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2025-06-04
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OBJECT SHOW ONESHOTS |`⁚⁕

Summary:

request characters and topics i make it happen (❁´◡`❁)

Chapter 1: request page! | open!

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this i will do:

-romance
-character x character
-reader x character
-OC x character
-platonic
-angst
-dark topics

things i will not do

-smut

things you might wanna know

i am a bit of a beginner in the sense that i make spelling mistakes (im dyslexic) and i do lose motivation pretty fast so sorry.

Chapter 2: test tube x candle x microphone

Summary:

Test tubes been neglecting her health and candle and microphone decide they've had enough

Notes:

i wrote at like 6 in like the morning so i kept reading microphone as microwave, anywho women ❤️❤️

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

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requested by; R04dk1ll_T4zt3z_G00d

test tube sat in her lab messing with her equipment doing god knows what but she'd been at it for hours maybe even days who knows definitely not test tube. she had a dropper filled with liquid of some sort as she went to drip it into the beaker she heard a voice ring our behind her  "Test tube! you've been here for days!" microphone yelled at test tube causing her drop the liquid onto the floor that was littered with energy drinks, test tube sighed  "its fine microphone." test tube said rubbing her temples "but its not fine, dear.." candle said not far behind microphone "great so your both here.." test tube said annoyed. as she picked up an almost empty can off the ground drinking out of it, microphone snatched it out of her hand  "you don't know how long that's been there" microphone said rotating it as too see the expiry date "its expired!" microphone grumbled. 
"what microphone is trying to say is its time for you to get out of your lab." candle said grabbing test tubes hand making her put the dropper down to hold candles hand, microphone turned on a near by light causing test tube to squint at the sudden light, you could see the dark circles under her eyes making candle sigh "come on dear we should get you to bed" candle said pulling her out of her chair moving the multiple cans out of their path, microphone was not far behind.



they made there way though the hotel to microphone's room , test tube pretty much collapsed onto the bed candle was worried she would break, candle glanced at microphone with a soft smile happy that test tube finally went to sleep "we should sleep to..." candle whispered as to not wake test tube even if test tube looked dead asleep, "yeah.."  microphone said getting into bed with test tube candle followed behind her.
they all lay there cuddled up warm and happy.

the walls of the room covered with posters from bands of any sort a soft breeze came from the window (im assuming they have a window), the gentle sound of breathing filling the room as the moon hung high in the sky above the hotel.

Notes:

this is short so sorry (┬┬﹏┬┬)

Chapter 3: tb x gb sick

Summary:

tennis ball is sick with the common cold but he'll be 'ight cause of golf ball :thumbs up emoji:

Notes:

idk why i keep writing these so early in the morning

requested by: Confetti

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

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(tpot setting cause i love tpot)



tennis ball sat in his room in the (tpot) hotel coughing and sniffling it seems as though he had caught the common cold or maybe it was allergies? tennis ball couldn't tell all he knew was that he felt terrible and hadn't been able to get out of bed for hours, there was tissues all around a garbage can on the floor. Tennis ball lay under a thick blanket coughing and blowing his nose (?) 
when the door suddenly creaked open "TB? are you in here?" came golf balls voice as she looked around the room her eyes finally landing on tennis ball, she walked over and put a hand (? foot?) onto tennis balls head  "your burning up, you should get out from under that blanket before you burn alive.." golf ball took her hand (?? sure I'm going with that) off tennis balls head. "I'll be uh-back in a bit.. maybe get out from under that blanket?"

tennis ball watched as golf ball left he did as she said and got out from under the blanket sitting up against the bed headboard  sniffling as he did so.
not long after golf ball came back with a cup of tea placing it on the bedside table "how are you feeling, tb?" golf ball asked quietly as she glanced at tennis ball worry in her eyes "I'm okay..." tennis ball replied between coughing, golf ball frowned he obviously wasn't okay golf thought to herself as she picked up some of the tissues scattered on the ground placing them in the trash, tennis ball was taking his first few sips of the tea when golf ball spoke up again "do you need anything else, tennis ball?" she asked hoping he'd say yes as she didn't want to leave him alone, "maybe some acetaminophen?" tennis replied sipping the tea.

golf ball walked out the room heading to the kitchen to ask four if there was any acetaminophen to help tennis balls sickness, golf ball knocked on the kitchen door, the door slowly creaked open x was on the other side "hi, golf ball! what do you need?" x's soft voice rang out "X, do you have any acetaminophen?" golf ball said getting straight to the point, "um what's that? x asked confused "can I come in? I'll just find it myself.." golf ball said a sharpness to her tone. "um okay!" golf ball pushed X and started looking through all the drawers in the kitchen after a while she finally found a bottle of acetaminophen "thanks, X." golf ball said walking back out the kitchen and heading to tennis balls room.
"im back tb! and i got acetaminophen!" golf ball said opening the bottle and placing two pills on the bedside table beside tennis ball, tennis ball took the pills. 
golf ball sat beside tennis ball "your going to get sick too.." tennis ball said looking at golf ball who now sat beside him "I don't care." golf ball sighed leaning against tennis ball as she started talking about her day.


Notes:

im eating a croissant, felt the need to say that...

also sorry if the ending feels sudden i didnt know how to end it .·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·.

Chapter 4: update

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hey, sorry i havent updated this in a while i was having really bad ptsd but im good now but i prob will be taking a break for a while but you can still request things i'll get to most of them soon....
but thats mostly it. ' _ '