leg, saving him.

Loser climbed back up and gave Camera to Boom Mike, who took a new lens out of (???) and replaced Camera's.

Loser and Winner locked eyes.

They walked to opposite sides of the bridge.

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Over with the Namers, Liy was rapid firing pellets at Blocky, who was firing back, the rest of the team used Roboty as a shield.

“Do you think she realizes that Blocky isn't gonna fall off the bridge?” Puffball asked.

Nickel looked over at the light switch, who was having the time of her life, “Eh, let her have her fun.”

Meanwhile Golf Ball was trying to figure out a plan, but was having difficulties due to the noise Blocky was making. The contestant growled, and walked over to TV, “TV, what's the chance of either of them knocking over the other?”

“0.00000000002763%.”

Golf Ball groaned in anguish.

Over with the Bunch, Donut leaned over the bridge and picked up Teardrop, who had climbed back up the cliff using Needle, while Barf Bag picked up Needle. 

"Thank you, so much,” Needle said.

“Eh, no problem,” Donut replied.

Coiny took another pellet to the face and decided he had enough, kicking Pillow's hand, she dropped him, he grabbed the rope of the bridge and pulled himself back up, glaring at Pillow. Pillow anxiously backed away from the ticked off currency, only to back into Pin, who also had a look of annoyance.

Teardrop looked over at the scene and grinned, glad to see Pillow finally getting karma for that waving-arm lie she told back then.

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Smarts and Crafts was just kind of sitting around, not drawing too much attention to themselves. Stapy decided he was tired of doing literally nothing and opened himself, aiming at the Buffeters, who were distracted by the Fries v. BH argument. He fired a staple directly into Ice Cube, who slid off the bridge.

“ICY!” Bracelety yelled, she then forced Tree to hold one end of her, jumping off the bridge, she grabbed Ice Cube, and they kept falling. They stopped just before hitting the ground, Ice Cube fearfully stared at the ground, before the pair were slingshotted back into the air, Bracelety whipped back to the end Tree was holding, she then set Ice Cube on the ground.

When Bracelety sat back on the bridge, Ice Cube sat next to her, and nuzzled her a bit as a thanks, Bracelety smiled.

Stapy facepalmed at the scene.

Blocky got tired of firing pellets at the other teams, seeing as it just wasn't working, he walked over to Snowball, “See W.O.A.H. Bunch Again over there?”

“Yeah?”

“Throw me onto that bridge.”

Snowball looked at him confused, then shrugged and chucked his friend to the enemy team.

Bell noticed this and swung into Blocky, sending him off course, over towards Best Name Ever.

Puffball wasn't having that and hit Blocky over towards All You Can Eat Buffet.

Unknowingly, Blocky got caught in Black Hole, then orbited around him, being thrown back towards his team.

Lightning, who was tired of Blocky, grabbed him and threw him back towards the W.O.A.H. Bunch Again.

Liy stopped firing pellets and watched as Blocky kept getting ping-ponged around, constantly being thrown towards different teams. She began chuckling to herself, which distracted Puffball, who missed her cue to hit Blocky, who collided with her. Blocky went off-course towards the Winner's Circle, who saw him coming.

Firey turned towards Spongy, who gave him a death glare, panicking, Firey grabbed David (“Aw, Seriously?”) and batted Blocky away using him. Blocky went flying over Cut x3, who was still bickering over Camera's plan.

Boom Mike turned to see the prankster flying towards them, “Uh, guys?”

“Not now Boom Mike our argument has gone to theoretical physics now,” Camera claimed.

“I feel like this is more important…”

“What could be more important than winning the challenge?”

“INCOMING FUNNY-DOER!” Boom Mike yelled, pointing to Blocky, who knocked Camera and Boom Mike off the bridge by colliding with them.

Clapboard panicked and grabbed Boom Mike using her legs, Naily grabbed Clapboard with her mouth, Price Tag wrapped their string around Naily, Clock and Cake grabbed Price Tag with their feet, Winner grabbed Clocky with their hand, and Loser grabbed one of Winner's legs.

Turning back to the bridge, Loser realized that Blocky was still on the bridge, the prankster gave a flat look to the celebrity, then looked at his hand on the bridge, and smiled.

Loser nervously looked at his competitor, “Uh, mercy?”

Blocky looked back at Loser, “Um, no,” Blocky released Loser's grip on the bridge, causing the entire team to fall to the ground.

2 appeared next to the team, seeing the entire team on the ground 2 declared, "Welp, seeing as literally all of Cut Cut Cut is on the ground, they lose!”

The other teams breathed a sigh of relief.

2 turned back to the losing team, “See you guys in about a month!”

After a moment of silence, Camera closed his eyes and screamed “OH COME ON-”

U.F.E. Team: Cut Cut Cut (Cut x3)

Members Up For Voting: Camera, Clapboard, Boom Mike, Loser, Winner, Cake, Clock, Naily, Price Tag, and Bomby

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Bracelety began doodling another “GO ICE CUBE!” sign, Ice Cube herself walked up behind her, “Hey?”

“Oh, hi Icy!!!”

“Uh, thanks for saving me back there,” Ice Cube thanked.

“Oh, no problem, that's what teammates are for, right?”

Ice Cube paused, before asking, "Hey, uh, so, me and Bottle were going to go get back at Blocky for attacking us, wanna join?”

Bracelety nearly exploded in glee, "Sure thing!”

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Blocky walked out of his recovery center, Bubble somehow managed to pop him again, and was met by immediately falling off a cliff.

Ice Cube laughed, finally getting back at Blocky for that trick he pulled all those years ago.

Bracelety warmly smiled, she was just happy to hang out with Ice Cube.

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Pillow walked around aimlessly, looking for something to do, she walked by Taco, who had a few things to say.

“Hey! Pillow! We need to talk!”

“What? I didn’t do anything to you .”

“It doesn’t matter if it’s to me, but I saw you using Coiny as a shield last time, that’s not okay, you get that, right?”

Pillow shrugged, “Eh, he got over it, so what’s the big deal.”

Taco gave a confused glare, “You can’t just use your fellow contestants as tools!”

Pillow raised an eyebrow.

“I’m aware,” Taco grumbled.

Pillow shrugged, “I don't see what's wrong, Coiny is fine with it, and you aren't even on our team, so what's the big deal?”

“I, for one, know firsthand how any one conflict can tear a team apart, and I'm simply advising you to maybe not use your team as tools.”

Pillow rolled her eyes and walked away, “I just don't see the problem.”

Taco sighed, “But I do.”

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Match sat next to the hotel, missing Pencil, Ruby walked over and sat beside her fellow alliance member.

“Hey, Match?”

“Like, yeah Ruby?”

"Why didn't you want to be team leader?” Ruby asked.

Match sighed, “Like, last time I was team leader, Bubble, like, left the alliance and I got, like, voted out.”

“Oh yeah, I remember that,” Ruby commented, “but, it's been a while, I'm sure you'll do better!”

Match looked to the side and shook her head, “It'd be, like, weird to try and, like, lead the alliance without Bubble in it.”

Ruby nodded, “It is weird to be led by someone who isn't you or Pencil.”

“ Thank you! ” a muffled voice called from behind them, the two stood up and turned around to see Pencil staring at them from a window.

“Pence-Pence!” Match cheered.

“ Hi Match! ” Pencil replied, “ I am locked in here and can't get out though. ”

“Ah, shame,” Ruby added.

“ Yeah, watch, ” Pencil responded, picking up a chair and throwing it against the window, the chair broke, “ but they got hot chocolate so I'm not complaining, anyway, who's team leader now? ”

“Stapy,” Ruby replied.

" Really? Match, you not want to be team leader or something? ”

Match bashfully rubbed her arm, “Not really no…”

Pencil looked at her, before shrugging, “ Eh, doesn't matter that much, just make it to merge for me, k? ”

Match looked at Pencil, before giving a determined smile and nodding.

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Camera sat at a bench, writing in a document using his mouth, Clapboard walked over and sat next to her friend.

"Hey, buddy, we need to talk.”

“Hmm? Oh, yeah, gotcha,” Camera replied, bumping into the document to roll it over, and then turning to Clapboard, "Whatcha need?”

Clapboard sighed, "I'll keep it simple, you need to work on meeting new people.”

Camera uncomfortably looked to the side, “W-What do you mean?”

“You were acting like a self-centered jerk during the last challenge, Camera.”

“Well, uh, I, uh-”

Clapboard sighed again, "Camera, I know you don't like meeting new people and all that, but, you were like this when we first met too, that was when we were kids, Cammy.”

Camera bashfully looked off to the side.

“Don't get me wrong, I do care about you, but you can't keep doing this, every, single, time.”

Camera took his turn to sigh, "Yeah, yeah, I know, but, it's just… I don't like… trusting people, if that makes sense?”

“It doesn't.”

“Okay, uh, how do I put this…” Camera thought, “I'm used to it just being us three, y'know? I do the cinematography and all that, you direct, Mic handles the set, and we don't need anyone else backstage, just us, it's just… weird, having other people, does that make sense?”

“It makes sense, but, Camera, this is a team -based competition, and there's 7 other people, you're gonna have to make friends.”

Camera groaned, “I know, but…”

Clapboard shook her head, “No buts, Cammy, try to make friends with someone else before the end of the game, that's my challenge to you, okay?”

Camera reluctantly nodded.

“This isn't meant to be a thing where I degrade or bash you, I'm not saying I don't want to be friends with you anymore, it's the exact opposite, I want you in this game for longer, and the only way that happens is if you make friends ,” Clapboard reasoned.

Boom Mic walked over to the pair with three cups of coffee, he looked at his two friends, who looked back at him, "Did I miss something?”

"Nothing involving you, Mic, you're fine,” Camera replied.

“Oh, okay, good, uh, I brought you guys coffee,” the audio equipment responded, placing the cups in front of them, with straws for convenience.

Camera looked at the cup, then chuckled, "Thanks, Mic.”

“No problem!”

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The members of Cut Cut Cut sat around X, who held a notecard in hand, which featured the votes, 4 floated ominously above.

“So, because of your loss during 2's challenge, you all are here, I don't think I've actually met a few of you, nice to meet you.”

"Nice to meet you too!” Clapboard replied, before looking at Camera, who dejectedly looked at the floor.

“Anyway, I feel like prolonging this experience isn't a good idea, so I'll just get this over with,” X reasoned, “today our cake isn't a cake, we ran out of cake batter, so it's just a block of cement.” In time with X's word, 9 blocks of cement fell next to them, leaving holes in the ground.

“Uh could you not throw those at-” Boom Mic started.

“Boom Mic is the first one safe with no votes!” X yelled, throwing a block of cement at the contestant, knocking him over and detaching some wires.

“Owwwww,” Mic groaned, noticeably quieter.

“Next up, the fanboys are safe!” X said, throwing cinder blocks at Cake and Clock, Cake dodged, Clock got totalled, neither got any votes.

4 revived Clock manually, upon revival Clock looked at X, “Excuse me, I'm not a fanboy, I'm a fanman!”

X giggled and read off the next vote, “Naily, Price Tag, Winner, your plan sucked."

“Hey!” Naily cried.

“But still none of you got any votes!”

Winner slapped the cinder block into the ground, Naily and Taggy dodged.

Only Bomby, Loser, Clapboard, and Camera are left.

“Loser, while you may refuse to talk to Winner, you got no votes!” X revealed throwing cinder blocks at him, Loser caught it and chucked it behind him.

Clapboard closed her eyes and started muttering “ PleasebeBombypleasebeBombypleasebeBombypleasebeBombypleasebeBombypleasebeBomby -”

“Clapboard's the next one safe with no votes!” X revealed, throwing a cinder block at the contestant, snapping her in half.

Camera nervously looked at Bomby, who was also anxious.

4 revived Clapboard, who looked at Camera and Bomby, and once again started whispering “ pleasebeBombypleasebeBombypleasebeBombypleasebeBomby -”

“Bomby-”

Clapboard breathed a sigh of relief.

“-is the last one safe with one vote! Camera's out!” X claimed, throwing a cinder block at Bomby, which didn't phase him.

Clapboard looked at X, flabbergasted.

Camera sighed, “Welp, guess that's the end of me, so, uh, do I go to the hotel now?”

"Wha? Oh, no, that's 2's method of eliminating people, I'm the host right now, and I have a different method!” X revealed, snapping their fingers.

A familiar tractor beam came down and began carrying Camera to the B.R.B.

Camera, shocked, looked around the area, “WELL NOW HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MAKE FRIENDS-”

Camera was cut off by zooming into the sky, Clapboard bashfully looked towards the ground, “Well now I just feel bad…”

Mic walked over to her, and began rubbing her head to comfort her, he looked over to where Camera was, noticing he left behind a piece of paper, he grabbed it, and then walked with Clapboard over to their team.

Taggy turned to face the team, “So now who’s gonna be team leader?”

Loser and Winner both raised their hands, Cake walked next to Loser, Clock walked next to Winner.

“So,” Loser started.

“Of course you of all people decided to try and boss everyone around,” Winner insulted.

“And you’re volunteering why?” Loser remarked.

Winner glared at their former friend, “Well, guess we’ll vote then, who wants me to be-”

“No need,” Mic cut off, reading the paper Camera left behind.

“Why?” Loser ordered.

“This is an order of succession, so whenever the team leader gets eliminated the person behind them in line becomes leader,” Mic revealed.

“Well, who's the leader then, me or Winner ?” Loser asked, spitting out Winner’s name like raw fish.

“Clappy.”

“Excuse me?” Clapboard asked.

“That’s what it says,” Mic claimed, turning the paper to show that Winner and Loser were 7th and 8th in line respectively, with Clappy being in 2nd.

“Why am I so low?” Winner asked.

Mic turned the paper back around, “It says here you’d do nothing but argue with Loser.”

Winner was about to comment, before realizing it’s true and shutting up.

Naily turned to Clapboard, “So, what do we do, team leader?”

Clapboard nervously looked at her team, before gulping, “I-I-I don’t know, j-just d-do what you w-want until the challenge I-I guess?”

Bomby gave a concerned look to the film equipment, before nodding and walking off, with Taggy and Naily following.

Loser and Winner walked in different directions, with Cake and Clock following respectively.

Boom Mic turned to talk with Clappy, but she was already gone.

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Liy was stretching, waiting for the next challenge, GB walked up to her, “Hello Liy.”

“Hm? Oh, hey GB, how's it going?”

“Fine, but I need to talk with you about something,” GB revealed.

“Alright then, what is it?”

“As I'm sure you've noticed only three people on our team have arms, including you.”

“Yeah?”

"However, unfortunately, you're the only person who has arms and is also athletic.”

“Oh.”

“I just felt the need to inform you that you will, in fact, be carrying the team in terms of athletic challenges.”

"Well, thanks for the heads up I guess,” Liy thanked.

X appeared near the duo and placed a flag into the ground, which transformed the nearby surroundings into ancient ruins.

Liy worriedly looked around, “What was that?”

“Today's athletic challenge!” X revealed.

GB gave a dead glare, Liy facepalmed.

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The contestants sat in the center of the ruins, with X floating above them.

“So today your challenge is capture the flag!”

"...”

“Is that it?” Pen asked.

"Yep! First team to lose their flag is sending someone home! The game starts… NOW!”

With a snap of their fingers, all the teams appeared by their flag.

Immediately, Golf Ball began assigning roles.

"Liy, Nickel, you're our attackers,” she started.

Nickel nodded, Liy gave a thumbs up, the two ran off to go grab someone's flag.

“VHSy, Book, TB, you all and me are defenders,” GB assigned.

“Why only 2 attackers and 4 defenders?” Book asked.

“At the end of the day, it's better to have our flag not stolen than to steal a flag,” GB claimed.

TB nodded in agreement.

“TV, Puffball, Roboty, Fanny, your jobs are to distract the other teams, make sure they're too busy doing something else to steal our flag.”

Puffball grinned and scooped up Fanny (“I hate flying!”) and flew off, Roboty activated a jet booster under him and flew off, TV just walked away.

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GB wasn't the only one assigning roles though.

“Match, Foldy, Marker, stay put, we need to keep this flag in one piece,” Stapy ordered.

Match nodded and picked up a metal pipe.

Stapy nervously looked at her, "Please, don't beat the other teams to death, Match.”

“Awwww,” Match groaned, tossing the pipe away.

“Anyway, the rest of us will be attacking, you guys go for a direct approach, I've got a plan,” Stapy deviously said.

With that, Stapy jumped in the nearby lake.

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While Blocky and Basketball were arguing over a plan (all-out offense or impenetrable defense), Lightning floated over to Anchor.

"Hey, buddy, I got an idea,” Lightning claimed.

"Hm? Really? What is it?”

“I carry you over a flag, I drop you, you hitting the ground disorients that team, you run off with the flag,” Lightning explained.

Anchor thought about it, “Only if you don't drop me on someone.”

"Deal,” with that, Lightning picked up Anchor and carried him over to the W.O.A.H. Bunch Again, only guarded by Pin, Pillow, Barf Bag, and Donut, who were too busy playing cards to notice.

"...Got any 5s?”

“Pikachu, I choose you!”

“I cast thunder.”

Donut, holding Uno cards, looked at his teammates, "What on earth are we playing!?”

The group was interrupted by a loud noise near their flag, they turned to see Anchor, in the ground next to it, struggling to get out, Lightning floated down.

Donut and Barf Bag stood up and walked over, Anchor looked at them, then at Lightning, “That plan didn't work.”

"What were you even trying to do?” Barf Bag asked.

“Airdrop into your base and steal your flag,” Anchor admitted.

“Oh, well, I see the thought process at least,” Donut said, staring at the hole in the ceiling.

Anchor tried to pull himself out, but failed again, he sighed, “If you help pull me out we'll defend your flag.”

Donut turned to look at Pin, who nodded, "Sure.”

“Wait, what do you mean you'll defend our flag, what about yours?” Barf Bag asked.

“Anyone who decides to incur the wrath of Snowball is an idiot,” Lightning claimed.

“Aw, right, fair,” she replied, getting behind Anchor and grabbing him, she began to try and pull him out of the ground.

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It appears that Coiny is an idiot.

Sneaking around F.D.I.'s base, he saw that the members were still arguing over a plan.

Grinning, he jumped down into the main area, and grabbed the flag, he began running off.

Remote saw this and began trying to get the attention of Basketball.

"Not now Remote this is important,” BB claimed, Remote glared at her and began running after Coiny.

The currency turned around to see the robot chasing him, grinning, Coiny slowed down, waiting until Remote got close. When Remote reached for the flag Coiny whacked her with it and pushed her backwards.

Remote quickly got back up and continued after Coiny, who jumped out of F.D.I.'s base.

Woody turned to see the missing flag, he instantly turned to Blocky, “OUW FLAG IS MISSING!”

The team turned to see where the flag once was.

“Ooooh so that's what Remote wanted…” Basketball commented.

Well, what Remote currently wants is to drop kick Coiny off a cliff.

Slowly draining battery power, Remote began to slow down, unable to keep up with Coiny.

Tree looked over to his former teammate, then to Coiny, he then turned to see Loser jumping into AYCEB's base. Turning between the two scenes, Tree sighed, he ran over to Remote, took off her cover and took out her batteries, replacing them with two fresh ones.

Remote, now fully charged, devilishly grinned, and ran over to Coiny in record time, kicking him over and taking the flag back.

She ran back to her base, and threw the flag at Pen, who just ran out of the base.

She then ran past Tree again and into AYCEB's base, Tree sighed…

Then he saw Loser go flying out the balcony.

Remote then ran back over to Tree and gave him a hug, “Thank you.”

Then, Remote ran back to her team.

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Black Hole picked up Fries in his gravitational field and used it to throw him across the ruins, into Winner's Circle's base.

Grumbling, Fries got back on his feet and dusted himself off, he then ran over to that team's flag, grabbing it, he ran to the exit.

He was met by Flower picking him up, taking the flag, eating a fry, then throwing him out of the base.

Fries grumbled once again, and was met by Black Hole laughing.

“Alright then smart guy, you try and do it!” Fries challenged.

“Okay, I will,” Black Hole taunted, flying into the base.

He proceeded to come flying out the top of the base and landed next to Fries.

“Not so easy now, is it?” Fries claimed.

With a shaky voice, Black Hole replied with, “H-How did David even d-do that?”

“YOU LOST TO DAVID!?” Fries laughed, making fun off the singularity, Black Hole replied by flinging the fast food (now literally) into a wall.

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Liy jumped over a pillar, landing in All You Can Eat Buffet's base, she looked around, she had sent Nickel to distract Dora and Bottle, which was going well.

Stapy jumped out of the lake outside of All You Can Eat Buffet's base, he hopped over to the flag.

They both grabbed the flag.

Liy scowled and pulled the flag towards her, “Hand it over Stapy, you'll just mess it up like everything else you do!”

“At least I didn't get eliminated fourth!” Stapy yelled, pulling it towards him.

The two began a fierce game of tug-a-war, of which Eggy was flatly spectating.

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VHSy and Book patrolled the flag, walking around, checking crevices for any hiding contestant, when suddenly they heard a crash.

Book looked over to where the noise came from, “You stay here, I'll go check that out.”

VHSy did as told and watched their fellow guard walk away, nervously, they continued patrolling.

“Okay VHSy, you got this, just stay focused,” VHSy started muttering to themself, “don't let anyone grab the flag, just- ooo a butterfly. ”

VHSy walked over next to the butterfly, sitting down, they let the butterfly crawl on their hand, they happily smiled.

They didn't notice Needle and Teardrop behind them, holding a hogtied Book, and also Best Name Ever's flag.

The W.O.A.H. Bunch Again teammates flatly looked at each other, before shrugging, Teardrop dropped Book and they walked off with the flag.

Book tried to make as much noise as possible to get the attention of VHSy, but it was to no avail.

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Liy got tired of the tug-a-war match and kick Stapy in the face, knocking him back.

“Cheap shot!” Stapy yelled, firing a staple at the light switch, who dodged under it.

Liy jumped out into the main area with All You Can Eat Buffet's flag, seeing the chaos being unfolded.

Ice Cube saw Liy running with her team's flag, in a panic, she slid over to under her feet, Liy tripped, sending the flag flying through the air. Blocky caught it and began running back to his base, but was stopped by Balloony, who headbutted him.

Snowball caught the flag, but was stopped by Fanny, who blended him via fan blades.

Pen looked around at the carnage, "WHERE ON EARTH ARE LIGHTNING AND ANCHOR RIGHT NOW!?"

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Lightning placed a joker on the table, Anchor responded by placing a draw four.

Donut, exasperated, looked at the cards, "WHAT ARE WE PLAYING!?”

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Golf Ball and Tennis Ball spectated the area from the top of their base, looking down at the current fight breaking out.

Golf Ball looked over to the right to see Needle and Teardrop running with their flag, “WHAT!?” GB yelled, scaring TB. Golf Ball turned to face TB “You go check on VHSy and Book, see if they're okay, I gotta go get our flag!” she cried, before jumping off the roof and face planting on the ground.

TB did as was told and ran down the stairs to see VHSy looking at a butterfly and Book hogtied near the flag, trying everything to get VHSy's attention. Book turned to see Tennis Ball coming towards her, she started over joyously crying, TB put his foot behind the knot and undid it, freeing Book.

“I, have been stuck like that, FOR 10 MINUTES!” Book yelled, catching the attention of VHSy, scaring the butterfly.

“Aww you scared them away,” VHSy commented.

Book glared into VHSy's soul.

VHSy finally took notice of the entire scene, “Hey where's our flag?”

TB had to physically restrain Book from assaulting the 80s relic.

Liy, riding Puffball, came into the base holding F.D.I.'s flag.

“I FINALLY GOT I- where's our flag?” Liy asked.

Suddenly, a horn sounded off, signalling the game was over.

“Awwww,” Liy commented.

X began shouting so every contestant could hear them, “W.O.A.H. BUNCH AGAIN STOLE BEST NAME EVER'S FLAG, PUTTING BEST NAME EVER UP FOR ELIMINATION!”

“WHAT!?” Puffball sang-shouted.

Golf Ball slowly inched her way back into the base, panting, “Why, is, Needle, so, absurdly, fast.”

U.F.E. Team: Best Name Ever

Members Up For Voting: Golf Ball, Tennis Ball, Puffball, Roboty, TV, Fanny, Liy, Book, Nickel, and VHSy

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Coiny walked back into his team's base with Saw and Gaty, turning to the right, he saw four Bunchers playing cards with two Funny-Doers, walking over, he said “So what's going on here?”

“Huh, oh, Anchor and Lightning dropped by to play cards,” Pin explained.

“They tried to steal our flag but Anchor got stuck in the ground so we helped pull him out so they helped defend our flag, no one tried to steal our flag so we just played cards,” Donut more accurately said.

“Huh, cool, which game of cards?” Saw asked

“All of them.”

Coiny raised a confused eyebrow, then walked over to the Funny-Doers, “Seeing as you two decided to help, I'm giving you honorary W.O.A.H. Buncher status, so, like, you can hang out here and we'll let you.”

“Cool,” Lightning replied.

Anchor just smiled

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Pencil, bored, sat on the couch at the hotel, mindlessly flipping through channels on the TV, 2 appeared next to her.

“Hello, just making sure you didn't bust out or anything,” 2 revealed.

Pencil shrugged, “I tried.”

“I figured, anyway, how's your stay been?”

“Fine? I guess? It's been awfully boring for the most part.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, there's no one to talk to, who even got eliminated? Nonexisty or something?”

“Oh, no, I won't be sending someone to the hotel until episode 6, so it'll be a while 'till someone joins.”

Pencil groaned.

“And Camera got eliminated, for the record, X sent him to the B.R.B., Best Name Ever lost this episode.”

Pencil chuckled at Golf Ball losing a challenge.

“Y'know,” 2 started, catching Pencil's attention, “I actually have an idea, hold this,” 2 then gave Pencil a tablet of sorts, then teleported away.

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Camera flatly spectated the world from the B.R.B., it was a good view, minus the spinning. 2 teleported into his cage, “Huh.”

“What?”

“I expected more screaming.”

“The BFB contestants were overreacting, after the first hour it's not that bad, just annoying,” Camera explained.

“Huh, anyway take this,” 2 said, snapping their fingers to encase a tablet into the bars parallel from Camera, then teleported away.

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2 teleported back next to Pencil, “Okay turn the tablet on.”

Pencil did as was told and a video feed of Camera appeared, on Camera's end one of Pencil appeared.

“There, now you two can talk to each other and not be bored, ciao!”

Pencil and Camera looked at each other.

“So why'd you get eliminated?” Pencil asked.

“Didn't want to make friends, you?” Camera replied.

“Too bossy, but I can talk to my friends from here, so I'm fine.”

"Heh, wish I could share the same sentiment.”

“Ah, right, shame, this is going to be a looooong competition for us huh?”

"Yep,” Camera confirmed.

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Chapter Text

Loser climbed up the ruins that now functioned as team houses, Cake spectated from the ground.

“Try not to fall!” Cake called out.

“Don't worry, even if I do fall it won't be too bad, I won't shatter or anything!” Loser replied.

Loser's foot slipped, he caught himself before falling, but that didn't do much to ease Cake's fears.

Clock sat down next to Cake to watch Loser too, Cake took a solid 30 seconds to notice.

“Oh! Hi Clock,” Cake greeted.

“Hey,” Clock replied, “What is Loser doing?”

“Trying to climb the ruins all the way to the top,” Cake responded, then, Loser's hand slipped and he almost fell, barely catching himself, Cake shut his eyes in fear, “and scaring me in the process.”

The trio heard a knock on one of the pillars next to the entrance, Cake walked over to see Tree standing there, "Hey.”

“Uh, hi?” Cake confusedly replied.

Tree sighed, “Black Hole and Fries are still going on about Black Hole accidentally absorbing Fries'... fries, and it's getting tiring,” Tree explained, “Could I sit here until they're done?”

“Oh, yeah, sure,” Cake answered, moving to let Tree walk in.

“Thanks,” Tree thanked, walking in.`

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Puffball floated around the area with a bucket on her head, "PLACE YOUR BETS! WHICH NAMER IS LEAVING THE GAME? PLACE YOUR BETS HERE!”

Tennis Ball walked up to Puffball, "What're you doing?”

“Hm? Oh, well, I wanted to make some money, so I'm letting people place bets on which one of us is leaving.”

“Huh, I'm not gonna vote, cause that'd be, y'know…”

“Weird?”

“Yeah… could I look at the bets though? Out of curiosity.”

“Eh, I don't see why not,” Puffball replied, leaning over to spill the bucket, TB began looking through the bets.

“Golf Ball, Golf Ball, GB, Golf Ball…” TB paused, ”GB… Golfy... Golf Ball she's really annoying... Like, GB she's, like, been, like, bottom two, like, fifty times…” TB read, his voice slowly getting slower as he read off GB's name over and over again.

Puffball cringed, and then swept the bets back into the bucket, “Maybe it was a mistake to read these…”

Golf Ball walked over, with a clipboard on her head, “TB! I've made a breakthrough! I figured out a prediction method to figure out who's going to be eliminated!”

TB froze, “R-really?”

“Yeah! It's amazing, even I don't know who it is yet! I wanted us to be surprised together!” GB then turned to see PB with the bucket, “What's with the bucket.”

“Oh, well, uh, you see, I'm, uh, well, you see, y'know, I'm just, y'know… collecting… water…” Puffball came up with.

“Collecting… water?”

Puffball nodded.

GB did a double take, “I mean that's obviously a lie but I don't care enough to pry further into it.”

PB sighed.

“Anyway, TB! Let's look at the vo-”

“ ATTENTION MEMBERS OF BEST NAME EVER! ” 4 yelled from the distance.

“ I T ‘ S   T I M E   F O R   C A K E   A T   S T A K E ! ”

“Awww,” GB whined, “Now there's not even a point to it.”

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The members of <Running Gag> sat at the pre-split BFB elimination area, 4 looked through the notecards.

Tennis Ball nervously met eyes with Puffball, who was also pretty nervous, the two then turned to look at Golf Ball, oblivious to everyone else's predictions.

Behind the team were the betters, all anxiously waiting for GB to be eliminated, the group was comprised of Basketball, Remote, 8-Ball, Firey, Rocky, Grassy, Blocky, and Match.

4 finished reading the votes and turned to face the team, “Once again, we're out of cake, so instead your reward will be the Announcer's hopes and dreams!” 4 claimed, holding 9 pieces of paper.

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The Announcer flipped through his diary, “Why is this page ripped?”

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4 blinked, “We got 2 votes in total-”

“What?” Book questioned, “That is… wow…”

“And one of them was from the showrunner!”

Liy looked at the number, mouth agape.

(I would like to interrupt this story by reminding everyone that this is an overall less fun experience for all parties involved if you don’t vote, so please, vote, just comment which member of the losing team you want out, it’s not that hard)

4 looked at the contestants, “Book is the first one safe with no votes!” they announced, throwing a piece of paper to the dictionary.

Book read the piece of paper, “I haven't even known these things for more than 7 days and I want them dead…”

4 stared into space, offended, before snapping back to reality, “TV is the next one safe with no votes!”

TV stared at the paper thrown to them, “My name is the Announcer and I don't talk as much as these people.”

4 gave a blank smile while staring at the floor, “Nickel, Liy, you're the next ones safe, no votes,” they grumbled, throwing paper to the two contestants.

“Hey, that's the first elimination I've ever survived!” Liy claimed, looking at the paper, “Teardrop is the only saving grace in this world of misery? Well that's just rude.”

Nickel fell over upon getting hit by the paper, and read it, as it was covering his eyes, “I hope Flower doesn't still have her Announcer Crusher.”

4 sat dejectedly in a corner, “Fanny, TB, Puffball, you're safe, still no votes,” they claimed, throwing paper to the three of them, Fanny shredded it, 4 missed TB, and Puffball floated slightly upwards to avoid it.

Only GB, Roboty, and VHSy remain.

“Roboty, you're safe, once again, no votes,” 4 claimed, slapping the contestant with the piece of paper.

TB groaned, “That was GB's only saving grace.”

“What was that?” Golf Ball asked.

“Nothing!”

4 stared at the two remaining contestants, “Golf Ball?”

"Yes?” Golf Ball asked confidently.

4 smiled, “You're…….”

“I already know I'm safe give me the paper,” Golf Ball revealed.

4 scowled at the contestant, “FINE! YOU'RE SAFE!” they yelled, throwing paper at her.

VHSy, with 100% of the vote, anxiously looked around, “This is bad.”

4 then began laughing, “Liy and Roboty remember this! ” VHSy then began to be sucked towards 4.

“Nonononononononononononononononono-” VHSy began chanting, before being sucked into 4 and sent to the E.X.I.T.

Liy then began quickly writing something down on a piece of paper, Fanny leaned over to see she was writing “DON'T GET ELIMINATED ON 4'S EPISODE!” over and over again.

“--- .... / --. --- -.. / .--. .-.. . .- ... . / -. ---” Roboty fearfully beeped.

The betters sitting behind the Namers collectively groaned, Puffball began floating above them, “Suckers!~”

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Teardrop climbed her team's ruins, looking around she noticed Loser had climbed his as well, she waved.

Loser noticed Teardrop on her pillar and waved back.

Bell floated by Teardrop's pillar and brought herself upwards, ringing upon reaching the top and floating next to Teardrop. Teardrop turned to her teammate and waved.

“Hi,” Bell replied, she then looked over to see Loser, “It appears more people then just you have a death wish.”

Teardrop rolled her eyes and lightly kicked Bell, making her swing, Bell chuckled.

Teardrop and Loser then looked over to see that Liy had climbed her pillar as well, Teardrop waved, Liy waved back. Teardrop saw Puffball float up next to Liy, the two were talking about something unintelligible from this range, probably just the elimination or something.

“ ATTENTION CONTESTANTS! ” 4 yelled, “ IT'S TIME FOR TODAY'S CHALLENGE! ”

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The contestants sat in front of 4 in lines, 4 was standing in front of a starting line.

Needle looked at the setting, “I take it this is just a normal race?”

4 nodded, “Yesss! Last team across the finish line is up for elimination!”

Loser turned to Liy and Teardrop, who were standing nearby, “Hey, you two, Liy, Teardrop,” he said, getting the attention of the enemy contestants. “Wanna do a personal race for first? First one of us across the finish line gets a favor from the other two?”

Teardrop thought about it, then nodded, Liy gave a thumbs up.

Loser smiled, "Great.”

“BEfore the the race starts,” 4 blurted, “I would like to have a private talk with…”

“...Bell…” she confusedly looked at the host.

“...Puffball…” she raised an eyebrow.

“...Taco…” she nervously looked around.

“...Boom Mic…” he scratched the back of his head.

“...Woody…” he worriedly rubbed his arm.

“...Rocky…” his default smile turned into an awkward frown.

“... and Dora...” she babbled something incoherent.

4 smiled, “follow me.”

Pen patted Woody on the back, “It was nice knowing you.”

Woody gave a flat glare to Pen and walked with the rest of the chosen contestants.

4 stopped them when they were out of earshot, then turned towards the seven chosen contestants, “I lied.”

“W-wuh?” Woody questioned.

“What do you mean you lied?” Taco asked.

“I lied about the challenge, you seven have the true challenge,” 4 explained.

Puffball nervously looked around, “Well what is it?”

“In truth, the first team to cross the finish line will be up for elimination, it's your job to stop your teams from being first.”

Rocky gave a confused look to 4, then turned back to his team and looked directly at Cloudy and Balloony, who can fly, then turned back to 4 with an angry glare.

“I'm with Wocky,” Woody claimed, flatly looking at Lightning.

Dora looked at her team, then turned back to 4 (feel free to skip this) “4 you absolute cheat and fool of a host look at my team my team is comprised of Black Hole who is a flying contestant who on top of flying is capable of absorbing other contestants which even with my power is completely unavoidable there's no way I can deal with this on top of him there's also Yellow Face who has a supply of ridiculous and absurd products that could allow him to cheat the race on top of that he has limited flying abilities then there's Bracelety who while not on the smarter side is an incredibly determined contestant who could potentially be stretched and flung across challenges to cheat them and would be willing to do basically anything so long as Ice Cube promises to hug her or something this is a terrible idea for a challenge you're turning us against our team this is the exact opposite of a team building exercise all that will come out of this is conflict and hatred which makes this challenge horrible TV was a much better host then you I wasn't with them a lot as I was sadly eliminated early in BFDIA but TV held the competition well and didn't bias challenges in one team's favor what you have done is put Boom Mic who is an entirely normal person against Bell and Puffball who can fly to go up ahead and sabotage their team but that isn't all you have chosen Rocky and Woody for this challenge while Woody has improved tremendously with his fears and calling me proud would be an understatement I don't think under any circumstances is pitting him against Blocky Snowball Eraser Pen Lightning and Remote a good idea hey if you actually read this rant then go get yourself a cookie you're special and while Rocky is far from being incapable of helping his team and dealing with issues himself he is at the end of the day a handicapped contestant in regards to this challenge as he is short armless and incapable of speech and therefore cannot relay information to his team on top of that Cloudy is on his team and he can fly it is not fair to make him deal with that this is like the tortoise and the hare except the hare has a jetpack and also common sense and going past this there's also Taco who is a capable contestant but pitting her against several other athletic and smart contestants simply isn't fair think about it Profiley Firey and Gelatin are also capable of the things Taco can do and she's dealing with all of them at once this is a horrible challenge you are a horrible host I despise you.”

4 blinked a few times, “I don't care.”

Dora angrily beeped.

Boom Mic turned to look at his team, seeing Loser stretching and Winner suplexing a boulder, he sighed, “Welp, at least Camera is gonna have company…”

“One more thing,” 4 added, “if you tell anyone else about the true challenge you'll instantly be up for elimination!”

Taco looked over to her winner-filled team, “I'm starting to regret joining a team filled with nothing but power players.”

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The teams got back into line, Clapboard looked at Mic, “You okay bud?”

Mic sighed, “No…”

Clapboard looked around, “Wanna talk about it?”

“I can't until after the challenge.”

Clapboard dejectedly looked at the ground, “Well, then, wanna get coffee after this?”

Boom Mic nodded.

4 picked up David and slapped him, he made an air horn noise, “GO!”

Instantly Liy, Teardrop, and Loser took off, Bell began swiftly flying towards TD, Puffball did the same for Liy, Boom Mic sighed and ran with his team after Loser.

Cloudy began flying forward to get a headstart, Rocky panicked and began looking around for a way to stall, then, Rocky smiled, just a tad more sinisterly then normal.

“Bulleh!” Rocky said while throwing up on 8-Ball, which corroded him.

Match anxiously looked at her teammate, then turned to Cloudy, who stopped, and Balloony, “You're carrying him.” 

Balloony sighed and picked up Rocky, Cloudy floated nearby, Rocky satisfiedly smiled.

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Boom Mic anxiously looked around the setting, Loser had gotten a massive head start, and his team was overall doing pretty good.

Or pretty bad depending on how you see the situation.

The team ran through Best Name Ever's ruins as a shortcut, Mic looked around the area, noticing that the members of BNE had left their belongings around.

And then he noticed Puffball's speaker.

Grinning, Boom Mic looked at his team, who were entirely unaware, he then plugged himself into the speaker, covered his ears, and got really close to it.

The feedback was unbearable .

Clapboard fell to the ground, unable to cover her ears, Loser slipped and fell to the ground, Naily got distracted and nailed herself into the ground, Price Tag made a ‘X/’ face and fell, Winner covered Clock's ears for him, Cake splattered into the ground, Bomby almost manually blew himself up.

Mic smiled at a job well done, then realized how messed up that was and walked away from the speaker.

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F.D.I. looked at their first actual challenge, in front of them was a wooden bridge, fine enough, not too bad, the problem is that there was molten lava underneath the bridge and lava geysers were exploding.

Woody leaned on Blocky for help, Blocky patted his head a few times, “So who's first?”

Nobody answered.

Pen sighed and began walking on the bridge, Blocky followed, keeping Woody and Grassy close while doing so, Remote followed Woody, then Basketball followed Remote, then Eraser, then Snowball, then Lightning, Anchor stayed on solid ground.

Woody anxiously clinged onto Blocky, Remote patted his back to comfort him. Woody looked around, then discreetly kicked a rope on the bridge to make it shake, Basketball tripped onto Remote.

Remote kicked Basketball off of her, causing the sports equipment to fall on Eraser, shaking the bridge more.

Basketball huffed, “Did you have to kick me that hard?”

“I didn't mean to,” Remote reasoned.

“Still didn't have to kick me.”

Remote glared at Basketball.

“Don't,” Lightning ordered, pointing at Remote, “Last time a round contestant and a contestant whose body is almost a trapezoid fought on a bridge their team got close to splitting up.”

Remote nodded, seeing the reasoning, then kept walking.

Woody kicked the bridge again.

This time it snapped.

The splitting bridge cut the team in half, on one side was Anchor, Lightning, Snowball, Eraser, and Basketball, on the other was Remote, Woody, Grassy, Blocky, and Pen.

Pen looked at the broken bridge, “Uhhh, guess you guys are gonna have to find another way, unless Lightning wants to carry you across.”

Lightning looked at Snowball, then back at Pen, “No.”

“Okay, uh, let's keep moving then,” Remote said, walking forward.

Woody smiled and followed his now fractured team.

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Liy jumped over a pillar, gaining on Teardrop, Puffball flew above the duo, and saw Loser was catching back up. Puffball then looked around, seeing a pillar up ahead, she began headbutting the pillar, making it fall, blocking the path. Liy and Teardrop stopped in their tracks, Loser caught up to the duo, looking around Loser couldn't find a way to get around the pillar. He then walked up to it and leaned on it.

“What? Getting tired?” Liy jokingly taunted.

“Nope,” Loser replied, “I'll throw the two of you up if you pull me up after.”

Liy looked at Teardrop, who shrugged and walked over, stepping on Loser's cupped hands, he threw her up onto the pillar, Liy walked over and he did the same. Liy grabbed Teardrop's feet, she leaned over the pillar and reached out for Loser, who grabbed her hands, Liy then pulled the two of them up.

“Alright, shall we resume then?” Liy asked, Teardrop and Loser nodded, Liy then jumped off the pillar and continued their race.

Puffball slammed herself into the side of a pillar in rage, then followed Liy.

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Bell sat with her team, she had knocked over a pillar to block their progress, then someone else knocked over one behind them, trapping everyone except Teardrop, who was doing her own thing.

Coiny paced around the room, looking for any kind of way out, Pin and Barf Bag accompanied him. Coiny turned to face Pin, “Could I climb on you for a sec?”

“Sure go ahead,” Pin replied, Coiny then hoisted himself up onto his best friend, he began knocking on random parts of the ceiling, before pausing.

“That sounds hollow,” he commented.

Donut walked over, Coiny repeated the action, “That's definitely hollow,” Donut claimed, “sounds exactly like 4's soul when I absorbed them.”

“Well, let's leave then,” Pillow said, picking up Needle and spinning her upside down.

“Hey uh I'd rather you not-” Needle started, before getting stabbed into the ceiling by Pillow.

“Hey, Pillow, how's about you not do that?” Donut asked, “That's our teammate, you can't just use her as a tool when you need something.”

Pillow either ignored Donut or just didn't hear him. It's hard to tell.

Saw angrily walked over to Pillow and took Needle out of her hands, “Stop,” she ordered, placing Needle back down.

“Thank you, Saw,” Needle replied.

Barf Bag climbed on Pin after asking and lifted up Coiny, who took off the panel in the ceiling, he climbed into the crawlspace. “Well this isn't an exit but it's something ,” he commented.

“Well… what is it then?” Gaty asked, moving to get a better look.

“Don't know yet, stand somewhere other than directly under the hole,” Coiny warned, then dropped some sort of box into the main room, then jumped down himself.

Donut took the cover off the box and began looking through it, “It's a bunch of letters addressed to the hosts.”

Gaty kneeled to look at the box, “The side of it says ‘Auditions’.”

“Oh!” Pin replied, “These must be the recommended character's auditions! Seeing as Camera, Clapboard, Boom Mic, Anchor, and VHSy got chosen, these must just be the other RCs!”

“Seems like it,” Saw commented flipping through them, “Conch Shell, Battery, Shopping Cart, Snare Drum, Onigiri, Sink… what? No, that can't be right…”

“Hm? What is it?” Bell asked.

Donut leaned over, completely flabbergasted by the text he just read, then took the letter out of Saw's hands, and read it aloud, “FIREY JUNIOR!?”

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BANG

“This feels unethical.”

“I DON'T CARE! WE WERE IN BFB! WE DESERVE TO BE IN THERE JUST AS MUCH AS EVERYONE ELSE!”

BANG

“Well, I don't want to go and ruin the competition for other people…”

“Listen, you were one of the original recommended characters! Think about it, how come Fanny, Naily, and Tree get to stay but not you!?”

BANG

Robot Flower sighed, “I get that but I'm afraid the teams are already made, you saw the episode! We can't just join, they'll kick us out.”

“I'm aware,” Firey Jr. replied, “Which is why I have a plan to get us back in!”

BANG

“Could you put down the battering ram?” R. Flower asked.

Junior looked down at the battering ram he was using to try and break down the door to the Announcer's office, he had to stand on a stool to use it, “No.”

BANG

1. Flower sighed, this probably wasn't going to end well.

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Regular Flower looked up, the gate they needed to go through was closed and this handy sign told them that they need one person to hold a switch so the others can go through, then someone else needs to open the door for the one.

Leafy spectated the scene, then got an idea, “Spongy could we use you as-”

“No!” Spongy replied.

“I mean, weren't you fine with it back in BFB 1-”

“I'm not your tool!”

“I don't think of you as one I'm asking you to just help with the challenge-”

“I'm not doing it-”

“FINE! TACO! GET OVER HERE!” Flower yelled, grabbing Taco and throwing her up to the switch.

Taco landed on the ground and looked around, all that was up here was a lever and a locked door.

Luckily for Taco, she was the only one who knew that.

“OH! There's someone else up here!” Taco lied, yelling down to her team.

“You okay? Do I need to send Firey up there or something?” Flower asked.

“No, I think I got it!” Taco yelled back down. She then sat on the ground, this was too easy.

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Dora reclined on a beach chair, sunglasses on her face, holding a glass of definitely PG liquid, sitting next to her was Eggy, also reclining on a beach chair also with sunglasses. Dora lifted her sunglasses up to look over at Black Hole and Fries, who were arguing over something trivial. Dora put her sunglasses back down, this was all too easy.

Eggy looked at her fellow contestant, “We're gonna lose the challenge aren't we?”

Dora gave an affirming beep.

Eggy sighed, “At least that means one of them will be gone, any bets on which one?”

Dora beeped.

“Yeah, I agree, it probably would be Fries.”

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Donut paced around the room, rereading the letters from Firey Jr. and Robot Flower over and over again, he remembered what they had been told at the beginning of the game.

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Donut looked around the field that the game would be taking place in, he then looked at the contestants, it was mostly the same, Coiny, Barf Bag, Naily, Gelatin, they were all here… almost, all here.

Donut walked over to the Announcer, “Hey, speaker box, where's Junior?”

Golf Ball and TV walked over, “Where's Robot Flower? I wanted all the mechanical minds back on my team,” she claimed, gesturing to TV, who smiled.

The Announcer paused for a moment, then replied with, “They said they did not feel like competing, a shame, really, I would've liked to have all the contestants together.”

“Ah, shame, well, if you see him, tell him I say hi,” Donut responded.

“Hm, that's a real shame, any plans for our new teammate TV?” GB asked, walking with the robot.

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What made it stranger is, it would be one thing if these were auditions like the rest of the RCs, but these were responses . As in, they had sent Jr. and R. Flower letters asking to have them in the game, they accepted, and then changed their mind.

“You okay bud?” Barf Bag asked, watching Donut anxiously walk around the room.

“This is so weird, do you think Jr. changed his mind? The Hosts? Did he just never show up? Did the new RCs replace him?” Donut asked.

Barf Bag shrugged, “Sorry but I couldn't tell you.”

Donut scratched his head, “I feel like we should tell the other ex-members of Team Ice Cube, they might wanna know.”

Barf Bag thought about it, “We should definitely tell Bomby, and Naily, Spongy, and Gelatin might want to know, but I don't think Bracelety would care, she was out so early and only cared about Ice Cube, who was on a different team.”

Donut nodded.

“ Hey did you guys hear something? ” a muffled voice asked from outside the room.

“People!” Coiny yelled, “HEY! ANYONE OUT THERE, WE ARE STUCK BEHIND THIS PILLAR, PLEASE LET US OUT!”

“ Coiny? What do you mean ‘us’? How many people are in there? ”

“EVERY MEMBER OF THE W.O.A.H. BUNCH AGAIN EXCEPT TEARDROP!”

“ Oh, tell Donut I say hi! ” a different voice asked.

Donut raised an eyebrow, before realizing, “It's Lightning and Anchor.”

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Lightning floated next to a fallen pillar, standing next to Anchor, him and Anchor turned to see the rest of the team waiting to move on, “Don't you dare,” Eraser ordered.

“What do you mean?” Anchor asked.

“We can't help another team, it is imperative to our success that the other teams be unable to win,” Basketball stated.

“In non-nerd speak, it's better for us if the other teams can't move,” Snowball added.

Lightning gestured to the pillar, “We can't just leave them here-”

“Can and will,” Eraser replied, walking down the path, Basketball and Snowball followed.

Lightning began to dejectedly float with them, before Anchor grabbed his hand.

Anchor held up three fingers, then two, then one, “They're out of earshot now,” Anchor explained, then turned to Lightning, “Spin me and chuck me into that full speed.”

Lightning nodded and picked up Anchor, then began spinning, faster and faster, then let go of Anchor, throwing him right into the pillar, shattering it.

Anchor got back on his feet and looked into the room, seeing 9/10 members of the W.O.A.H. Bunch Again. "Hey guys,” Anchor greeted.

Coiny walked out of the room and patted Anchor on the back, “Thanks you two.”

“No problem,” Lightning replied, winking and shooting finger guns, “Though we should get back to our team before they notice we're missing, see you guys around.” With that, Lightning and Anchor flew/ran back to their team.

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Over with the other half of Funny Doings International, Remote is saving Woody from certain doom.

“Stay calm, you'll be okay,” Remote comforted, pulling Woody up.

Woody nervously looked back down the ledge he was hanging over, seeing the lava bubble made the contestant incredibly nervous.

Blocky grabbed Remote and pulled her backwards, pulling Woody out of the pit. Pen helped Remote to her feet and then checked on Woody.

Woody smiled, he intentionally fell down that hole to stall his half of the team, he was just hoping Lightning hadn't gotten an insane lead.

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Profiley idly waited for the gate to open, Taco had been up there for a while, why hadn't she pulled the lever yet?

The social media character walked over to Flower, “Throw me up there, I'm gonna go check on Taco.”

Flower stared at her teammate for a second, before shrugging and doing as was told.

Profiley landed on the tower and looked at Taco, sitting in front of the unpulled lever, drawing on the floor.

Taco noticed her teammate and worriedly looked around, “Uh, I can explain.”

“Go ahead,” Profiley replied.

Taco scratched the back of her head, “I beat them and got distracted?”

Profiley raised an eyebrow and walked over to pull the lever, Taco got in their way. “Taco, get out of the way, we need to win.”

“I know, but, uh, we can't win like this.”

“What do you mean?” Profiley asked, “We need to open the gate to get to the finish line.”

“Well uh, you see-” Taco started.

“You know what, I'm gonna stop humoring you, if you had any intention to flip the switch, you would've done it ten minutes ago,” Profiley claimed, walking towards the switch.

Taco blocked them again.

Profiley looked at Taco, “I want to preface this by saying that I do think of you as a friend and care about you,” after saying that, Profiley suplexed Taco and ran for the lever.

Taco got back on her feet and ran after Profiley, she grabbed their leg, tripping them, using their free leg, Profiley kicked Taco off of them. Getting back up Profiley grabbed the switch, Taco saw this and grabbed Profiley, throwing them back to the other side of the tower.

Profiley got back on their feet, and looked at Taco, “So what's the plan here? You know that by throwing the challenge, you make yourself a massive target, remember what happened to Puffball in BFDIA?”

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Speaking of Puffball, her, Bell, and Boom Mic were currently in a fierce competition for not-last.

Boom Mic had run out of breath and slowed to a crawl, Clapboard opted to travel with Mic and let the team go ahead to make sure he's okay.

Bell getting trapped in the room with her team was both the best and worst possible thing that could've happened. On one hand, 8/10 of her teammates were accounted for and weren't going to make it to the end, on the other hand, the ninth was Teardrop . Bell was just forced to leave one of the most fierce, competitive contestants unattended.

Lastly, there's Puffball, who has opted to pretty much neglect every member of her team except Liy, the rest of them were far from athletic. If you asked Liy to describe herself in one word, it'd be adventurous, so Puffball had to put 110% of her focus on Liy.

Puffball groaned, “I wish one of the other two would just finish the dang race already!” Puffball then froze, and had a simple thought.

Puffball smiled.

Puffball didn't just smile, she gave the most sinister grin she could manage.

Puffball floated down to Teardrop, who was currently in 3rd in her race with Liy and Loser.

“Heyyy, Teardrop, could we talk for a sec?” Puffball asked.

Teardrop gave a confused look, then decided to humor her, and nodded.

“So, like, gonna be honest, I feel like you deserve to win the race doubly more than Loser and especially Liy.”

TD raised an eyebrow.

“I know, I know, Liy's on my team and everything, but, like, you got 3rd in BFB! Liy was in the bottom 4 , she doesn't really deserve it like you do,” Puffball lied, she felt bad talking about her friend like this.

Teardrop didn't fully agree but nodded anyway.

“So, I was wondering if I could just fly you to the finish line? Y'know, let you get the win you were robbed of back in BFB?”

Teardrop thought about it, then realized, Loser never said they couldn't use other contestants to their advantage, and if it wasn't okay, she'll declare 2nd place the winner.

Teardrop nodded and jumped onto Puffball, who began flying her to the finish line.

Bell swung in to see what was happening and had to keep herself from screaming, she knocked over a pillar to disorient Puffball, and failed.

Loser looked up to see Teardrop flying on Puffball, and gave a bewildered look, then turned to Liy, who was neck and neck with him, “Could we do that the whole time?”

Liy looked up, “Hey that's my teammate!”

Teardrop jumped off Puffball at the final stretch, Loser and Liy climbed up onto it the intended way.

Bell decided to throw out any scrap of subtlety and decided to try and ram TD to keep her from crossing the finish line.

She was so close too, it's a shame.

Teardrop stepped across the finish line, ending the challenge.

4 appeared in front of Teardrop, Loser fell to his knees and yelled “Nooooooooooo-”

“THE W.O.A.H. BUNCH AGAIN IS UP FOR ELIMINATION!”

“-oooooooo?”

“WHAT!?” Coiny yelled, climbing up onto the cliff, “BUT TEARDROP GOT FIRST!”

4 snapped their fingers, summoning every contestant to the cliff face, they all looked at the confused Teardrop, on the finish line.

Gelatin turned to see Profiley and Taco having a wrestling match, Taco looked at him, “I can explain.”

“No need,” 4 commented, “I'll do it! I lied.”

“W-What?” Clapboard asked.

“The challenge wasn't to get first place! It was to get in any place BUT first place! The seven contestants I pulled aside tried to stop you.”

Profiley looked at the food item crushing them, “Oooooh that's why you didn't pull the lever… I am so sorry.”

Taco shrugged, “Eh, you didn't know, it's fine.”

Blocky looked at Woody, “Wait, when you were falling off those cliffs, was that-?”

Woody nodded, giddy.

Blocky got a massive grin, “WOODY YOU GENIUS! That was slick, I had no idea!”

Remote nodded in agreement.

Pin looked over at Bell, hanging in shame, she walked over and patted her back a little bit, “It's okay, we all got trapped in that room.”

“Wait so Puffball was my team's pick? She didn't really do anything,” Liy commented.

“I was the one knocking over pillars-”

That got a glare from Needle and Gaty.

“-also I-”

She was cut off by Teardrop grabbing her and glaring into her soul.

Puffball grinned, “-also I may have told an eensy weensy little lie~”

Teardrop started breathing heavily.

Liy scratched the back of her head, walked over to Puffball, and lightly pushed her away, Puffball floated back over to the other Namers, getting compliments from Golf Ball for her idea. She was about to say something to Teardrop, but the W.O.A.H. Bunch Again member just shamefully walked to the cliff face and sat on it.

U.F.E. Team: W.O.A.H. Bunch Again

Members Up For Elimination: Coiny, Pin, Donut, Needle, Teardrop, Barf Bag, Saw, Gaty, Bell, and Pillow

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It was nighttime, and Teardrop was still sitting on that cliff face, disappointed in herself. Liy walked over to the enemy contestant and sat next to her, patting her on the back, Loser followed behind and sat on the other side of Teardrop.

For a brief moment, the trio sat in silence, before something donned on Loser.

“Hey, TD?” Loser spoke, catching the loser’s attention, “I just realized, I never said you had to win the challenge to get the favor.”

Teardrop raised a confused eyebrow.

“Back at the start of the race, my criteria was to cross the finish line to get the two favors, not win the challenge, so… yeah, you won the race between us three.”

Teardrop gave a weak smile, appreciating the effort.

Liy patted the contestant on the back, “If you ever need that favor from me, pick whatever method you want and tell me.”

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Anchor walked along the path, just going on a nightwalk, “Hey Eraser,” he greeted, seeing his teammate to the side of the path.

“You betrayed us.” 

“Pardon?”

“We told you and Lightning not to let the W.O.A.H. Bunch out, you let them out,”  Eraser explained.

Anchor shrugged, “So? The challenge was to not win, so didn’t that help?”

“It doesn’t matter if it helped,” Eraser countered, “What matters is that you fully intended to give them another chance at winning, when, at the time, we all thought we needed to finish first.”

Anchor rolled his eyes.

Eraser pinched his face, “I understand that you have some problems with our morality and all that, and that’s fine, I’m not telling you that you have to like us, but you can’t go throwing challenges just cause you like another team better.”

“...Well-”

“No ‘well’, Anchor, what’s gonna happen when the voters don’t appreciate you throwing challenges? Huh? I’ll tell you, either you or Lightning are going home, and I hate to tell you Anchor, but you’re new .”

Anchor awkwardly looked around, “So?”

“What that means is, when the voters are told to pick between someone they’ve known for 3 seasons and someone they’ve known for 1… well, I’m sure you can guess who’ll leave,” Eraser explained.

Anchor didn’t respond.

Eraser sighed, “You can hang out with Coiny and Pin and Donut and all them, I don’t care, just, prioritize winning first, okay?”

Anchor sighed, “...okay.”

“Thanks,” Eraser said, then, he walked back to his team’s ruins.

Chapter Text

Blocky climbed to the top of 2's hotel, Remote and Basketball got into an argument about something and he just didn't care enough to sit there and listen. When he got to the top, he saw Taco already sitting up there, staring off into the distance.

“Oh, hey Taco,” Blocky greeted, causing the Winner's Circle member to turn around in surprise.

“Didn't expect anyone else to come up here,” Taco revealed, turning back around.

“Yeah, well, Basketball ticked off Remote somehow and I'm just not in the mood to listen to them argue.”

Taco nodded, “...Hey, I realize it's way too late now, but if you could, would you join Winner's Circle?”

Blocky sat in thought for a second, before shaking his head no, “Don't take it personally, but probably not, you and Flower are cool, but I'm hardly friends with anyone else on your team, I'd rather hang out with Pen and Eraser.”

“Oh, yeah, how's your team going by the way?” Taco asked.

"Pretty alright I would say, so far at least,” Block replied, “Grassy and Woody have been nice to hand out with, same with Pen and Eraser, Snowball's acting more docile, don't really know the rest of my teammates, but I'm sure we'll get along, for the most part.”

"For the most part?”

“Yeah,” Blocky responded, scratching the back of his head, “Anchor and Lightning haven't been terribly cooperative, they've basically joined the W.O.A.H. Bunch Again at this point, Eraser talked to Anchor, I'm sure they'll come around.”

“Yeah I get that,” Taco comforted, “Spongy was fully uncooperative during the last challenge, which, I mean, thank the Chef, cause that made it easy for me to stall, but still… did we do anything wrong to Spongy in particular?”

“Beats me,” Blocky said, shrugging, “Maybe he's just angry over BFDIA, and, in fairness, the W.O.A.H. Bunch did kinda abuse him back then.”

“Yeah, maybe he just needs to make an actual friend…” Taco solemnly commented, before squinting in the distance, “Hey… I think I see W.O.A.H. Bunch Again's cake at stake from here!”

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Needle looked into the distance, “Are we being watched?”

“Yes,” replied the Announcer, “but not just by whatever you're looking at.”

Needle anxiously looked at the speaker box.

“Anyway, we got a total of 6 votes this time, which is triple the last count,” (Thank y’all for voting, muah) “if you're safe, you will be given a slice of pizza.”

"Hey, not a bad prize for once,” Gaty commented.

“Don't get used to it,” Announcer replied, “Anyway, the original three members are all safe,” he revealed, throwing food at the Coiny-Pin-Donut Bunch, all with no votes.

Donut looked at his slice, “Why does mine have a half eaten fish on it?”

“Can I have it?” Coiny asked, already having downed his slice in one bite.

“The next two members safe are…”

Needle and Teardrop expectantly raised their hands.

“Gaty and Saw!”

Gaty moved slightly to the left to avoid it, Saw caught her slice and ate it, no votes.

The two backup members of the original team awkwardly looked at each other.

“My favorite contestant is also safe with no votes,” The Announcer revealed, chucking a slice at Teardrop, she took a bite, then reflexively scrunched her face up.

Only Needle, Bell, and Pillow are left.

“For the first time this season, there are three contestants who the audience thought garnered a vote,” The Announcer stated.

Needle gave a confused expression, Bell was worried, Pillow was indifferent.

“The next one safe is…. Needle!” The Speaker Box revealed, throwing a pizza to the contestant, she took one look and passed it to Coiny, who instantly swallowed it, 1 vote.

“Bell, Pillow, one of you will be leaving the competition, and will be treated with TLC.”

* Oh in that case I can just escape again * Bell thought.

“The contestant who will be leaving the competition is… Pillow!” The Host revealed, throwing a slice to Bell, with 2 votes, it swung her back and forth, Pillow, with 3 votes, seemed shocked.

“What did I even do to garner votes?”

The rest of the team looked at her.

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Coiny gave a flat facial expression, as Pillow was using him as a shield from Blocky's pellet brigade. "This feels wrong on many levels.”

“I mean, you're made of metal, I'm not, so you're kinda just more resistant to this aren't you?” Pillow reasoned.

Coiny sighed, "Yeah I guess you're right.”

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“It doesn’t matter if it’s to me, but I saw you using Coiny as a shield last time, that’s not okay, you get that, right?”

Pillow shrugged, “Eh, he got over it, so what’s the big deal.”

Taco gave a confused glare, “You can’t just use your fellow contestants as tools!”

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“Well, let's leave then,” Pillow said, picking up Needle and spinning her upside down.

“Hey uh I'd rather you not-” Needle started, before getting stabbed into the ceiling by Pillow.

“Hey, Pillow, how's about you not do that?” Donut asked, “That's our teammate, you can't just use her as a tool when you need something.”

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A metal spatula-like contraption extended under and lifted Pillow, then flung her away into the TLC, which promptly locked.

Teardrop smiled.

Coiny ignored his now-missing teammate and looked at the Announcer, “So, you're hosting the episode, what's the challenge?”

“I am not hosting this episode.”

“What do you mean? Last episode was 4, this episode is you, right?” Pin asked.

“It would've been, but I got some letters that asked for the return of certain people so-”

“So I'M hosting this episode!” a familiar robotic voice revealed, Coiny turned to see a familiar orange speaker box.

“Oh my Mint...” Coiny groaned.

The Firey Speaker Box turned to see Donut, “ YOU! ” the now-host yelled.

“Oh would you look at the time,” Donut said, looking at his nonexistent watch, “I have to go bye!”

The pastry ran away, with the angry speaker box following suit.

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Fiery hugged his old creation tightly “I'd never thought I'd see you again! How'd you come back?”

“I have spent the last 3 episodes doing nothing but building the Speaker Boxes, it was not a fun experience and I better be thanked for it,” The Announcer said.

“Wait, speaker boxES?” Flower asked.

“Yep! We're here too!” a familiar pink speaker said, accompanied by a familiar flying speaker.

“My speaker box!” Flower and Puffball cheered at the same time.

“Nope! No no no!” the Firey Speaker Box said, pushing the other two away, “This isn’t your episode yet!”

“I’ll take care of this,”  The Announcer claimed, throwing the Speakers over a hill.

“Uhh… where’d they go?” Puffball asked.

The distinct “Hey!” of a certain purple former-host gave it away.

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The teams all stood in front of the Firey Speaker Box, who was standing in front of some massive dome-like building.

“In today's challenge, you all will be facing your worst fears!” The Speaker Box revealed.

Woody got lost in thought trying to figure out what his worst fear actually was.

"Well, I know you all don't know my worst fear,” Blocky claimed, “so this should be easy.”

“That's what the dome is for!” The Speaker Box replied, “it analyzes what your worst fear is and then replicates it for you to deal with!”

Blocky paused, “Oh… uh…”

Golf Ball, on the other hand, was filled with absolute joy, “After this challenge may I keep this dome?”

“Eh, we're probably not gonna use it again, so sure.”

Golf Ball was giddy, Tennis Ball was scared.

And a lot more than just TB was scared.

“I feel like this challenge is a little too… personal,” Firey commented.

“Oh come on! As your creation, I feel the need to say that you'll be perfectly fine!”

Blocky leaned over to Taco, “Ten bucks says that the challenge is rigged in your team's favor.”

Taco nodded, “I'll take that bet.”

“We'll go one-by-one through all the teams, the team with the least amount of people who are able to face their fear is going to be up for elimination!” the Speaker Box said, “Coiny? You're up first, the rest of you can go off and do whatever it is you do when you're not doing a challenge.”

Coiny sighed, “this is so cheap…” he muttered, walking into the Fear Dome ™.

The other contestants walked off, waiting to be called in eventually, the F.S.B. stopped the W.O.A.H. Bunch Again.

“If you would like, there's a viewing area where you can watch what happens to Coiny,” the F.S.B. revealed.

“Eh, sure, it'll pass the time,” Needle commented, walking towards the viewing area, followed by Pin and Teardrop.

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Coiny looked around the inside of the Fear Dome™, trying to see what was going on. He didn't even know what his worst fear was to be honest, but he's about to learn.

The world around him warped to a forest-like setting, he turned to see a warm glow from behind a bush. Cautiously, he crept towards the bush, making sure to not step on any sticks or crunchy leaves. He peaked over the bush to see the original members of the W.O.A.H. Bunch, minus him, sitting around a campfire.

From the Observation Deck, Pin gave a bewildered look, “It can do that?”

“Clone you? Yes,” the F.S.B. replied.

Back on the ground, Coiny listened in on his teammates.

“I care about him and all, but…” Fake!Pin started.

“No buts, we've all agreed, Coiny just isn't a good enough leader,” Fake!Donut replied.

Fake!Teardrop nodded.

The real Needle, Pin, and Teardrop all winced in embarrassment.

The real Coiny, having no real idea that this wasn't the real Teardrop, Needle, Pin, and Donut, confusedly looked at the clones.

“So, tomorrow we tell him he's not leader anymore?” Fake!Needle asked.

Fake!Pin sighed, “This still feels mean…”

“I don't get what you're complaining about to be honest,” Fake!Donut responded, “Coiny's been a jerk to us square one.”

“No he hasn't,” the real Needle muttered.

“I have?” Coiny whispered.

“Think about it, he was more than willing to ignore my elimination, and helped peer pressure you into the W.O.A.H. Bunch with us, Pin, he literally extorted Needle, and put Teardrop into an unwinnable situation, he's not a good person.”

The real teammates all awkwardly looked around, they definitely didn't agree with Fake!Donut on that point… right?

Fake!Pin looked down, “Yeah I guess you're right…”

Pin turned to the F.S.B. “What's exactly the win condition here?”

“That he doesn't interrupt them.”

Coiny put his hand on the bush, about to burst into the scene, before sighing, and simply walking away from the campfire, looking down.

A buzzer sounded and the roof turned green, “Congrats Coiny! You passed.”

Coiny didn't respond and despondently walked out of the building, and saw his real team members, Pin tried to say something, but Coiny just walked past her.

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Golf Ball sat in her lab, trying very patiently to drop exactly one drop of.. Something into a beaker using her foot, it was integral that there was no loud noise to distract her.

“ GOLF BALL YOU'RE THE NEXT ONE IN! ”

The contestant jumped, spilling over the beaker, she growled, then walked up the stairs to leave her lab.

She met Tennis Ball, Liy, and Puffball sitting at the Fear Dome™, “Good luck GB!” TB encouraged.

“Don't worry, there's nothing these people can throw at me to make me break!” GB claimed.

The F.S.B. flatly looked at her, then opened the door, GB walked in, while the other three walked up to the viewing area.

Golf Ball proudly looked around the setting as it morphed into a very familiar museum.

“The science museum?” Golf Ball commented, “I don't get the plan here Speaker, you know I love this place, right?”

“ Oh, you love it here? ”

GB jumped at the sudden introduction, “W-Who's there?”

“ Oh, don't tell me you don't remember me Bozo …”

GB froze and instantly began searching for a hiding place.

" I can hear you~ ”

Liy looked down at the scene then turned to Tennis Ball, who gave an equally confused look, “She never told me about this…”

The F.S.B. extended a claw with five fingers, then 4, then 3, then 2, then…

“IcantdoitIcantdoitIcantdoitturnitoffturniTOFF TURNITOFF! ” GB screamed, shaking under a table.

The sky turned red, a buzzer sounded, and the simulation shut off.

TB met GB outside the building, GB shook her head and shakily said, “I… d o n 't w a n t t o t a l k a b o u t i t …”

TB nodded and followed Golf Ball as she walked back to her lab.

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Firey walked through the Fear Dome™'s doors, with Leafy as a spectator, the flame expected this to be easy, considering that it was a creation made by his creation.

The former winner looked around the area as it morphed into the scene from BFB 15, Firey looked around, confused, before realizing what this was gonna be, he sighed and walked through the lava, over to where Leafy was.

When he got to the building where Leafy and Needle were sitting, he was met with a rock to the face, courtesy of one angry plant. “Don't even think about coming back over here Firey!”

“Leafy-”

“Save it! I don't wanna talk to you!” Fake!Leafy ordered.

Leafy gave a confused look to the F.S.B.

“The win condition is that he doesn't escalate the situation.”

Leafy gave an understanding “ah.”

“If you would let me talk-”

“I don't want to hear it!”

“ Leafy- ”

“I said I don't want to hear it!”

Leafy cringed, “Was I really like that?”

“Leafy, let me talk.”

“No!” Fake!Leafy yelled.

“Leafy! If you would just let me talk then I could explain myself-”

“I don't want to get an explanation I WANT YOU GONE! ”

“ALRIGHT LISTEN IF YOU WOULD LET ME TALK THEN-” it was at that moment that the once-calm conversation turned into pointless arguing and bitter insults.

Leafy pinched where her nose would be, “No, Firey-”

The sky turned red as a buzzer sound played, Firey watched as Fake!Leafy disappeared. When he walked out of the door he saw the real Leafy standing there, “If I was really like that back then then I would like to apologize for every argument we've ever had.”

Firey chuckled, “Well, Golf Ball lost too, so we're not technically losing…”

"Optimism, I like it,” Leafy replied, walking with her friend away from the Fear Dome™.

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Clapboard was up next, with Boom Mic as a spectator, the audio equipment watched as his friend struggled with leading a fake version of Cut x3, the win condition that she successfully lead them through a challenge.

“She always like this?” the F.S.B. asked, watching as the director panicked as Fake!Loser and Fake!Winner got into an argument.

“Camera's usually the one leading us,” Mic replied.

“Ah, isn't she actually your team's leader now?”

“On technicality, Camera deemed her leader after his elimination but at this point Loser has pretty much taken over the role.”

“Hm, guess she's just not up to it.”

“I wouldn't say that, she's just not used to it, give her a challenge she's comfortable with, she'll do great, like she is right now,” Boom Mic claimed.

“Yesyesyesyesyes!” Mic heard Clapboard cheer as Fake!Cut x3 won the fake challenge, the sky turned green and a buzzer sounded, Clapboard ran out the doors. Mic met her outside and the film equipment walked away together.

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Taco took the opportunity Flower provided (Anchor called her fashion line bad) to sneak away from the Winner's Circle and ran over to the Fear Dome™ to spectate Blocky. She walked up the observation deck to see Pen and Eraser standing there, the Nice and the In-Between looked at the enemy contestant, confused.

“Just wanted to see how well he's doing is all,” Taco defended.

Pen looked at Eraser, who shrugged, “Alright then.”

Taco looked over the railing, “So what's the win condition?”

“That he keeps Woody as a friend,” Eraser explained, pointing down to his teammate, trying to talk down the plank of wood.

“Jeez, what'd he do?”

“Shoved him into a gray pit filled with bees, apparently,” Pen replied, “but the simulation started after that happened.”

“Gotcha.”

Down at the floor of the Fear Dome™, “Listen, Woody, I get that you're mad-”

“I'M A LIDDLE MOWE THAN MAD!” Fake!Woody yelled.

“I-I know, I went to far, and I'm sorry, I can make it up to you-”

“HOW!?”

Blocky sighed, “I don't know, take an elimination maybe? Whatever, just… Woody… I'm sorry, I went too far.”

Woody, still angry, softened his expression a little bit, “I gew that, buw I don'w know if I can fowgive you yet.”

Blocky sighed.

Woody took a deep breath, “Buw I'll twy.”

Blocky smiled, the sky turned green and a buzzer sounded, the Funny-Doer ran to get out of the Fear Dome™ as fast as physically possible. Upon leaving the area, at the top of his voice, he yelled, “THAT WAS THE MOST UNCOMFORTABLE EXPERIENCE I'VE EVER HAD!”

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“ THE NEXT CONTESTANT UP IS PENCIL- what's that? Huh? You really need to tell me who's eliminated ‘cause I still don't know. What do you mean why you literally finished building me today! ”

Match flatly walked to the Fear Dome™, knowing Pencil was eliminated, she was probably next in line, she opted to tune out the sound of the Firey Speaker Box arguing with someone.

“ Fine, fine, Match you're up. ”

There it is.

She walked into the dark area, as the setting began to form around her, it turned into a familiar quiz challenge, she got tapped on the shoulder and turned to see an angry Fake!Ruby glaring at her.

“Oh hey Ru-”

“WHAT ON EARTH WAS ALL THAT!?”

Match blinked, “Huh?”

“Don't say 'huh’ like you don't know! I just watched you yell at Bubble for getting questions that nobody knew the answer to wrong!”

“Well, I, uh-”

“I don't even want to know your reasoning, Match! That was a terrible thing to do, you know that right?”

“Well, yes, but-”

“No buts! I'm leaving FreeSmart!”

“WHAT!?” Match yelled, forgetting she was in a simulation.

“You heard me! You and Pencil have been acting like nothing but a bunch of jerks! Book and Ice Cube had the right idea! Me and Bubble are gonna go make our own team!”

Match reached over to grab Fake!Ruby and get her to listen, but her hand passed through.

Match looked at her hand and sighed, “I'm sorry Ruby.”

Fake!Ruby looked back at Match and glared at her, “Sorry isn't enough.”

The sky turned red and a buzzer sounded.

“WHAT WAS I EVEN SUPPOSED TO DO THERE!?” Match yelled at no one in particular.

An intercom came on, “Deescalate the situation.”

“DeEsCaLaTe ThE sItUaTiOn,” Match mocked, walking out the doors, glad no one was there to watch her.

To her knowledge at least.

Bubble walked down the steps, peeking over the corner to see that Match was gone, when she saw she was, Bubble walked around the corner, lost in thought…

“ FRIES YOU'RE NEXT! ” The intercom next to Bubble yelled, the volume caused Bubble to pop.

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Pin stood in the observation area, waiting for her turn, plus it was pretty funny to watch Fries flounder around while getting attacked by a flock of birds in Yoyle City.

“BACK! BACK YOU FEATHERY DEVILS!” The fast food yelled, swatting away at the seagulls. A buzzer sounded, and the sky turned red, Fries embarrassedly looked around, hoping nobody saw that.

Don't tell him.

“ YOU'RRRRRRRRRRE UP PIN! ”

Pin calmly walked down the stairs, and into the Fear Dome™, before entering she turned to see Coiny, Teardrop, and Needle walking up the stairs to spectate her.

Pin watched as the area transformed around her into… the Cake at Stake from this morning. She confusedly looked around before hearing the Fake!Announcer read off the votes.

“Pin, Bell, Pillow, you three are the final contestants-”

It was at this moment Pin realized what this was going to be.

The real Coiny looked over at the F.S.B., “Win condition?”

“That she doesn't use her win token.”

Pin felt the win token sitting next to her and picked it up, the Fake!Announcer noticed.

“Pin, would you like to use your win token?”

Pin looked at the token, then sighed, “Nah.”

“Alright then, Bell, you had 1 vote, and, I hate to say it, Pillow, you had 2, Pin, you had 3.”

“What!? This can't be right!” Fake!Coiny yelled.

“Glad to know the simulation got my personality right,” the real Coiny commented, causing Needle to chuckle.

Fake!Announcer simply replied by saying, “The votes are the votes,” and extended the mechanism to launch Pin to the TLC. She was saved by the sky turning green and a buzzer sounding, she breathed a sigh of relief and walked out the Fear Dome™.

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Tennis Ball sat parallel to Golf Ball, who he covered in a blanket.

“You're gonna be okay right?” he asked, pouring her a cup of hot chocolate.

“P r o b a b l y ,” GB shakily responded.

“ TENNIS BALL IS NEXT! ” the F.S.B. yelled through the intercom.

TB rolled his eyes and affectionately nudged GB, “See you in a bit.”

GB didn't reply.

After a brief walk, TB arrived at his destination, walking into the Fear Dome™, TB watched as the area began to morph into the lab he was just in. He surveyed the scene, seeing broken glass and spilled chemicals, he assumed that this was after he made a mistake.

“TENNIS BALL!” he heard someone yell behind him, he turned to see Fake!Golf Ball, angrily stomping towards him, “What did you do !?”

“I-uh-I don't-”

“That was my life's work! And you just knocked it over like it was nothing ! Why would you do that!?”

“I-I didn't mean to-”

“Y'know what? Save it, get out of the lab, I need to clean this up,” Fake!GB growled.

Taken aback, TB was about to say something, before nodding and walking away, “See you tomorrow GB…”

He heard Fake!GB sigh, “You too Tennis Ball.”

The sky turned green and a buzzer sounded off, “ To be honest I thought you weren't gonna be able to handle that, but good job TB .”

“Thanks, Speaker Box.”

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“YOU STOLE DREAM ISLAND FROM ME!” Fake!Firey yelled.

“Firey, you can't even begin to imagine how sorry I am-”

“YOU CLEARLY AREN'T, IF YOU ACTUALLY CARED YOU WOULD'VE WAITED TO TALK TO ME INSTEAD OF STEALING THE PRIZE I FOUGHT FOR FOR OVER A YEAR!”

Real Firey cringed at that line.

Leafy was about to break, but tried to stay calm, “Firey, I understand you're more than upset with me, but please, I'm trying to make things right.”

Fake!Firey glared at her, “No.”

Leafy sighed, but nodded, “Okay, I understand.”

Green sky, buzzer.

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Clapboard stood outside the doors, waiting for Mic to finish his fear, when she saw the Algerbraliens placing something. She walked over to the front of it, seeing it was a TV monitor, showing the current scores of everyone, and who had faced their fears.

Currently the score was:

WBA: 2 (Coiny, Pin)

BNE: 1 (Tennis Ball)

WC: 1 (Leafy)

CCC: 1 (Clapboard)

FDI: 1 (Blocky)

S&C: 0

AYCEB: 0

Clapboard raised an eyebrow, and turned to see the Fear Dome™ turn green, and Boom Mic ran outside, slamming the door behind him, fear of abandonment.

CCC: 2 (Clapboard, Boom Mic)

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Pen shamefully walked out of the Fear Dome™ after failing his challenge. Ruby saw this and ran over to take her turn.

Match awkwardly rubbed the back of her head, embarrassed over he failure, currently her team was tied for last, and they could easily lose-

Her train of thought was cut off by the Fear Dome™ flashing green and a buzzer sounding off, Ruby walked out.

“That was… quick,” Match commented.

“There wasn't anything in there, guess I just don't have a worst fear huh?” Ruby replied, proudly.

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Ice Cube ran out of the currently red building after Fake!Blocky tried to shatter her, Donut walked in.

After a few steps in, he noticed that the room seemed awfully… bright for some reason, everyone else said it was dark, so this is odd. He looked around for some light source, but didn't see anything, all that happened was the area turned into the post-lava wasteland TPOT was hosted. He turned to see the other TPOT contestants, he walked over, confused on what the Fear Dome™ thought his worst fear was.

“Well, we don't have a host, any ideas? Anybody?” Fake!GB asked.

“I say Donut, personally, cause he did host a couple of BFB episodes, plus he absorbed 2,” Fake!Pen suggested.

It was at this moment Donut looked down and realized he was glowing.

And then the stress of being a host came back.

The Fake!TPOT contestants looked expectantly at Donut, “So what's the plan host?” Fake!Naily asked.

Donut worriedly looked at the Fake!Contestants, not knowing what to do.

“W-Well I-” Donut started, before looking up and seeing the dome begin to emit a very slight red glow.

Donut sighed, “Go get me some note cards, I'll figure out how many teams there needs to be.”

The sky turned green, and a buzzer sounded off.

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Book walked in front of the building, took a deep breath, then entered, determined to stay calm. The scene began to form around her as she realized where she was.

BFB 14.

She turned to see an annoyed Fake!Gaty, Fake!Lollipop, and Fake!Saw looking at her, with an angry Fake!Ice Cube storming off. Book sighed, and got a rough idea of what she had to do here.

From the observation area, the real Lollipop and Ice Cube spectated, with Icy hoping she would crash and burn.

Lollipop, on the other hand, wasn't here out of spite, more interest, how was this Book's worst fear? She instigated the entire event!

Book sighed, looking at the angry faces scowling at her, and gave one, simple statement.

“I get it.”

This confused both the clones and the observers.

“I fully get it, I'm not a good friend,” Book clarified, “I have messed up so, ridiculously bad I'll never be able to fix it, at least not to an extent that it'll make it all okay.”

Both Lollipop and Fake!Lollipop raised an eyebrow.

“All I ask is that you give me a chance to try .”

The fakes looked at Book, in thought, Fake!Saw and Fake!Lollipop nodded, Fake!Gaty wasn't as convinced, “I'll give you a chance, but don't expect me to actively help you.”

“That's good enough,” Book replied.

Green sky, buzzer.

Ice Cube blew a raspberry and made her way to the stairs, Lollipop stayed behind, spectating as Book calmly walked out.

After a brief moment, Lollipop simply said, “Alright Book, I'll give you that chance.”

And don't tell anyone, but Lollipop is pretty confident that, for a brief moment, she saw Ice Cube's angry scowl soften.

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Flower pridefully walked out of the Fear Dome™ while Loser walked in, if you asked her she did pretty well. Eraser spectated the doors of the Fear Dome™, knowing he was next after Loser.

And he knew exactly what the Fear Dome™ had in store for him.

The Fear Dome™ flashed green, a buzzer sounded off, and Loser walked out of the doors. Eraser got his composure back, and walked in.

Unlike most of the other contestants, Eraser's room never transformed into an area, it just stayed black.

Eraser felt someone tap him on the shoulder, he turned around and was met with Fake!Ruby. Eraser screamed and fell on his back, pushing himself away from the pentagon, he felt himself hit something and turned to see Fake!Foldy. He screamed louder, grabbed one of Fake!Foldy's flaps and began swiftly unfolding her, the sky turned red (which was the entire building so that was an eyesore) and a buzzer sounded off. Eraser left the Fear Dome™, hoping no one would know about that.

Current Score:

WBA: 3 (Coiny, Pin, Donut)

BNE: 2 (Tennis Ball, Book)

WC: 2 (Leafy, Flower)

CCC: 3 (Clapboard, Boom Mic, Loser)

FDI: 1 (Blocky)

S&C: 1 (Ruby)

AYCEB: 0

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Tree walked into the Fear Dome™ after Balloony's loss, hoping he would get an easy challenge, he had Pie and Black Hole as spectators, Remote wanted to cheer her friend on but Basketball said no.

“I don't get it, it doesn't even matter if I go watch him, it's not like it will help him succeed,” Remote said.

“You can’t support our enemies Remote,” Basketball ordered.

“Okay, but he's not my enemy, he's my frie-”

“Not when he's on another team he's not!” BB countered.

Remote scowled at her teammate, “I'm going to watch Tree whether you like it or not!”

“Alright, alright, fine, but don't come crying to me when the voters don't appreciate this!”

“I understand this isn't my argument and I should probably stay out of it,” Anchor commented, entering the argument, “but I truly doubt the voters care about Remote watching her former teammate do a challenge.”

“Oh, yeah, of course that comes out of our team's designated traitor,” BB snapped.

TV watched the in-fighting, and turned to Liy, “I remember when Basketball was nice.”

“When was that?”

“When she was on our team,” TV flatly responded, “but GB makes one snide remark that wasn't directed at her and then ‘Oh NoOo ThE wOrLd'S eNdInG’.”

Liy nodded, then took advantage of F.D.I.'s commotion and grabbed Remote, dragging her to the Fear Dome™. Remote was confused, but grateful.

“Alright, let's go see how Tree's doing,” Liy commented, walking up the stairs with her fellow former Death P.A.C.T. member. Pie and Black Hole took a glance at the duo, but decided to let them stay, Remote looked over the railing to see Tree's challenge. Currently he was talking with Fake!Death P.A.C.T. Again, from the beginning of the season.

“Please, let's just keep it simple, we all stay together, and then we get Liy, Pillow, and Pen back-” Tree suggested.

“I don't see a purpose in that,” Fake!Remote countered, “You have chastised me for winning challenges before, it feels like I'm the only one who ever does anything, other than Liy, but she got eliminated 4th.”

The real Pie, BH, and Liy all flatly glanced at Remote, who awkwardly fake-laughed.

“I hate this team! And I hate you!” Fake!Fanny said, “This team is all about preventing death, which is a nice sentiment but is ultimately pointless because we can get revived, and Remote is right, you snap at her for saving you, but when Black Hole accidentally absorbs someone, which does kill them, you completely ignore it!”

Regrettably the observers had to agree with Fake!Fanny's statement.

Tree was starting to panic, “W-Well, c'mon, Black Hole, Pie, Remote, we've been on this team since the beginning!”

“Yeah, well, I think it's about time we make some new friends,” Fake!Pie replied.

Pie, Black Hole, Liy, and Remote all reflexively winced at that statement.

Tree was visibly distraught at that statement, “W-W-Well, I… uh-”

“Judging by the lack of response you don't have a response to that?” Fake!Remote asked.

“Well-”

“I'm honestly done with this conversation,” Fake!Pie interrupted, “Goodbye Tree.”

“W-Wait, no PLEASE-” Tree cried out, reaching to grab Fake!Pie, causing the sky to turn red and a buzzer to sound. Tree sighed and walked to the exit, disappointed in himself, and was met with two teammates and two former teammates. Before he could comment, Pie, Liy, and Remote all gave him a hug, Black Hole would've joined, but couldn't for obvious reasons.

“See you at Merge,” Remote commented.

Tree smiled, “You too.”

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Needle speed walked into the Fear Dome™ with Pin, Coiny, Teardrop, and Donut as spectators. Feeling an immense need to just get this over with.

When she walked in, unlike the others, the Fear Dome™ stayed as a simple black void, she looked around the area, trying to figure out what this was. She then saw Fake!Coiny standing in front of her, grinning at her.

“Uhhh, hi Coiny.”

“Hey there, Needy ,” Fake!Coiny replied, grinning.

Needle simply awkwardly looked around, before looking back at the clone and giving an awkward shrug.

“W-What?”

“I have been called that nickname so many times over the years it no longer has any effect, it's still annoying, don't get me wrong, but at this point I don't care anymore,” Needle revealed.

Fake!Coiny stood there, mouth agape, the void turned green and a buzzer sounded, Fake!Coiny disappeared.

Needle walked out of the Fear Dome™ and met her teammates outside, “Y'know, you never told us, why does that nickname annoy you so much?” Coiny asked.

Needle sighed, “Well, you see-”

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For the next three contestants the Fear Dome™ was basically a revolving door.

“ Alright so currently we're on a roll of losses, thanks Puffball, Gelatin, and Cake. ”

The aforementioned contestants all bashfully looked away.

“ Let's see if the streak is kept up, Remote, you're up next. ”

The robot entered the Fear Dome™, with no real idea of what was going to happen. The area then began to morph into a factory of sorts, Remote was stuck standing still, unable to move. She then saw some object enter the room, she couldn't tell what it was, the object reached into a drawer and pulled out an old game controller of sorts, weird, what could they-

The object moved a joystick, Remote involuntarily moved her leg to the left.

Oh. That's what this is.

Remote instantly desperately tried searching for a way to break out of her own coding, searching everything she possibly could.

And yet, there was nothing.

Remote then realized she had a decision to make, either call the simulation off, lose the challenge and live her life happily in shame, or endure it and give her team a chance to not be U.F.E.

Remote hated herself for it but decided to go with the latter.

She also took notice to the fact that her current puppet master was living in what looked like a repurposed shut down movie store and, if she was in control of her mouth, would've had to stifle a laugh.

After ten more minutes of nothing but being toyed with, the sky finally turned green, and a buzzer finally sounded.

“THANK THE MANUFACTURER IT'S OVER,” Remote yelled, running out of the Fear Dome™ as fast as mechanically possible.

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After a shockingly impressive performance from Rocky (Who knew he was afraid of immortality?), Black Hole was up next. Tree and Pie would've spectated, but Black Hole had asked them not to, knowing what his worst fear was.

Fries wasn't as kind.

Sneaking up into the observation deck, Fries looked down at Black Hole's challenge, it was hard to tell him apart from the void at first but once the area morphed he was easy to spot.

Fries looked closely at what Black Hole was doing, clearly panicking, that much was obvious, but when he looked closer, he saw Pie's empty container on the ground. Along with that was a couple leaves, a battery, a fry, one of Yellow Face's products-

Wait.

Fries looked closer and saw that the fry on the ground matches one of the ones in him, and was pretty confused.

Paying more attention, Fries heard that Black Hole was calling for any of the hosts to help him.

It was at this moment that Fries realized all of the things that can be detached from teammates being scattered around the flying singularity wasn't a coincidence, but he can control his gravitational pull, right?

Due to the incessant panicking, the sky turned red and a buzzer sounded, Black Hole silently left the area.

Fries took in all this information and said one, simple sentence.

“I've made a mistake.”

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A lot of the contestants following Black Hole seemed to fly by, Teardrop, fear of being forgotten, success, Nickel, scared of being trapped near Coiny, failure, Lollipop, scared of losing friends, success, Clock, scared of disappointing Winner, failure, Snowball, being melted, failure, 8-Ball, scared of uselessness, failure, Dora, scared of David, failure.

The score came out to be as follows:

WBA: 5 (Coiny, Pin, Donut, Needle, Teardrop)

BNE: 2 (Tennis Ball, Book)

WC: 3 (Leafy, Flower, Lollipop)

CCC: 3 (Clapboard, Boom Mic, Loser)

FDI: 2 (Blocky, Remote)

S&C: 2 (Ruby, Rocky)

AYCEB: 0

It was now that Best Name Ever, F.D.I., Smarts and Crafts, and All You Can Eat Buffet realized they were all now in the race for not-last.

“Okay so literally none of us have managed to face our fears,” Tree addressed, “and Dora and everyone before her have used up their chance, so, Pie, Yellow Face, Bottle, Eggy, Bracelety, at least three of you need to be able to face your fears.”

“YoU gOt It!” Yellow Face replied.

“This should be easy, just gotta stay calm right?” Pie asked.

Bracelety, on the other hand, wasn't as confident, “Y-Yeah! Let's go… do this…”

She got a brief look of concern from Icy but not much else.

Over with the Namers, TB was giving his best version of a pep talk.

“So, we don't need perfection, we just need to not get last, if even two of you all can manage to face your fears, I think we'll be fine.”

“I hate this challenge!” Fanny snapped.

Liy rolled her eyes, “I think TV's the next one up for our team, so try your best bud,” she encouraged, TV displayed a thumbs up.

Snowball, on the other hand, wasn't too great at giving pep talks.

“Listen here you spineless cowards!” he yelled, catching the attention of Woody, Grassy, Basketball, Lightning, and Anchor, “If we lose this challenge, I will personally make it my mission to find out where all of you sleep at night!”

Lightning leaned over to Anchor, “He is aware we all sleep in the same house right?”

Anchor chuckled.

“WHAT'S SO FUNNY TRAITOR!?” Snowball yelled at Anchor.

Anchor blinked a few times, “Is that just my permanent nickname now?”

“Yes,” Basketball, Eraser, and Snowball all responded at the same time.

Anchor groaned.

Stapy called the attention of his teammates, “So, we've had varying degrees of success so far, you did great Rocky.”

Rocky happily smiled.

“But we are gonna have to try a little harder, so, who is confident in them being able to beat their challenge?” Stapy asked, raising his hand.

Marker was the only other one who raised his hand.

Stapy sighed, “Alright, Cloudy, Foldy, if you're okay with it, what're your worst fears?”

Foldy was hesitant, but responded with “Being ripped in half.”

“Okay, well, Foldy, just remember, no matter what, you can always be revived and repaired, k?”

Foldy slightly nodded.

“Okay, so, Cloudy, what about you?”

The cloud was apprehensive, “Promize not to laugh?”

Stapy nodded and said “I promise.”

Cloudy, still apprehensive, blurted out with “I don't like stormz, they make me uncomfortable…”

“Really?” Stapy asked.

“Yez, everyone alwayz egspects me to like them, but they're really unnerving…”

Stapy nodded, “Well, you could always fly above the clouds if it's getting to you.”

“What?”

“Yeah, just fly up so high the clouds are under you, you'll be above the storm, right?”

“Huh, I'll try that.”

The teams heard a buzzer go off as the Fear Dome™ flashed red, Barf Bag came running out.

“ TV, you'rrrrrrrrrre up! ”

“Called it,” Liy commented.

TV displayed a determined face and walked into the Fear Dome™, only time would tell if he succeeded.

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It took 7 ½ hours but the Fear Dome™ finally flashed green, a buzzer sounded off, and TV exited the building.

“Finally, what took you so long?” TB asked.

TV stared off into the distance.

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Fake!Pencil sat in the hotel, flipping through random channels on TV, who was stuck there, unable to move until she found a channel she liked.

“Ooooo,” Fake!Pencil commented, interested in whatever she just landed on, TV jelt overjoyed.

“....Nah,” then, Fake!Pencil got right back to flipping through channels.

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Bubble gained her composure, and walked into the Fear Dome™ to take her turn, Match snuck up the stairs to act as a spectator.

The Dome began to transform around Bubble, resembling Yoyle City. She looked around for what was going on, when she heard people talking.

“Yeah, she's, like, so annoying.”

Bubble walked around the building she was standing and looked into an alleyway, seeing Fake!Pencil, Fake!Match, Fake!Ruby, Fake!Book, and Fake!Ice Cube.

Fake!Book nodded in agreement to the previous statement, “I like Bubble and all but she can really get on my nerves.”

“ Especially when she whines about getting popped for the millionth time, like, we get it Bubble, you died, again, big deal,” Fake!Pencil replied.

“What!?” Bubble cried, turning the corner, scaring the clones, she then heard a buzzer and looked up to see the dome had turned red, with a huff, she left the Fear Dome™.

Match sat on the stairs and waited for her to leave, when she did, Match stopped her with a simple “Hi,” which caused her to jump.

“Oi, uh, hoi Moitch,” Bubble awkwardly replied.

Match sighed and stood up, visibly upset.

“Did you, uh-”

“Yes, yes I did.”

“Oi…”

“...You're doing fine Bubble,” Match said, catching the 3rd-Place Finalist off-guard, “and I'm sorry if I ever made you think differently.”

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After a complete and utter failure from Naily, Woody was up next, and his team wasn’t too confident in him.

“20 seconds, tops,” Eraser bet.

“You’re too generous, I’ll give him 15,” BB replied.

Woody overheard the conversation and was determined that everyone wastes their money that day.

Storming into the Fear Dome™, Woody looked around the void as it didn’t transform.

But it did shift color.

Turning from a pitch black to a dark gray, Woody looked around, scared? Yes. Anxious? Yes. Really angry at his teammates? Also yes.

The Firey Speaker Box sat in his little booth, aghast that Woody hadn’t run out of the Dome screaming yet.

Welp, time to put Woody’s fear of everything to the test.

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It had been 30 minutes and Woody still refused to break.

The F.S.B. slammed his body down on the operating table and yelled into the intercom, “ FINE YOU WIN! ”

The Dome turned green and a buzzer sounded, Woody pridefully walked out of the Fear Dome™.

“Jeez, he really hit you with everything huh?” Blocky asked, meeting him at the entrance.

“Yeah, honestwy I though I would bweak at the kiwwer bees,” Woody replied.

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Cloudy anxiously readied himself for his challenge, with every cell in his body not wanting to do this.

“You know, the Eaters are still doing really bad and I doubt Yellow Face or Bracelety are gonna win their challenges,” Balloony pointed out, holding Rocky on the stairs to the Observation Deck. “and Stapy’s probably gonna win so you could just forfeit if you wanted.”

Cloudy shook his (head? Body? Who knows?) “No, I… I can do thiz.”

“Alright, good luck in there Cloudy.”

“Thankz Balloony.”

Cloudy then took a deep breath and entered the Fear Dome™, exactly as he expected, the Dome began to shift into a stormy ocean, with waves crashing into rocks and heavy rain. Cloudy began to panic, but (kinda) kept his composure, he looked upwards to see where the storm clouds were, to fly above them, but all he could see was darkness and rain.

Trembling with fear, Cloudy just shot straight upwards, hoping he hit the clouds quickly.

It took until Cloudy hit the top of the Fear Dome™ for him to realize he had cleared the clouds a good thirty second ago.

“Huh, Stapy waz right, I should thank him for thiz.”

Cloudy was slightly blinded by the screen right above him turning green, and mildly deafened by the buzzer going off in his ear, but he was still happy for himself.

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The Fear Dome became a revolving door once again as people failed their challenges, with Pie, Bell, Roboty, Profiley, Price Tag, and Grassy being the offenders. Foldy was the exception, seeing as she allowed herself to get uncomfortably close to a paper shredder, putting the Crafters back in a safe position.

Yellow Face was up next and was getting a very strict pep talk from Tree and Fries.

“Okay, Yellow Face, I cannot stress enough how much you need to win this,” Fries started.

“Yes, the only way we get into a safe position on that leaderboard is if you, Bottle, Eggy, and Bracelety win all of your challenges,” Tree added.

“We wouldn’t be in this position if Pie had grown a spine and did her challenge,” Eggy chastised.

Pie, offended, looked over at Eggy, “I don’t want to hear about me being spineless, that was a bunch of cannons shooting forks at me, if one of them even kinda grazed me I would’ve died!”

“You would’ve been fine!”

“How do you know that!?”

Fries began pushing Yellow Face to the Fear Dome™, “Please don’t break.”

“I’lL dO mY bEsT!”

Fries pretended that was reassuring and began walking away.

Right as he turned around the Dome turned red and Yellow Face came flying out the door.

“WHAT WAS THAT!?”

“P-p-P-p-P-p-PuRpLe FaCe!”

Fries looked at the floor, “I’m gonna be eliminated, I’m gonna be eliminated and it’s my own fault.”

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Following the line of failures came a line of successes, with Saw, Fanny, Taco, Winner, and Basketball all being able to face their fears.

Stapy began hopping into the Fear Dome™, with his entire team as spectators, “Better put on a show,” he muttered, before entering the building.

He watched as the area morphed into a classroom, the E.X.I.T. to be exact, he looked around, everything was exactly as it was when he left. Bracelety’s doodles in her desk, Pencil’s annoyed scribbles on the wall, Leafy’s long-empty chair, a crater from where Roboty sat, everyone was gone.

All except for him and a certain light switch.

“I see what this is about,” Stapy commented.

“Oh do ya’?” Fake!Liy sarcastically replied.

“Yeah, yeah, the same old argument as always, what’re you gonna change this time huh? Did I burn down an orphanage in this rendition of the story?”

Fake!Liy glared at him, “You know exactly why I’m mad.”

“I do, thing is I don’t really care,” Stapy replied, hopping closer to the desk.

“Oh, right, of course, after all, what’s the use in listening to someone who has no use to you anymore right?” Fake!Liy snapped.

“That’s not what happened and you know it,” Stapy flatly responded.

“But it is, it’s exactly what you did, you left me !”

Foldy blinked in shock.

“You’re right on that front, what you’re getting wrong is that I ditched a friend , cause, Liy, I didn’t, what I did do, is ditch a backstabber .”

“You’re the backstabber, Stapy, you gonna ditch Foldy like you did me? Huh?”

“No? Foldy is someone who actually listens to others and would never spread her best friend’s most treasured secrets?”

Fake!Liy flipped the desk and grabbed Stapy, who smiled, “I listened to Match, to beat conversational fears you just have to stay calm.”

A buzzer sounded off and the surroundings turned green, Fake!Liy disappeared.

Stapy hopped out of the Fear Dome™, Foldy made her way down the stairs, she still trusted Stapy, obviously, but…

Maybe just a little less.

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Sadly for AYCEB, Bottle failed her challenge, Fries had accepted defeat, and, by proxy, elimination. To make the pain slightly easier there were another couple failures in Gaty, Liy (Stapy got a kick out of that one), Spongy, and Bomby. This pain was then immediately brought back by Lightning and Marker succeeding, and Eggy failing her challenge.

Upon Eggy’s failure, Tree pinched where his nose would be, Pie called her a hypocrite, and Fries stormed off, “That’s it, show’s over, we didn’t just lose we got drop kicked around the playing field.”

“Hey, don’t hold your breath, Bracelety still hasn’t gone yet, we could get a point,” Pie suggested, being met by Fries’ depressed glance.

David, with a failure, and Anchor, with a success, finished their turns, leaving only Bracelety left.

Pie patted the fangirl on the back, “Just know that if you win, you get bragging rights forever, if you lose, it doesn’t matter we already lost.”

Bracelety nodded, she wanted those bragging rights real bad.

Storming into the Fear Dome™, she watched as the world began to morph into the BFDIBNC field. She turned to see an angry Fake!Ice Cube glaring at her.

“Oh, hi Icy!”

“Bracelety,” Fake!Icy replied, “I get you're a fan of me and everything, but you’re constant shouting makes me uncomfortable and I don’t like the idea of someone worshipping the ground I walk on, please stay away from me.”

Bracelety stood there, aghast, and opened her mouth to say something…

“I understand, I’m sorry for bothering you, I’ll leave you alone now,” Bracelety replied, causing the Fear Dome™ to go green.

“Hey she did it, good for her,” Fries commented.

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The F.S.B. tallied up the score, “So let’s go in descending order-”

“I don’t see a point in this,” Tree commented.

“Shut up, anyway, first place goes to… several teams!”

This was met with confusion throughout the teams.

“Yep, the W.O.A.H. Bunch Again, Funny Doings International, and Smarts and Crafts all got 6 points! Congratulations!”

“Wow we pulled that one back!” Stapy commented.

“Please tell me how that feels,” Pie groaned.

“Second place is… another tie! Best Name Ever and Cut Cut Cut both got 4 points!”

Clapboard beamed at her team’s accomplishment, GB would’ve too but she was still in her lab.

“In third place is the Winner’s Circle, with only three.”

“Well, it’s not last?” Firey commented, garnering a death glare from Fries.

“And, obviously, in last place is All You Can Eat Buffet with one measly point.”

The food protection and death prevention team collectively sighed.

U.F.E. Team: All You Can Eat Buffet

Members Up For Elimination: Fries, Ice Cube, Tree, Pie, Black Hole, Bottle, Yellow Face, Dora, Eggy, and Bracelety

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Firey Jr. finally bust down the door to the announcer’s office, walking inside, him and R. Flower took a look around.

“What are we even looking for?”

“I don’t know, something that’ll get us in the competition.”

“Like this?” Robot Flower asked, holding up a folder.

Firey Jr. hopped up on her shoulder, and read the page that was in the folder aloud.

“‘Rejoin votes’? 'Double Eliminations'?”

Chapter Text

Lollipop woke up on her side of the ruins the contestants were being forced to use as houses. She looked over to see Leafy painting her side of the ruins, with Taco stabilizing the ladder for her.

Lollipop walked over, “So what's all this about then?"

Leafy turned around, covered in yellow and pink paint, “Oh, well, since we're gonna be spending the next few years in a bunch of old ruins X formed out of nowhere, I thought I might as well make it look nice!”

“Uh huh, what are you painting, to be exact?”

Leafy moved slightly to the side, “All of us!” she revealed, showing off finished paintings of her, Firey, Bubble, Lollipop, Taco, and a half-finished Flower.

“Interesting, and you're painting all of us? Even David?”

“Yep! Plus, I feel a little bad for David and Spongy anyway, so might as well include them!"

“Wait, you feel bad for them? Why?”

“Because they're going to be the first ones on our team eliminated and we all know it.”

Lollipop and Taco uncomfortably stayed quiet, Leafy looked at them, “What? We know it's true-”

“Just because we all know it's true doesn't mean you have to… say it,” Taco explained.

“Oh, ok!” Leafy replied, getting right back to painting Flower.

Lollipop looked at Taco and mouthed the words “She has no filter,” Taco nodded in response.

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Firey Jr. walked around the Host's office, hoping to find some more things to help him and R. Flower get in the competition. R. Flower was pretending to be looking around but honestly just wanted to go home.

The pair came upon a locked door which required a passcode, Jr. expectantly looked at the robot, who sighed and started hacking the door panel. This failed as R. Flower doesn't know how to hack things, causing her to get electrocuted, but the current went right back into the panel and fried it, opening the door.

“That works,” Jr. commented, ignoring R. Flower, writhing in pain.

He entered the room and found a bunch of paperwork and boxes around the place, digging through he found the order in which the RCs will join the competition. “Hey if they ever need a backup contestant we're top two on the list,” he commented, silently moving his name above Robot Flower's.

“Great, great, you found your files, let's just leave now, we're gonna get in trouble,” R. Flower proposed.

“Not yet, we need to find something ,” Jr. replied, much to R. Flower's disdain.

He came across a jail cell in the wall, there was a plaque next to the cell that read “The Contestant That Will Never Be”, he looked in the cell and saw nothing, he shrugged, “Maybe it was just Liy or-”

Before he could finish that thought, something grabbed his arm and picked him up. He looked to see that his arm was just floating in the air, but he could very much feel something.

Maybe it was something invisible, or-

Jr. got chucked across the room into a pile of boxes, igniting them, R. Flower looked in the room, but got pushed over immediately.

...or something that doesn't exist.

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Dora hopped over to Black Hole, who sighed at her appearance, “What do you want Dora?”

“Dadadadadadadadada.”

“I can't understand you Dora.”

Dora glared at the singularity, before speedily hopping away, she found Grassy drawing a portrait of himself, Blocky, and Woody. He looked up at the human(?) as she stole all of Grassy's paper and crayons.

“Awwww.”

Dora returned to Black Hole with the paper, and began writing something on the paper, Black Hole noticed and looked at her, she showed him the paper to reveal that it said, “Fries wants to talk to you.”

BH huffed, “Tell him to buzz off.”

Dora took a second to glare at her teammate, then picked up the paper and returned to Fries, she then wrote down the sentence “Black Hole says ‘Buzz Off’, I don't know what that means.”

Fries looked at the paper and responded, “It's an insult, Dora.”

Dora offendedly beeped.

“It wasn't directed at you, anyway, tell him it's important, and if that doesn't work, tell him I want to apologize.”

Dora affirmatively beeped, then picked up the paper, and hopped back to Black Hole, and wrote down what Fries told her too.

“Tell him I really want him to stop talking to me.”

Dora gave a flat glance.

“You know what I mean.”

Dora sighed and started hopping back to Fries, and was stopped by Eggy halfway through.

“Woah, Dora, what're doing?”

“Dadadadadadada.”

“Ah, sounds rough, I can go tell Fries if you want?”

Dora gratefully beeped.

Eggy then walked over to Fries and told him the news.

He sighed, “Tell him I'll let Tree rename the team to Death P.A.C.T. Again Again if he talks to me.”

Eggy walked back over to Dora and told her the information, Dora annoyedly beeped upon being told that she'll have to go back to Black Hole.

“Don't worry,” Eggy comforted, “They're usually nice to people, I'm sure their kind natures will come around and they'll talk it out eventually.”

Dora beeped in agreement.

2763 Back-And-Forth Messages Later…

Upon Dora coming back to Eggy, the two shared a very annoyed and angry look, they both nodded to each other.

Eggy walked back over to Fries and began pushing him to where she and Dora were meeting in the middle.

Dora picked up Black Hole and began carrying him there.

Upon placing the two in front of each other, Dora and Eggy walked next to each other, “NOW TALK IT OUT!” Eggy yelled.

Dora threw a piece of paper at Fries that read “WE'RE DONE BEING YOUR MIDDLEMEN!”

Fries looked at the two, very angry, objects in front of him, there was an awkward silence for about five minutes.

Dora took a deep breath, (Another Dora text block, feel free to skip it) “Do you two understand how ridiculously unhealthy the idea of forcing a third party friend to talk to someone you don't like is not only are you completely avoiding the actual problem by refusing to talk to them you're actually making it worse because it's easy to say the problems you have with someone when you aren't talking to them we all act differently depending on who we talk to and you two have opted to avoid filtering your speech and speaking like mature adults so you can say the most vile things about each other without directly dealing with each other on top of that it can greatly affect the mental health of the friend you’re forcing to make the middleman and can not only make them resent both of you because of the nonstop game of back-and-forth you're making them play it can also make them feel like a bad person because of the things you're making them say and also you two are using them as an object to take your rage out on by dehumanizing them and treating them like a computer or mailbox you can use to deliver messages instead of a living breathing human who probably trusts you and cares about you which is the only reason they're actually bothering to help you and it's worse because in this situation you're forcing both me and Eggy to play messenger meaning you are now slowly dehumanizing two of us and I don't think I can properly describe how horrible that is now both me and Eggy are tired of both of you but now where are we going to go because you two have effectively split our team into Black Hole's side and Fries’ side with Tree Pie and Bottle on one side and Bracelety Ice Cube and Yellow Face on the other and neither me or Eggy want to pick a side so you're using us as messengers also both of you are acting like absolute children Black Hole at some point you're going to have to directly talk with Fries and address your problems with him no matter how uncomfortable it may make you and also Fries I get you realized you made a mistake by ignoring what Black Hole was saying and getting angry with him over a simple mistake in a fashion not unlike Book and Taco back in BFB but you can't expect him to instantly want to talk with someone who assumed they knew Black Hole better then Black Hole you are going to have to wait and I get that by forcing you two to talk I am essentially giving Fries what he wants but I genuinely couldn't care less after the absolutely pathetic display of immaturity you two have put on now if you excuse me me and Eggy are going to go somewhere else I don't know where I just know it's away from here.”

With that being said, Dora and Eggy walked away from the two.

Fries and Black Hole looked at each other, Fries opened his mouth to say something, but Black Hole floated away before he could, Fries sighed.

His inner turmoil was cut off by 2 suddenly appearing next to him, causing him to fall over and scream.

“IT'S TIME FOR CAKE AT STAKE!” 2 announced.

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Match, using a crowbar, was trying to pry open one of the ceiling tiles to open 2's hotel and let Pencil out, she was making good progress, she had actually lifted it slightly, just a few more seconds without interruption and-

She was interrupted by 2 teleporting All You Can Eat Buffet on top of the hotel, scaring her, causing her to fall backwards, and then off the building.

“Did anyone hear something?” 2 asked, everybody shook their heads, they weren't about to snitch on the person who was trying to break open where they could potentially be trapped.

“Anyway, we finally managed to get more cake batter, so we baked some fire cake!” 2 revealed, showing off 9 slices of cake made of burning coal.

No one was too amped up about it to be honest, wonder why?

“Starting off, we have the no-votes, Bracelety, Black Hole, Tree, you're all safe,” 2 claimed, throwing the three contestants the cake.

Bracelety caught hers and offered it to Icy, who respectfully declined, so Bracelety chucked it into Black Hole, who absorbed both his and Tree's cakes.

“Next up is Icy and Fries, so you can stop moping about getting eliminated,” 2 snarked, throwing the flaming pieces of cake to the no-votes, Icy was melted by it, horrifying Bracelety.

Fries held his cake up in one hand and squinted at it, then directed his glance to Cake, who was following Loser back on ground level. “What’s the over-under on eating cake?”

“Please tell me you’re not seriously considering eating that,” Eggy commented.

“I’m not, I was just asking,” Fries defended, chucking the fire hazard behind him, it landed on Leafy, who was having a nice walk with Firey. Well… was having a nice walk with Firey.

“And the last of our no-votes are Pie and Bottle!” 2 revealed, chucking the cake at the two veteran Death P.A.C.T. members. Pie respectfully put it to the side, Bottle chucked it upwards and into her, she giggled.

Only Dora, Eggy, and Yellow Face left.

“Alright, so, one of you three will be leaving the contest and join Pencil beneath us, tell me, how are you feeling about your chances?”

Eggy spoke first “I’ve kinda been an elimination Houdini this whole series so I don’t really think I’ll be leaving.”

Dora, the chronic first boot, anxiously babbled something incoherent.

Yellow Face was rather optimistic, on the other hand, “I tHiNk ThE vOtErS aPpReCiAtE mY cOnTrIbUtIoNs To ThE tEaM!”

“What contributions? You haven’t done anything,” Fries asked.

A very distant laugh could be heard from BFB’s 5th place contestant, the Death P.A.C.T. members of the team all glared at Fries, Pie threw her flaming cake at him.

Fries swatted it away, “Why are you booing me I’m right!”

“Could you let me back up?” Icy asked, standing at the bottom of the hotel after being recovered.

Icy dropped her eyes to meet Pencil, who was staring at her through the window, Pencil awkwardly waved in a kinda-friendly manner, Icy huffed. 2 teleported down to the cold contestant and carried her back up to the ceremony. Pencil lifted up her communication tablet with Camera, “It didn’t work.”

“Huh, shame, friendly gestures worked when I ticked off Clapboard last month,” he said through the screen.

Pencil blinked a few times, “Just looking at the BRB spin gives me motion sickness,” she commented, holding her head.

Back up at Cake at Stake, the contestants, and 2, looked at the three not-safe contestants.

2 looked at Eggy, “Well, Eggy, you’re safe with only one vote!”

Eggy caught the cake with her foot and chucked it into Black Hole, “And I escape elimination once again.”

“Y’know you should probably stop acting so cocky before you get voted off for it,” Fries pointed out, causing his team to glare at him, he annoyedly/confusedly looked around, “Am I just the new Book or something what is this?”

The actual Book, who was reading herself at the base of the Hotel, paused to take an annoyed glance at the Hotel roof.

2 then looked at Dora and Yellow Face, before walking towards Dora, the island-eater defeatedly looked down, waiting to be eliminated.

“Hey, Dora, y’know how you’ve been the first member of your team eliminated in every single season thus far?” 2 asked.

Dora closed her eyes and gave a sad affirmative beep.

“Well, Dora, I have one thing to ask you,” 2 said, affectionately patting Dora on the back, causing her to look at them.

2 then softly handed Dora the final piece of Fire Cake, “How does it feel to last through an elimination for the first time?”

Dora confusedly looked at the reward, before excitedly grinning and instantly scarfing down the whole thing, giving overjoyed beeps.

Eggy looked at 2, “She liked the cake.”

2 nodded with a smile, “There’s a reason I made it out of rocks.”

Yellow Face awkwardly looked around, “WaIt, If DoRa Is SaFe, ThEn-”

“Yellow Face you got four votes, Eggy and Dora only got one each,” 2 revealed.

“WaIt! I hAvEn’T gOt To SeLl My-” Yellow Face started, before 2 clapped, sending him to the Hotel.

The rest of the team + 2 jumped upon hearing Pencil’s blood curdling scream from the Hotel.

“WHY COULDN’T YOU ELIMINATE A SANE CONTESTANT LIKE FRIES OR PIE OR SOMETHING!?”

Ice Cube devilishly grinned, “Revenge!”

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The Flower Speaker Box spectated the contestants, who were all grouped up for today’s challenge, “Alright, so the challenge is quite simple, today, hurting enemy contestants is banned.”

This caused murmurs among the crowd and a lot of Funny Doer eyes to look straight at Snowball and Blocky.

“The first one of you to break and hurt someone on another team is having their team put Up For Elimination! Good luck!”

Tree immediately turned to his teammates, “So helping other contestants not die is kinda our thing so we should rock this challenge.”

“First order of business,” Pie started, “Black Hole, fly as high into the sky as you possibly can, we don’t want you accidentally absorbing anyone.”

Black Hole replied with “Okay,” gave a glare to Fries no one knew about because he has no face, and flew into the stratosphere.

Lightning watched as the singularity flew above the clouds, and turned to Anchor, “I like their plan,” he commented, pointing to BH.

Anchor looked at the flying orb of destruction, “Wanna try that?”

“Sure, it gets us away from them,” Lightning replied, pointing to Blocky, Pen, and Eraser, who were tying Snowball to the ground.

Lightning then picked up Anchor and began flying away.

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It took 30 minutes but TB finally convinced GB into letting the rest of Best Name Ever into her lab so they can’t accidentally hurt anyone.

“Fine,” GB spat out, “But if any of you break anything I will make it my personal mission to find out who, and then expel you from the team!”

Book leaned over to Puffball, “She is aware that it’s way too late to kick us out of a team right? I would know.”

“What was that?” GB snapped.

“Uh, nothing!” Book replied.

Golf Ball glared at her but moved on, walking down the stairs to her lab.

The BFDI and BFDIA veterans weren’t all too impressed, they had seen it before, but Liy, Roboty, and even Fanny were impressed by the sheer scale of GB’s lab.

“I hate that I don’t have this lab!” Fanny exclaimed, causing GB to confusedly look at TB, unsure if that’s a compliment or not.

Book took a glance around and saw a big oven, “Hey that’s where I died!”

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Winner held Bomby with their hand, making sure no one would try and ignite him to make them lose the challenge.

Bomby was going to just sit in a lake so no one could light him but he honestly didn’t care enough to argue with Winner.

Clapboard, seeing what Winner was doing, checked off Bomby’s name with her mouth on a clipboard, Boom Mic walked over. “What’s with the clipboard?”

“Oh, uh, I don’t like managing the team normally so I’m using this to keep track of everyone,” she explained, proceeding to check off Boom Mic’s name.

“Huh, well, you might want to look 90 degrees to your right and look at what Loser’s doing,” Mic replied, pointing to the golden cube who was climbing up a boulder, Cake’s leg in hand. Notably Match, Saw, Remote, and Taco were waiting under them hoping one falls on them and hurts them.

Clapboard threw her clipboard to the side and dashed over, lightly pushing the 4 contestants away, “Alright, show’s over, nothing to see here, go to your teams.”

Loser looked down to see what was going on and lost his grip, falling backwards, Cake in hand, Remote slipped around Clapboard and happily stood under where Loser and Cake’s shadow was.

Cake then proceeded to fall right next to Remote, with Loser landing afterward, squashing Cake.

The Flower Speaker Box hopped over, “Well that was a quick game, but Cut-”

“NONONO!” Clapboard shouted, “The game isn’t over yet!”

The Fl.S.B. looked at Clappy, “What do you mean? Cake seems pretty hurt to me.”

“And he is, but you said that hurting enemy contestants is banned, Cake and Loser are on the same team, therefore they didn’t break the rules,” Clapboard explained.

There was a moment of angry silence before the Fl.S.B. spat out a “ Fine, ” and hopped away.

Clapboard walked over and helped Loser up, “Please don’t try that again, I don’t want anyone else getting sent away this soon.”

Loser nodded, “Yeah, sorry- is Cake okay?”

The two looked down at the smushed contestant, “Yeah no he’s 100% dead,” Clapboard said.

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Liy was poking around basically every conceivable drawer she could find in GB’s lab, with a rather conflicted TV following her.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” TV commented.

“Yeah, well, what’s wrong with having a little fun around GB’s lab, think about it, she’s probably got backups upon backups of everything in here, there’s nothing to worry about,” Liy comforted.

TV awkwardly looked around, “Still don’t know about this…”

Liy paused, “Don’t take this the wrong way, but how are you talking normally now?”

“Pardon?”

“Back in BFB you could only talk through stitched audio, now you can speak full sentences normally, what happened? Not trying to be mean, just curious.”

“Oh, GB upgraded my speakers, she was bored and wanted to poke around my circuits, I let her and she ended up fixing that, AND I CAN. Still . Do It. For the record ,” TV explained.

“You let GB poke around your circuitry?”

“Well, yeah, it’s not like she could bust anything major, and even if she could I would just get recovered anyway.”

“It’s not that it’s more… you trust GB enough to mess with you?” Liy asked.

TV paused, “Well… yeah? You don’t end up on the same team as someone 3 times in a row without forming at least a general sense of trust between each other.”

“Huh.”

“What’s so surprising about that?”

“It’s just… y’know… it’s Golf Ball ,” Liy stated, “Every other team thinks that TB is her only friend and no one knows why, considering TB is generally nice and GB is…”

“Extreme?”

“Yeah.”

TV sighed, “GB is friends with a bunch more than just TB, there’s obviously me, she gets along with Robot Flower, though she’s not competing this season sadly, she got along with 8-Ball a little before his elimination, she gets along with Coiny shockingly well, and same with Pin, it’s just she angers just as many people.”

“Like Snowball?”

“Like Snowball.”

“Anyway,” Liy started, changing the topic, “I found a box!”

“Oh dear…”

Liy put the box on the table and read the label aloud, “Love po-” upon reading that Liy immediately put the box back where she found it, TV nodded.

“Why does GB even have those?” TV asked.

“I don’t know and I don’t care, we don’t need a random love story subplot, we already have enough subplots.”

TV paused, as he suddenly heard the cries of fans everywhere, many sad, many happy, and then suddenly, they were all silent.

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Teardrop hid in a tree, staring down at the flame trying to find her, “TD this will be easier for both of us if you simply jump on me!”

TD glared at the former winner and picked up a pinecone with intent to throw it at him, she then saw the Flower Speaker Box staring at her from the corner of her eye, she grimaced and gently set the pinecone down, jumping to another tree.

Firey wasn’t the only member of the Winner’s Circle trying to get themselves hurt, as  David was playing real friendly with Dora, which greatly annoyed the island-eater.

“Dadadadadadada,” Dora beeped, picking up David and setting him away from her.

“Aw, seriously?”

“Dadadada.”

“That’s Dora for ‘Yes, seriously’,” Eggy translated.

Over with Gelatin, he was minding his business when he saw Fries reading something, completely ignorant to the 2nd-placer staring at those fries in him. Gelatin snuck over, and Fries gave a small smirk, turning a page of ‘Baiting Your Frenemies Monthly’, sadly, Gelatin realized what was happening.

“Oh right I can’t eat these,”  Gelatin audibly noted.

Fries growled and stood up, throwing his magazine to the side, a little into his walk, he was confronted by Tree.

“I saw that Fries, did you just try to get yourself killed for the challenge?”

“No, I tried to get myself injured for the challenge, big difference,” Fries explained.

“So eating your Fries actually does hurt you?”

“Yes! I wouldn’t be so defensive about it if it didn’t!”

Tree eyed his teammate, “So what would happen if you ate yourself?”

“Please don’t make me cannibalize myself.”

Tree didn’t respond, but he did call Pie over.

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“I feel like this is unnecessary,” Blocky commented.

Pen raised an eyebrow as he finished handcuffing Blocky to 2’s Hotel, “Bubble.”

“WHERE!?” Blocky shouted.

Eraser walked over to Pen, “I see you took care of the Blocky situation.”

“Yep, did you deal with Snowball?”

“Uh huh, he is currently dangling from the top of our ruins.”

“Sweet,” Eraser replied, walking away from the locked-up Funny Doer with Pen.

“Hey, have you seen Anchor and Lightning recently? Want to make sure Lightning doesn’t accidentally zap anyone,” Pen asked.

Eraser sighed, “No, and if we lose this challenge because one of those two throw it for the sake of the W.O.A.H. Bunch Again or something I’m gonna lose it.”

Over with Anchor and Lightning, they were having a calm conversation that will absolutely not have repercussions.

“I just think it’s overrated that’s all,” Anchor commented.

“I don’t know, it’s not the best designs but they have a nice glittery charm to them,” Lightning replied.

“Yeah, I guess they do, but I don’t know. I just don’t think Flower’s fashion line is that good, and her sweaters are just downright terrible in my opinion.”

“Oh, yeah, Flower’s sweaters are ugly, everyone agrees with that.”

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Flower looked away from the ladder she was stabilizing so Leafy could paint Spongy, “Someone just said their final words.”

Flower let go of the ladder and was about to dash off towards the offenders, before Leafy grabbed her, “Hey, Flower? Remember the challenge? Don’t hurt anyone?”

Flower nodded, “Yeah, yeah, but-”

“No buts, I want every member of our team to make it to episode 10!” Leafy exclaimed.

“Wow, that is… a little overzealous doncha think?” Flower asked.

Leafy awkwardly looked around, “Maybe, but * 8 Names Said At Once * managed to do it! And we have a couple of their former members! So I’m confident in us!”

“Yeah, yeah, I guess…”

Leafy looked at Flower, “C’mon, maybe helping me paint this will take your mind off of whoever just insulted you.”

Flower nodded, “Alright, where’s the yellow paint?”

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Bubble stood at a safe distance away from the handcuffed Blocky, with the biggest grin she could manage on her face, Blocky wasn’t as entertained.

“Well, well, well, looyk what we have here?” Bubble started.

Blocky stared at her, “Go on, come closer if you’re so cocky.”

“Oyo, sure, goyo ahead, poyp me. Loyse the challenge foyr your team, I invite yoyu toy Bloycky,” Bubble threatened.

The heated encounter was cut off by the sound of something hitting the hotel window, Blocky and Bubble turned to see Pencil staring at them through the window, visibly afraid, she mouthed the words “HELP ME” to the pair.

Suddenly, a particularly loud contestant was heard from in the Hotel.

“C’mOn PeNcIl, WhErE’d YoU gO? i HaVeN’t ShOwN yOu AlL mY nEw PrOdUcTs YeT!”

Pencil visibly pleaded to be let out.

Bubble awkwardly backed away from the building.

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Cloudy looked towards the skies to see Black Hole chilling in the stratosphere, absorbing clouds. The flying contestant grinned and began flying towards the event horizon, Dora saw this and began charging herself up.

Eggy noticed this and stared at her fellow Buffeter, entirely confused on what she was doing. After a few seconds, Dora quickly flew upwards and blocked Cloudy from going any farther.

Cloudy sighed, “Dora, I’m juzt trying to end thiz competition quickly, could you juzt let me pazz?”

Dora gave a negative beep.

Cloudy stared at her, “Alright, I can juzt pazz through you anyway,” then, Cloudy just passed right through her and continued flying to BH. Dora glared at the Crafter and flew to Black Hole, carrying him deep into space, she returned to Cloudy with a cocky grin.

“...Cheater.”

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Match looked around the playing field, at the pace this challenge was going, someone would break in about 2763 days.

She was not about to wait that long.

Match looked over to see Flower, making various faces of distress, clearly being affected by someone insulting her fashion line. She then turned to see Cloudy return from the skies, clearly his plan of flying into BH didn’t work.

But Flower didn’t know that.

Match stood up and walked over to Flower, sitting next to her, “Hey Flower, you okay?”

“Yeah, it’s just that someone keeps insulting my fashion line! And I can’t dropkick them into a parallel universe!”

“Why not?” Match deceitfully asked.

“Well the challenge is still going isn’t it?”

“No? Black Hole accidentally absorbed Cloudy and now All You Can Eat Buffet’s U.F.E. again,” Match lied, Pencil would be proud.

“Wait, so I can go dropkick whoever’s insulting my fashion line?” Flower questioned.

“Yep! Go ahead!”

Flower grinned and flew off into the distance, Match clapped her hands together, “And that’s how you take care of that.”

Over with Lightning and Anchor, they were still talking about Flower’s fashion line.

“I just think there’s too much glitter, y’know?” Anchor added.

“Yeah- Wait do you hear something?” Lightning asked.

Anchor turned to see a very angry Flower dashing towards him at bullet speed, her foot met his face and he was sent flying into a nearby mountain.

“...Ow,” Anchor groaned.

The Flower Speaker Box appeared nearby, “FINALLY! I thought this challenge would take forEVER! But, regretfully, the Winner’s Circle lost.”

“Wait what?” Flower questioned, “But Match said the challenge was over!”

“Did you hear me announce the challenge being over?”

“Well, no-”

“Then the challenge wasn’t over, guess Match just lied to you,” the speaker box explained, hopping away.

Flower gave a look that could kill right towards Match, who was unaware as Flower was 2763 miles away.

U.F.E. Team: Winner’s Circle

Members Up For Elimination: Firey, Leafy, Bubble, Flower, Gelatin, Lollipop, Profiley, Taco, Spongy, and David

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Anchor slept in the mountain that Flower had knocked him into, Lightning slept nearby. Anchor awoke after feeling himself move a little bit, then was naturally dislodged and fell down to the bottom of the mountain. Lightning was awoken by his shouting and looked down to see his friend falling, he cringed upon hearing the loud BANG of Anchor hitting the bottom.

Chapter Text

Bracelety rolled a yellow crayon over to Cake, who was trying to draw a picture of Loser.

“This is a lot harder than I thought it would be,” commented Clock, who was trying to do the same but for Winner.

“Yeah, fanart is a lot harder to make than you would first think, but it's still fun to make!” Bracelety replied, doodling a picture of Ice Cube.

“And you made how much of this before you joined BFB?” Cake asked.

“2763 unique drawings of Ice Cube winning BFDI!” Bracelety responded, “I was a just a recommended character back then, but I was always cheering for Icy! Ah, season 1 was great.”

“Really? You were an RC too?” Cake asked.

“Yep! It's nice that all of us got to compete too!"

“Well, not all of us,” Clock added, “There's probably over, like, 3000 nowadays.”

“Well, you know what I meant,” Bracelety replied, “All of the BFDI and BFDIA RCs making it in, it was a nice touch.”

“‘Cept for Evil Leafy though I doubt she really minds,” Cake commented.

A little away from the chat between the three fans, the grass depressed in the shape of footprints, somberly walking away from the actual contestants. The being paused, before etching a simple sentence into the dirt, then continuing to walk away.

“I was an RC too.”

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Book watched the rest of her team, Golf Ball was showing off some new invention, TV and TB were just sitting around her, Fanny sat a little off to the side, visibly listening to GB's ramblings, Puffball and Liy intently listened, and Roboty sat next to TV. Book sat away from the group, not really fitting in with her other teammates, she sighed, “I miss FreeSm-”

“Hey Book!” Nickel greeted.

“ar-AH oh hi Nickel,” Book anxiously replied.

“Let me guess, you want to be on a different team?” Nickel asked.

“N- ...No…”

“You very clearly do, you literally just said that you miss FreeSmart.”

“You heard that?”

“No, but you just confirmed that you said it.”

Book facepalmed.

“If it makes you feel better, I'm in the exact same wheelhouse.”

“Really?”

Nickel distantly stared over towards Balloony, Rocky, and Cloudy, who were having a picnic, “Yeah…”

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Taco blankly stared at Blocky, who was trying to gnaw off his handcuffs, which Pen and Eraser had left him in during the last challenge.

“You know, I could just go ask Pen for the key.”

Blocky grumbled something that was muffled through the metal.

Taco rolled her eyes and pushed Blocky's head backwards, away from the chain, “What?”

"I can get out of here by myself,” Blocky restated.

“Sure, sure, yeah, you're gonna chew through solid metal-”

Taco was cut off by Blocky chomping down on the chain, snapping it in two.

The food item stared at her friend, who gave a cocky smile.

“Since when?”

“Since now.”

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The Winner's Circle sat at the Pre-Split elimination area, Leafy rubbed her arm, “I can't help but feel like I jinxed it…”

“Don't sweat it,” Taco replied, “It's just chance, us losing is no one's fault in particular.”

“Except Flower,” Spongy snarked.

“Aw, Seriously?”

Flower shamefully looked away, Firey patted her shoulder, “Don't blame yourself, blame Match, I can light her for you later if you want.”

Flower beamed and devilishly nodded.

X stared at the contestants, “Alright, so, I'm noticing a lot of familiar faces right now, but, look on the bright side! You've all already been in the BRB so you should be kinda used to it!”

Gelatin looked at Flower, then Leafy, then David, “Yep, haha, all of us…”

“Anyway, we have a new record of voters with 7 this time around! Our prize today is a trophy with your initial carved in it, cause you all deserve it! To start things off, the original final three is safe!” X revealed, throwing the trophies to Firey, Leafy, and Bubble, no votes.

Leafy caught her trophy and handed it to Firey, who already had his, “Are you going to give me literally every prize you-”

“Yes.”

Bubble would've commented but she got popped by the trophy, Leafy grabbed the trophy and gave it to Firey.

“Next up, Lollipop and Gelatin are safe!” X claimed, throwing the trophies to the Newbie Alliance, no votes.

Flower noticed that X did BFDI's final 3 all at once but skipped her.

“And Taco is also safe!” X said, throwing the Mexican food her trophy, no votes.

Taco glanced over to Leafy, and tossed her trophy to her, Leafy looked at her, smiled, and placed it next to Firey. Leafy took a moment and noticed the initials carved into the trophies, B for Bubble, F for Firey, L for Leafy, and T for Taco, she then swiftly ran off and grabbed Marker, then used him to mess with the trophies.

“What are you doing?” Lollipop asked.

Leafy then smiled and placed the trophies back next to Firey, having changed the L to a D and the T to an I.

Firey glanced at them, “B-F-D-” he paused and glanced at Leafy, he chuckled, “Thanks, Leafy.”

Meanwhile, Profiley, Flower, David, and Spongy were anxiously awaiting the voting results.

X looked at the trophies, “One of your initials aren't on these trophies, let's see who it is.”

X reached over, put their hand on a trophy, and swiftly turned it around, revealing the letter F.

“Here you go Flower!” X commented, tossing Flower her trophy, 1 vote.

Flower gleefully placed it next to her.

X then juggled the next trophy, before tossing it to Profiley, revealing the letter P, Profiley was satisfied, 1 vote.

X then grabbed the last trophy, playfully tossing it in the air, obscuring the letter, and looked at David and Spongy, “So, one of you will be spinning for a very long time along with Camera…”

“It better be you,” Spongy groaned.

“Aw, Seriously?” David replied.

X then threw the trophy up into the air, and outstretched their hand, the trophy landed on their hand, revealing the letter on it.

D.

“Awwwww, Seriously?” David affectionately commented, catching his trophy, 1 vote.

Spongy sat there, aghast, with four votes (three if you don't count ‘Spog’), “I actually refuse to believe I got more votes than the contestant who can only say one thing.”

“NO!” David shouted.

“Well, that’s just the way it goes Spongy,” X replied, snapping their fingers, “Look on the brightside! You’ve already spent half a season in the BRB!”

“HOW IS THAT A-” Spongy snapped, before getting swept up the tractor beam and being sent to the BRB for the second time in his life.

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Basketball looked onward at her team, it was pretty clear that Remote, Lightning, and Anchor all wanted to join different teams. Blocky, Snowball, and to a lesser extent Pen and Eraser had pretty much opted to treat the four of them as a team. Lastly, Woody had really only talked with Blocky this whole time, and Blocky had also been hanging out with Taco more than the other team members minus his friends.

This left only BB and Grassy as the people actually trying to intertwine themselves with the team and Blocky was carrying Grassy everywhere.

So the sports equipment sat on the ground, looking at the teams, when Best Name Ever caught her eye.

BB sighed, things were so much easier when she was on Golf Ball's team-

“Nope, nope,” BB commented, snapping back to reality, “That's traitor talk, Golf Ball is a self-centered brat, why would anyone want to be her friend?” she asked to no one in particular, she then glanced back over to GB and saw TB and TV having a friendly chat with her.

BB glanced around, she looked around the playing field, “Alright, so my team is falling apart, and we're definitely going to lose if we can't work together… I need to get us an advantage,” she thought aloud. “Strongest advantage in this game is a good social element, of which none of my team has, ‘cept for Anchor but he's pretty much quit…”

BB groaned, “The second strongest advantage in this game is knowing what people think of each other but no one on my team knows anyone that they aren't directly friends with, I would kill to have, like, a viewer on my team or.. something...“ BB audibly noted, right as she said the last few words she saw Bracelety doodling another ‘GO ICE CUBE’ sign while her team argued in the distance.

BB smiled, “I just found my new best friend.”

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The teams sat around 2's Hotel, where the Puffball Speaker Box floated, announcing the challenge.

“How many of you have participated in talent shows?” the PSB asked, garnering a few murmurs, no one actually answered. “Well, first time for everything, because today you all will be showing me a performance! The best one you all can put on! I will judge your team's performance on a scale of 1-26, the team who gave the worst performance will be Up For Elimination, you have until midnight to prepare! Good luck!”

Puffball looked towards her team, “So, I know me better than anyone, and so I know what the speaker form of me likes too, we're going to need a lot of paint,” Puffball started, beginning to list things, TV kept track.

Fries turned to his team, “The only person who knows Puffball better than me is Puffball, so, do any of you have a vocoder and a microphone on hand?”

Loser was about to lead the team but was stopped before he started.

“I have 2763 ideas already,” Clapboard excitedly claimed, “I've also already narrowed it down to 3 good ideas so we're gonna have to decide which one to do,” with that, she placed a bunch of papers on the ground, each with different ideas on them.

Loser confusedly looked around, Boom Mic walked over, “Let her have this one, it's the only time she'll actually indulge in leading the team.”

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Bracelety absent-mindedly doodled onto the ground while Fries and Tree argued over the props for their performance. It wasn't actually a picture of Ice Cube this time, it was a picture of her, Cake, and Clock.

Basketball took advantage of her team being distracted and approached her, “Hey, Bracelety, how you doing?”

“Oh, hi Basketball! I'm doing fine, ...the rest of my team…”

“Isn't?”

“Yeah,” Bracelety bashfully answered, “but Icy is still the best!”

“I figured,” BB replied, chuckling, “My team isn't faring much better to be fair,” she gestured to her team, who still didn't have an idea on what to do.

“Yeah, at least your team can compromise,” she responded, looking over at Black Hole.

“Oh, yeah, y'know the whole Fries vs. Black Hole thing spread to the other teams?”

“Really? They argue that loudly?”

“It's more Remote and Liy paying attention and telling everyone else whether they want to hear it or not.”

“Oh, that's funny,” Bracelety replied.

“Yeah, anyway, I should probably get back to my team before I get labelled a traitor like Anchor, nice talking to you,” BB said, walking off.

“You too!” Bracelety gleefully responded.

Golf Ball, from a distance, spectated the conversation, before cautiously walking away, “...Bracelety? She's trying to be friends with Bracelety? ...What's she planning?”

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Lollipop wandered around the field, Leafy and Flower had pretty much entirely taken over the planning stage, and she had been designated backstage along with David and Bubble. So she really didn't have to do anything until midnight, it was then she saw Cut x3's planning.

Boom Mic and Bomby were measuring the dimensions of PSB's stage, having a friendly chat in the meantime, Lollipop listened in.

“-'s just nice to not have to lead, y'know?” Boom Mic asked.

“Yeah, I get that, though it isn't great to have someone bossing you around constantly in my opinion,” Bomby replied, drawing the curtains.

“Eh, depends on who we're talking about, like, if we're talking about Golf Ball or something then yeah, it sucks, unless you're friends with her she leans on control freak, but if it's someone like Stapy or Clappy it's fine,” Mic replied, measuring the curtains.

“I agree except for Golf Ball, she's fine if you don't actively antagonize her, she's off-putting, yeah, but I'd take her over, say, Lollipop.”

“Really?” BM asked, drawing back the curtains.

“Yeah, people who only speak in sarcasm are insufferable in my opinion, it's why I liked Team Ice Cube, everyone was very direct and clear, even if they were kind of mean.”

“Ah, yeah, Firey Jr.?”

“Yep, even if he was kind of a jerk he was at least very clear with what he thought, there was no guesswork… y'know I've actually always thought we were too hard on him when he got eliminated.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, like, he was mean but down to the point of claiming he never contributed anything? And saying ‘Good Riddance’ upon his elimination? ...Nah I'm not a fan,” Bomby explained, drawing the tape measure across the floor.

“Hm, well, I never knew him so I can't comment.”

“Yeah, yeah, that's fair, anyway, we should probably get back to Clappy, we got the measurements,” Bomby claimed, drawing the tape measure back.

“Oh, right,” Boom Mic replied, picking up a clipboard and handing it to Bomby, who wrote some numbers down on it.

Lollipop offendedly walked away, grumbling something.

She wasn't the only one who overheard that conversation however, because in the Announcer's office, a certain flame overheard that on the cameras.

Jr. nodded, “Nice to know someone appreciates me.”

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Clapboard oversaw the production of the performance they were planning, they had decided on doing a new interpretation of a rather famous play. It was about one of the founders of Yoylecity, and all the events leading up to them getting killed by a politician they screwed over repeatedly, it was similar but they removed all the musical numbers because no one can beat the original performance.

Winner awkwardly approached Clapboard, “Hey… Clapboard, can we talk?”

“Hm? Oh, yes, what do you need Winner?”

“Well, I just noticed you cast me in the play…”

“...Yeah? Is there a problem?” Clapboard asked.

“It's just... I… y'know… don't really like performing?” Winner stated, “The cameras, the audience, I was just never a big fan…”

“Oh,” Clapboard replied, “Well, that's okay, let's just, hmmm.”

Winner anxiously looked to the ground, “I mean, it's fine, I can just-”

“No no no,” Clapboard cut off, “I'm not forcing someone to do something they don't want to, plus, even from a practical standpoint if someone doesn't want to do something they usually perform worse, so there's no point in forcing you to act… y'know what, why don't you help Mic and Bomby backstage?”

“Really?”

“Yeah, an extra hand back there is always welcomed, it's still a stressful position and the performance relies on it, but pretty much every position is like that,” Clapboard explained.

“Oh, uh, thanks then!”

“Yeah, I think currently they're over at the hotel trying to get some props from 2, you can go over and help them.”

“Alright, thanks Clappy!” Winner thanked, running off towards 2's hotel.

Clapboard looked back at her clipboard, “Alright, so now I need a new actor…” she mumbled to herself, before seeing Clock idly walking around, “Hey! Clock! Want to pretend-shoot Loser?”

Clock looked at her, “Sure, why not?”

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Donut placed a box next to Pin, “Here's all the rocks you asked for.”

“Thanks, oh, uh, by the way, did you ever tell your old BFB team about the whole Jr. situation?”

Donut looked down, “Nah, haven't got the chance, probably should though, you know where the Winner's Circle is?”

“Uh, over near the bridges from the 2nd challenge, though, I wouldn't jump the gun too quickly, I mean, it could just be a misunderstanding,” Pin suggested.

Donut nodded, “Maybe, but it's better for them to know and be wrong then not know and be right, right?”

“Right, it would make it easier if we could get an honest answer from the Announcer but no way is he telling us anything about how the show is made,” Pin lamented.

“Yeah,” Donut replied, starting to walk away, “It would be so much simpler if one of us was just in The Room Where It Happened,” after that, he turned and walked towards the Winner's Circle.

Upon reaching the Final 14-ilists, Donut looked around to see what was going on, Leafy and Flower were designing what the set would look like, Taco and Profiley were costume designers, and, most importantly, Gelatin and Firey were sitting around doing nothing. 

Donut casually approached Gelatin, "Hey, I need to talk to you, it's important.”

“How important?” Gelatin asked, “‘Cause right now the only thing that's important is my relaxation.”

“Good For You, but this is actually really important and it involves you.”

“Alright, alright,” Gelatin conceded, standing up and following Donut, until the two were a while away from the rest of the Winner's Circle, “This better actually-”

“-Be important,” Donut finished, “Yes, yes it is, remember those letters that we were all sent at the beginning of the season?”

“More or less, yeah, mine came with a free pepper shaker, for some reason,” Gelatin commented, feeling a breeze, “Did you feel that-”

“-Chill too, yeah, yeah, Gelatin, focus, this is about Firey Jr.”

That caught Gelatin's attention, “What?”

“Back during the reverse-race, me and the rest of the W.O.A.H. Bunch Again found a box filled with applications to join BFB from the RCs.”

“And they chose Clapboard, Boom Mic, Camera, Anchor, and VHSy?”

“Yeah, well, in that box were two response letters from Firey Jr. and Robot Flower, I will repeat that, response letters, as in they were already sent letters asking them to join by the hosts,” Donut explained.

“Wow, that is... Odd,” Gelatin replied.

“Yeah, it is, me and Barf Bag wanted to tell all the former Team Ice Cube members about this, maybe Golf Ball and Basketball about Robot Flower too, I was going to go tell Naily and Bomby about it if you want to tell Bracelety.”

Gelatin nodded, “Yeah, I can do that.”

“Cool, oh, and two more things,” Donut replied, beginning to walk away, “Firstly, keep in mind this could all be one big misunderstanding, and secondly, do not tell any host about this.”

“Gotcha, see ya’ Donut.”

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Book sat on a hill, spectating the competition, overall, everyone's acts seemed to be coming around pretty well, she was specifically excited for the performance she saw Cut x3 prepping for.

Match walked up behind Book, lightly sighing, she had meant to talk to Bubble for a while but it kept being put off. So, she decided to at least talk to one of the alternates, that's some progress at least.

“Like, hey Book,” Match greeted.

Book jumped a little, before turning to look at her former teammate, “Oh, hi Match…”

Match sat down next to her, “Y'know, I think I've finally, like, decided my least favorite thing about the Alliance, like, shattering.”

Book was caught off guard, “W… What's that?”

“Golf Ball was, like, actually right.”

Book chuckled a little bit.

Match nodded, “I agree it is, like, funny but it's, like, true, back in BFDIA she said, like, no Alliance should ever exceed 3 or 4 members, otherwise everyone will, like, turn on each other eventually.”

“Huh,” Book replied, “Think we should've listened?”

Match stared into the distance, before shaking her head, “No, cause even if we did, like, break up it was still, like, fun while it lasted, I'm sure even, like, Ice Cube and Bubble would, like, agree.”

Book nodded in agreement, “I kinda’ wish I joined iance back in BFB.”

“Like, really?”

“Yeah, I messed up, so, ridiculously badly on *8 Names Said At Once* and now everyone who was formerly friends with me hates me, especially Ice Cube…”

Match stared at her, “Not, like, everyone.”

Book glanced at her.

“I, like, don't hate you.”

Book softly smiled, “Thanks Match.”

Match laid on her back, “Though I don't think, like, joining iance would've been, like, the best idea.”

“Why?”

“Well for starters me and Pencil made Bubble, like, hate us.”

“Oh… right…”

“I guess both of us, like, messed things up for our team…”

“Yeah I… I guess we did,” Book agreed, laying back on the grass.

Match stared into space, before closing her eyes, “I can't believe I'm about to, like, say this.”

Book turned to face her, confused.

“Wanna, like, reform the Alliance?”

Book sat up, “What?”

“Well, like, I just thought that we could, like, both help each other make things up with, like, Ice Cube and Bubble…” Match explained, regretting offering that.

Book paused, pondering the possibilities, Match anxiously awaited a response.

After a few minutes, the dictionary (you better believe it!) gave her response.

Book nodded with a smile, “Okay, yeah, we can try that.”

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Remote pushed a prop barrel towards Basketball, who had taken charge of the team, doing her best to put on a performance. The robot looked around, it was hard to place, but it felt like her team had forgotten something…

Meanwhile, at the Funny Doer's base, Snowball was still hanging from the ceiling after being restrained last challenge. He looked around, “Eraser? Pen? Blocky? Hellooooo?”

A beam of light then peaked through the walls of the ruins, and shined directly into Snowball's side, he felt himself begin to melt.

“Oh no.”

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8-Ball rolled towards his team, “I looked at the script and I'm not so sure if this'll work.”

“Really? What's wrong with it?” Ruby asked.

“Well I'm noticing several plot holes, some words are misspelled, overall there's just a lot of mistakes, I'd expect this from a middle schooler.”

Marker began awkwardly walking away.

“Well, it'll probably be fine,” Stapy stated, taking a break from practicing his lines, “We don't need to be perfect, we just need to be better than someone else.”

“And are we sure that's going to happen with this script?”

Stapy then pointed over to All You Can Eat Buffet, who couldn't agree on what colors the outfits will be.

8-Ball glanced at them, “Fair point but it's better to be safe than sorry.”

“I understand your complaints but none of us really care to be honest,” Stapy replied, being brutally honest.

8-Ball offendedly gasped, before glaring at his teammates and rolling away, “When we lose I'll be laughing when you get eliminated.”

“I'm sure you will,” Stapy responded, paying half-attention.

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“Mid-day warning, if you haven't started rehearsing I would start doing it now! ” The PSB announced, “ And to make things more interesting, a random member of the team that gets second-to-last will receive a Win Token to delete half their votes!”

“We're bringing those back?” Puffball asked, “I thought deleting half of someone's votes was unfair or whatever.”

“This is the only Win Token we'll be giving out this season, use it wisely!”

Pin gleefully looked towards her team, who were shaking their heads no, “We're not risking elimination so you can add to your Win Token collection Pin,” Gaty stated, “I don't know about you but I'm Not A Loser.”

“Awww.”

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“Cut!” Clapboard yelled, stopping the rehearsal, “I hate to be nitpicky, but you're a little too quiet Clock.”

“Oh, uh, sorry,” Clock replied.

“Also you said the line wrong, it's ‘Talk less, smile more’.”

“Gotcha, sorry.”

“It's fine,” Clappy comforted, “Just remember that for the performance, make mistakes during the rehearsal so you don't make them when we're being judged.”

“Are you sure there's nothing we can use as a table?” Loser asked, gesturing to the lack of table in the center of the chairs the backstage trio had gotten.

“I got nothing,” Clappy replied.

“You can use me!” Naily replied, being a spectator.

“You want us to use you as a table?” Boom Mic asked.

“Sure! Watch,” Naily responded, walking into the center of the area and stabbing herself into the ground, working as a table.

“That'll work,” Clapboard noted, “but when we're on the stage I doubt the Puffball Speaker Box will let us put a hole in the stage.”

“I could go get a flower pot or something?” Winner offered.

“That might work, get back soon.”

“On it,” Winner replied, running back to 2's hotel.

Cake walked up behind Clapboard, “You're doing pretty well!”

“Thank you!” Clappy replied, “I usually direct stuff anyway, it's not that bad.”

“Yeah, I'm not that good at telling people to do stuff, I end up just cracking under pressure Non-Stop.”

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Pie carried a bunch of different top hats towards her team, Bracelety was going to do a magic act alongside Fries’ act and insisted upon having the perfect hat. Pie wasn’t complaining as it gave her an excuse to get away from her team, she took a moment and saw Fries and Tree in an argument, she sighed, set the top hats down next to Bracelety’s newest sign (This one was actually about Basketball and not Icy, weird) and walked off to go hang out with a different team.

She was going to hang out with Remote but she was nowhere to be found, when she asked Basketball about it, all that she got was grumbles saying “She’s too good for this team apparently,” and that she “wants to rejoin your stupid team.”

Pie, while normally apprehensive to the idea of letting a quitter back into the team, did want Remote back on Death P.A.C.T. and decided to find her later.

Instead, she chose to hang out with one of the other former DP members.

Pie approached the light switch, “Hey, Liy, my team’s been arguing for the past hour, can I just sit with you instead? Please?”

Liy dismissively waved, “Ah, sure, it’s not like we’re doing anything.”

“Really?”

Liy then pointed behind her towards Puffball, who was taking care of literally every single part of her act by herself.

“Ah, gotcha,” Pie replied, sitting down.

“Yeah, hey, how’s Tree been doing? Just out of curiosity.”

“He’s been trying to keep the team focused but Black Hole doesn’t want to cooperate with Fries at all, Fries has been trying to get Black Hole to forgive him-”

“Sounds like Book,” Liy joked.

The actual Book walked behind them, “Why am I the go-to example of Team Conflict? Other teams have had arguments too…”

Pie pretended she didn't hear that, “Anyway, Fries has been trying to get Black Hole to forgive him, and managed to annoy Dora and Eggy in the process, so now he's pretty much only getting along with Icy.”

“Aw, shame,” Liy replied, “You gonna try to get along with him anytime soon?”

“Hopefully, it's not exactly a good thing, y'know, having your team split in two?”

Liy laughed, “Yeah, I can imagine, so, who do you think's gonna lose the challenge?”

“Definitely not either of us, that's for sure,” Pie responded, “You have Puffball and Fries knows her the second best, if Black Hole would stop antagonizing him we would've been done an hour ago,” Pie punctuated the sentence by pointing to Black Hole, arguing with Fries.

Liy nodded, “I thought Black Hole was supposed to be the calm one.”

“Same,” Pie replied, “Anyway, I should probably go back to them before they notice I'm gonna, nice chat.”

“You too, seeya’.”

Pie nodded and went back to her team.

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Coiny wandered around the playing field, “Anybody Have A Map? We need it for our performance.”

He then met eyes with Firey, holding a prop treasure map.

“Firey.”

“Coiny.”

After a brief moment of silence, Coiny tried to snatch the map from Firey, who was pulling it back towards him.

“You're still so dumb!” Firey yelled.

“And you're still so easy to slap!” Coiny replied, slapping the flame.

Firey slapped back and before you could say ‘Running Gag’ the duo's tussle Upgraded into a full-on slap fight.

By the end of the fight, they were both exhausted, and Coiny was holding the map.

Leafy walked over to the prop counter and saw the aftermath of the slap fight, “What'd I Miss?”

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“Alright you Pitiful Children!” Basketball yelled at her team, “We need to start working double time, it's nighttime and we haven't even started rehearsing!”

“We Know, BB,” Blocky replied, “We've been waiting on you to make up your mind for about 3 hours.”

“The color scheme is a very important part of any performance!”

Blocky rolled his eyes.

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“This performance has Twisted itself into the worst thing I've ever seen,” 8-Ball commented, after watching the Crafter's first rehearsal.

“Wow, would you, like, look at that, nobody, like, asked,” Match sarcastically replied.

“I'm telling you, we're gonna fail,” 8-Ball restated.

“We'll be fine,” Stapy dismissively replied.

“Just you Wait For It, we're going to crash and burn, and I'm not in the mood to lose My Shot at winning Dream Island because you all refuse to revise-”

“Nobody cares, 8-Ball,” Foldy cut off, "You might not remember, but you only got on this team ‘cause nobody else wanted you.”

8-Ball glared at her, mumbled “Should’ve taken My Shot at re-joining Golf Ball’s team,” and rolled off once again.

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Anchor sat on a cliff next to Lightning, having no role in the performance they decided to just chill out. Eraser saw this and sighed once again, walking over to the two friends.

“Alright listen up you two,” Eraser started, catching the duo’s attention, “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but this isn’t a Two-Player Game, you have a team, and you have to work with them.”

“Well technically-” Lightning started.

“Be quiet,” Eraser cut off, “Our entire team is falling apart because no one wants to be on this team apparently, so I’m asking that at least you two help with a challenge when asked, regardless of whether or not you like the person asking you, deal?”

Anchor sighed, but nodded, “Alright.”

Suddenly, the trio heard a massive boom behind them, they turned to see their props on fire, “WHAT ON EARTH JUST HAPPENED!?” Basketball yelled.

“WHY WOULD YOU GET REAL GUNPOWDER!?” Blocky retorted, “I THOUGHT THIS WAS JUST BLACK DUST OR SOMETHING, WHY WOULD YOU LET US HANDLE ACTUAL EXPLOSIVES!?”

“WELL NOW WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO YOU ABSOLUTE DUMBA-”

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“EVERYBODY, IT IS NOW MIDNIGHT! ” The FSB announced, “ PUT YOUR SCRIPTS DOWN! EVERYONE COME TO MY THEATRE!”

Gaty sighed, “Let’s hope this goes well.”

“It probably will,” Bell comforted.

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The W.O.A.H. Bunch Again was the first team onstage and their act was pretty much composed of literally any idea they could think of. Coiny and Pin performed a little treasure-hunting based comedy sketch, it wasn’t absolutely hysterical though it was fine. Saw managed to paint a picture of Gaty using chopsticks to hold the brush which is honestly pretty impressive. Lastly, Needle juggled knives to fill space, one did end up being flung into the audience, it blew up Pie, causing angry grumbles from Fries.

At the end of the act the PSB revealed her score, “This was incredibly unfocused and it’s pretty clear you all just threw as many ideas to the wall and hoped some stuck, but, it was all mildly entertaining, 17/26.”

“I’ll take it,” Donut commented.

“Alright then,” the PSB started, “let’s keep this ball rolling! Next up is Funny Doings International, start wherever you’re ready.”

Basketball looked backstage, “Alright, so, we have no act, one of you do something, if we get higher then a 0 you’re overachieving.”

Blocky nodded, “I got this, I know exactly what to do to make us stand out!”

Basketball took a second to stare at him, “You do that.”

Blocky then walked out onstage, and pulled a bunch of flash cards out of his pocket, “What do sprinter’s eat before a race?”

“...”

“Nothing, they fast.”

Basketball stared at him, aghast, Remote walked away from the stage.

“What happens when you see a ship wreck?”

Firey blinked.

“You let it sink in.”

“Wow, he really isn’t getting the hint,” Anchor commented.

“I’ll go throw out Blocky’s stuff,” Pen stated, prepping for elimination.

“What did the teacher do with the student’s report on cheese?”

Fries coughed.

“She grated it.”

2763 jokes later.

“What do you get a man with the heart of a lion?”

The entire crowd had tuned him out on joke #1273.

“A lifetime ban from the zoo.”

The PSB chuckled at that one.

“Alright that was my last joke,” Blocky revealed.

“OH THANK THE ARTIST!” Foldy yelled.

The PSB stared at him, “You all get a 2/26, because I appreciate the commitment and that last joke was a little funny.”

“Thank you,” Blocky replied, bowing.

“Don’t bow like you did something impressive,” Eggy commented.

The PSB turned to where the W.O.A.H. Bunch Again was seated, “I, am so, so sorry, I thought that there would be a high bar of quality today, I gave everyone 24 hours for this, I thought your mediocrity would be the worst to be honest, I see now I was, sorely, mistaken.”

Coiny nodded, “They had 24 hours and it amounted to really bad stand-up…”

PSB turned back to the stage, “Please, I am begging you, Buffeters, you’re up next, do something and I promise you, you will get a higher score than that .”

Bracelety put on a rather impressive magic act, to the point where even the sports balls couldn't figure out how she somehow managed to fit Tree in a top hat. PSB would've already given the act a 18/26 but then Fries managed to paint a perfect picture of Puffball and the PSB using a glitter bomb, netting them a score of 24/26 (PSB thought Bracelety's voice was annoying and deducted two points for it).

After the performance, Basketball met Bracelety backstage.

“Hey, Bracelety, nice magic act,” BB genuinely complimented.

“Oh, thank you! I worked pretty hard on it!”

“I could tell, anyway, so, did any of your team help with that? Other than being assistants?”

Bracelety thought for a second, “Besides Pie giving me this top hat not really.”

“Hm, guess they just don't appreciate your talents,” BB claimed, “Like, how often have they actually made time to hang out with you?”

“Well, back during the whole bridge challenge me and Icy pranked Blocky!”

“Uh huh, yeah, Bracelety, the bridge challenge was 3 months ago .”

Bracelety paused, “Really?”

“Yeah, and if that was the last time your team hung out with you, then… it just seems like they don't care about you.”

Bracelety stayed silent as Basketball walked away.

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Marker and Stapy got booed off stage after their act, 8-Ball smugly congratulated himself for knowing the act would suck.

“2/26!” the PSB shouted, “I GAVE YOU ALL AN ENTIRE DAY, HOW!?”

Match paused and turned to Foldy, standing nearby, “That means we're tied with F.D.I., who's gonna lose?”

Next up was an obvious 26/26 from Best Name Ever, Puffball knew her own taste pretty well and the color overload of a performance got a very quick perfect score. The performance would've caused seizures if one were to view it, which is why Woody is currently being wheeled out of the theatre on a stretcher, he didn't experience a seizure he was just afraid someone else would experience one and the stress caused a heart attack.

Blocky glared at Puffball, who awkwardly floated away while whistling.

Winner's Circle was up next, and their performance was exceedingly bland, not bad, just boring. The team actually thought so too, considering how half of them had fallen asleep backstage. One of these members was Firey, who leaned against one of the walls, completely unconscious, he began sliding down the wall, falling near a shelf. One of the sparks from his infinite flame flew off of him and hit a nearby candle used as a prop, igniting it. He hit the ground, waking himself up, he checked to see if he broke anything, he then laid on the ground, dozing off.

At the end of the performance the team got a 13/26, not great but at least it's not a 2/26.

“Alright, it's time for the moment we've all been waiting for, the only team with actual directors and performers on it, Cut Cut Cut, you're the last team up.”

The announcement was met with immediate applause, considering how the other performances had set a low bar of quality.

Price Tag peaked behind the curtains, anxious, before turning back to Clapboard, “I didn't realize there were so many contestants .”

Clapboard glanced at them, “You'll be fine, you did amazingly during rehearsals, you'll be great.”

PT sat on a prop crate and stared at the ground, “I don't know if I can do this…”

Clapboard stared at them, putting her clipboard on the ground, she sat on the crate next to them, “Hey, Pricey, don't think about it too hard.”

“That's kinda difficult…”

“I know,” Clappy comforted, “And I understand, just… ignore the crowd, they don't matter, they aren't the ones performing, who are they to complain anyway? Some of them didn't even break 10 points!”

Taggy chuckled.

“So, just ignore them, ignore their input, ignore their judgement, only you, Loser, and Clock matter right now, got it?”

Price Tag nodded, “Okay, yeah, I'll try my best, thanks, Clappy.”

Clapboard smiled, “You'll blow ‘em out of the water, you're on in 10.”

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As entirely predicted, the performance was going great, everyone was performing to their heart's content, Naily performing as various props and Cake's costuming was doing wonders.

Though… it's not the stage that matters right now, it's the backstage.

Bomby, Mic, and Winner were handling the lights, the curtains, everything, currently it was a bit of a mid-show break for the performers, which meant break time for the backstage trio as well. Bomby absentmindedly leaned back on a wall, not really paying full attention.

A shame, considering his fuse swept past the candle Firey lit and began burning.

Bomby, feeling a part of him burst into flames, went into full panic mode and ran to the other operators. He interrupted them eating dinner and revealed his flaming fuse, “APROPCANDLELITMYFUSE!” he exclaimed.

Winner spit out their drink and began looking for a solution, they got an idea and grabbed the lit fuse with their hand, seemingly putting out, the two sighed.

Mic stared at the now-wet ground, “Y'know you could've just used that drink to put him out-”

Mic was cut off by the duo freaking out, as Winner's hand hadn't put out Bomby. Mic turned to see Clapboard walking over, he freaked out, running next to Bomby, hiding his lit fuse behind him.

Clappy looked up to the trio, “Show’s resuming real soon, get into position, thanks,” after that, she walked away.

Mic turned to the other two and whispered, “Clap has finally found her footing as a leader and I don't think she'd react well to one of her stagehands being a lit explosive that could total her performance.”

“Whatarewesupposedtodo!?” Bomby whisper-yelled.

“I'll handle the work,” Winner offered, “You two, find a way to put him out!”

“Gotcha.”

“Onit!”

Winner climbed up to operate the lights and curtains, Mic instantly began scavenging the set, Bomby tried to help, but it was hard cause his lit fuse could still light other things on fire. Bomby tried blowing on his fuse to stop it but that didn't work, Mic found a bucket of water and splashed it on Bomby, which defused the fuse… which then immediately relit.

“WHAT!?” Mic quietly screamed.

“NailyandPriceTagthoughtitwouldbefunnyiftheyreplacedmyfusewithatrickcandleitwasfunnybackthenbutnotsomuchnow!” Bomby explained.

Mic groaned, “How do you even put out trick candles? And how did they do that?”

“Idon'tknowandIdon'tknowIwasasleepwhentheydidit!”

Mic sighed and scavenged through more props, Bomby followed suit, the living nuke found a pair of scissors, cutting off his fuse, the duo sighed in relief… then the lit fuse hit the floor, igniting a box, which caused a spark to fly off, reigniting Bomby.

“Oh come on!” Mic whisper-snapped.

Bomby paused, it felt like he knew a very poppable person who said that phrase in another life.

Winner looked down at the duo, they hopped down and tried to help find a solution.

Bomby snapped, and looked at Winner, “Igiveupjustthrowmeasfarawayfromthetheatreasyoucan!”

Winner cringed, “Won't that kill you!?”

“Yesbutdeathischeap!” Bomby said “It'llhurtbutatleastClapwillgetherperformance!”

Winner stared at him, trying to think of another way out, before sighing, they picked up Bomby, and threw them as far away from the theatre as possible, Winner and Mic awkwardly glanced at each other, then back at the flying explosive.

When Bomby landed he hadn't blown up yet, but was very close to doing it, he sighed in relief, seeing the theatre far behind him, he then looked back in front of him to see Lollipop staring at him.

“Youmightwannagomyfuseislit!” he exclaimed.

Lollipop raised an eyebrow and put her foot on him, “People who only speak in sarcasm are insufferable huh?”

Bomby's face fell.

Lollipop reeled her foot back, “I'll show you insufferable ,” with that, she kicked Bomby back across the playing field, he landed through the ceiling and into the crowd, scaring the PSB and Clapboard, Loser, Clock, Naily, and Price Tag, who were all on stage.

By the time everyone had realized what happened, Bomby's fuse ran out and he blew the theatre to smithereens.

When the dust settled, Clappy crawled out from under some rubble, she looked over to see an unconscious Winner and Boom Mic, where backstage used to be. 

Naily stood up, “Was that * cough * Bomby?”

The PSB began ominously floating into the air.

“Who. Was. That.”

Barf Bag sat up, “Looked like Bomby…”

The PSB then yelled, “X! GET OVER HERE! N O W! ”

X then appeared next to the Speaker Box, who got in their face, “Recover whoever just blew up. Right. Now.”

X did as was told and recovered Bomby, who grasped his head upon recovery, “I hate this stupid… fuse…” he slowed his speech upon seeing the PSB staring at him.

“What team are you on.”

Bomby looked around, “Um… uh… well-”

“What. Team.” the PSB growled.

Bomby anxiously looked back at his team, “I- Uh-”

“Our team,” Clapboard cut off, “He's on our team.”

The PSB stared at the entire team, “ 0 POINTS! YOU TOTALLED MY *EXPLICIT* THEATRE! YOU LOSE! I WOULD ELIMINATE ALL OF YOU IF I COULD! “

Clapboard glanced over to where Bomby was, but he was already gone.

U.F.E. Team: Cut Cut Cut

Members Up For Elimination: Camera , Clapboard, Boom Mic, Loser, Winner, Cake, Clock, Naily, Price Tag, and Bomby

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Bomby was near a pond, close to crying after that blunder, he looked at his reflection, seeing his fuse, he angrily tore it out of his head, and was met with it regenerating back immediately. He kept staring at his reflection, before breaking down into tears, throwing his fuse into the pond, it promptly sank.

Boom Mic watched him from a distance, he was about to comfort him, before silently backing away, leaving Bomby to his somber silence.

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Loser, Winner, Cake, Clock, Naily, and Price Tag all sat in Cut x3's ruins, awaiting the elimination after the next two weeks. Clapboard walked into the ruins, and looked at the 6 contestants, who all glanced at her.

She simply gave a soft smile and said, “Good job today guys,” then walked away.

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Pen walked into his team's base, satisfied with the results of the challenge, he walked through the middle of the ruins, and stepped on a puddle. He confusedly looked at his wet foot, then looked up to see where it came from, and saw a rope hanging from the ceiling, he froze.

Eraser walked into the base and saw Pen staring straight up, “Pen? Buddy? What happened?”

“We never freed Snowball.”

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Pencil flipped through channels, with her tablet sat next to her, Camera was watching with her with distant screaming in the background.

“Give me a second,” Camera asked, before turning away from the tablet, “SPONGY! SHUT UP ALREADY! IT'S NOT THAT BAD!”

“Spongy got sent to the BRB?”

“Yep,” Camera confirmed, “Which means someone's joining VHSy in the E.X.I.T. pretty soon.”

“Hm, honestly, I think we lucked out on that, E.X.I.T.’s pretty bad,” Pencil claimed.

“Eh, it couldn't've been that bad, it was just algebra right?”

“Well… yeah, but it was hosted by 4 .”

Camera cringed, “Oh, right, forgot about that…”

“So where do the eliminations stand right now? I think it's me and Yellow Face in the Hotel, you and Spongy in the BRB, and VHSy in the E.X.I.T.”

“Pillow's in the TLC,” Camera reminded.

“Oh, right, forgot she was ever even in this game to be honest.”

The eliminated leaders were interrupted by 2 making preparations by teleporting into the hotel.

Pencil looked at them, “What're you doing.”

2 smiled, “Something you'll really like…”

Pencil blinked, “That's ominous…”

2 looked around, “Heyyy… where's Yellow Face?”

Meanwhile, in the basement of the Hotel, YF was locked in a closet, blocked by a dresser, “PeNcIl? TwO? hElLo?”

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Balloony gently balanced Rocky on top of Cloudy, “Okay, it should be good to go.”

“Alwight, weady Wogy?”

Rocky made a noise of approval.

“Alwight, here we go!” with that, Cloudy shot into the air, carrying Rocky with him, “Ziz iz what the zgy loogz lige from high up!”

Rocky was entranced by the magnificent aerial view he was getting.

“Bulleh!” Rocky said, barfing over Cloudy.

He looked down, “I hope zat didn't hit anyone…”

(It did but it was just David, no need to worry)

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Most of Cut x3 sat at the elimination area, while 4 ominously looked at them, counting, “..6, 7, 8… who's missing?”

Naily looked at the contestants, before sighing, “It's Bo-”

Before she could finish, the team heard footsteps, they looked over to see Bomby, his eyes were slightly red, he was barely even picking up his feet to walk, his fuse was frayed, and he wasn't even looking anyone in the eyes, he slowly walked over to an empty stand and sat on it, staring at nothing but the floor.

The entire team gave an awkward silence.

4 gave an awkward cheer.

“Woo! All of you are here now! And one of you will be getting the boot! How fun~"

So much of Bomby's energy had left him at that point that he couldn't even give a melodramatic sigh.

“Your prize today will be expired tickets to different musicals! I've never watched any of these but I thought it was fitting! First one safe is Clapboard!”

Clapboard caught her ticket and looked at it, then looked back at 4, revealing it was an expired ticket to a showing of the musical they based their performance on, no votes, “You're cruel.”

“I am!” 4 agreed, “Anyway, Cake, Winner, you're safe as well!”

The duo caught their prizes, glanced at each other, then turned to look the other way, Winner got a ticket to a musical about taking things from the villain's perspective and seeing how they were a little right, Cake got one about the dead lovers of a former king, no votes.

“Boom Mic is safe!”

The audio equipment caught his ticket, then looked at it, it read Among-

He threw the ticket away, no votes.

“Price Tag is safe too!”

Taggy caught their prize, no votes, before looking at Bomby and Naily, prizeless, and in the final 4.

“Bomby! You may have totalled the theatre, directly causing your team's loss, ruining all of Cake's handiwork in making costumes, injuring just about every contestant, and dashing the chances of Clapboard ever being able to work with celebrities or putting on her dream performance-”

Bomby's heart sank with every added insult.

“-but you're safe anyway!”