Balloons pov

Nickel sits on the bed as I walk into the bathroom to wash my hands. I leave the door open, since I was just... washing my hands. Trophy really did something to himself... I grab the handwash and rub my fingers together. I look over at nickel, who is lying down on my bed, staring at the ceiling. He suddenly sits up and looks at the window, like he heard something. Then he shuffles to the window on his knees and presses his face against it. 

Cute.

I run my hand under the warm water and watch the bubbles sink into the drain. I start thinking about things. The way nickel looked at me when I stopped the cup from hitting him, he looked... surprised, for one. But there was something about that look that just didn't seem right. Not in a bad way though, because for some reason it sent butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I also think about the little friend group I'm now part of. Baseball, suitcase, nickel and I. It just feels so nice... to be part of one again. We've already made some -more than nickel worth- memories and I'm glad I can laugh with someone again.

"Balloon close the tap!" Nickels voice interrupts my thoughts. I quickly look down and realise the warm water is still running on my hand. The bubbles were long gone now. I close the tap as fast as I could.

"C'mon you gotta save the water man!" Nickel says, now standing at the entrance of the bathroom.

"Hehe sorry" I say, smiling awkwardly. I walk out and turn off the light. Nickel returns to his spot at the window. When he sees I'm out, he starts talking.

"Oh and uh- thank you again, for saving me from wasting even more water and taking a whole shower."

"No problem" I say, sitting next to him and putting my hand on his back.

"But by how long you kept the tap on I don't think it would've made a difference."

"Hey!" I say lightheartedly.

"Seriously though, what were you thinking about? You were clearly lost in thought"

"Oh hey, nothing." I can't tell him what I was really thinking about. He looks at me suspiciously but thankfully doesn't push the questions forward.

"Whatcha looking at?" I say, trying to change the subject.

"Remember that picture we sent bristle head during the video call. The one suggesting their crush on lightbulb."

"Yeah?"

"Look." Nickel points his foot towards the corner of the window. I look in the direction to find paintbrush and lightbulb giggling in the ground. But then, lightbulb KISSES PAINTBRUSH ON THE NOSE?!?

"Wait, they're really dating?" I ask.

"I think they just started. I'm pretty sure the kiss I witnessed a few seconds ago was their first kiss because painty looked like they were about to faint."

"Ooooh. We should go congratulate them!"

"You mean confront."

"What, no? Of course not!" I say, confused. Nickel just looks away.

"We should go down now"

"Agreed"

We both step out of the room and make our way downstairs.

Baseballs pov:

Suitcase and I wait for nickel and balloon to come down. Suitcase is currently scolding me on why I interfered with the whole fruit punch situation.

"What? I just love teasing nickel!"

"Well he was staring at balloon and clearly nervous! If you didn't interrupt him they could have KISSED."

I raise my eyebrow at her.

"Ok.. maybe not, but maybe they could've gotten close!"

"Shhh they're coming" I whisper. Nickel and balloon both jump off the last step, laughing with each other.

"Hey guys!" Balloon says.

"Hey.." I say. A tone of awkwardness laces my voice because we were just talking about both of them

"You ok?" Nickel says, a concerned expression painting his face.

"Yeah yeah I'm good" I say. We were definitely not just planning your wedding with balloon a few minutes ago...

"This party's kinda boring" suitcase says. The speakers are currently blasting 'a party' and fan is screaming the lyrics. 

"Nah, you just don't like social event suits. Trust me I know" balloon says.

"Well you guys gotta see what just happened outside" nickel says, gesturing towards the main door. We all agree and he and balloon fills us in on what they saw.

Nickels pov

When I finish my story, baseball says "called it" while suitcase looks happy for the new alleged couple. A breeze of fresh air hits us, a contrast to the sweaty, alcohol smelling party inside. I bet everyones found out what trophy did by now.

A familiar voice echos from the corner of the hotel. I turn around to find paintbrush and lightbulb laughing at something with each other. We slowly walk towards them but they notice us and quickly get off each other and stand up.

"So... the ship has sailed, huh?" I say.

"Back off my partner, coin creature" lightbulb says defensively.

"Woah, calm down, what I'm saying is that I'm happy for you" I explain.

"Yeah congrats!" Balloon and suitcase say at the same time. They both start giggling and laughing about the coincidence. Baseball puts in his congrats and goes off to watch balloon and suitcase repeatedly trying to jinx each other (remember when that was still a thing 😭) while I stay behind with paintbrush and lightbulb.

"Heh, I can't believe Ms. Bright Personality over here actually likes you back" I retort.

"Oh and I wonder if the guy who doesn't know what 'flour' is likes you back" paintbrush says right back. I recognize who they're talking about and i start blushing while denying it continuously. Lightbulb gasps when she realises who it is, and then starts 'oooooh'-ing.

"Omga you like balloon?!?" She says a bit too loud for my liking. I quickly look at balloon to make sure he didn't hear and then I clench my teeth and quietly hiss "don't say it that loud!"

"Ooooh someone has a crush~" lightbulb sings, while jumping in circles. Paintbrush raises their eyebrows at me. 

"So that means you do like him" they say smirking. 

"Oh shut up. And don't tell ANYONE about this"

"I don't need to. It's pretty obvious"

"HEY-wait it is?" I say, more worried about accidentally revealing my crush to the entire hotel than the fact the paintbrush is winning this argument.

"Yeah. I see the way you stare at him dreamily with those obviously in love eyes"

"WHAT?" I say, now definitely blushing. I see him in my head for a second and I clench my jaw as my heartbeat increases. 

"See? You look like a tomato right now" they say.

"I just- stop" I say defeated. I was in no shape to muster up even the slightest sarcastic remark right now. Lightbulb giggles at my flustered expression.

"Sorry, crush was an understatement. You're literally in love" she says with her hands on her hips, smirking widely. I look down embarrassed at my flustered-ness.

Suddenly, someone taps me on the shoulder. I turn around to see, the guy himself standing in front of me with an innocent smile on his face. He has no right to look so innocent when he literally stole my heart. 

Ew. Cheesy is getting onto me.

"Hey- oh uh, you ok?" Balloon asks.

"Wha-I-well-uh-" shoot. I can't face him right now. I gulp down the butterflies and muster up a sentence the best I could.

"W-why wouldn't i-i be?" NICKEL WHAT WAS THAT YOU LITTLE-

"You're all red right now. Are you sick?"

"N-no?" I'm sick of you not being my boyfriend. UGH THESE THOUGHTS.

"Really? Are you sure?" He says. He places his hand on my side which sets a tornado of butterflies through me. I blush harder -if that's even possible- and my breath goes shaky. Nonononono not this again. I gulp down again and step back, as my heart beats super fast. I think I'm visibly sweating.

"I-i...uh.."

Suddenly I get knocked over completely. It's takes me a second to realise I'm on the ground and I sigh in relief. I was literally about to faint there. I calm down as fast as I get up to find out who knocked me over. 

"Hey! Who was that?!" I say, slightly angry. Then I spot trophy at the bushes.

"Oh..." I say. Trophy looks at us all, and he looks like he's about to throw up.

And he does.

Paintbrush snickers and takes out their phone. I get what they're doing and slowly, everyone takes out their phone too. This is what he gets for blackmailing almost all of us with pictures.

Hehe. Revenge

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HEY GUYSS

HOPE U ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER

IM SORRY TROPHH HAS TO BE THE BAD GUY IN THIS 😭😭

AND NICKELS DYING OVER BALLOON NOW (like he wasn't before lmao)

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K HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT

(oh and if it's night... GO TO BED NOW. DONT BINGE NETFLIX OR SCROLL ON TT AFTER THIS. YOUR FUTURE SELF IS GONNA HATE YOU AND YOULL GET EYEBAGS LIKE ME. BTW THEY DONT GO AWAY. SLEEPPP) 😊😊

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