Dark burgundy filled the sky with light reds puffs as it shone onto the orange hotel. Puffed up splashes of red and purple across the hotel. Laughter was heard from the hotel, and the laughter began to fade from what someone had heard outside. The door had been hit with light taps of a silhouette of light blue, wheels had screeched as the silhouette had paced anxiously sideways and to the other end of the door. Suddenly, the silhouette had heard the door screeching. A glass of orange juice had opened the door, studying the cabinet. His eyes were identifying the light blue silhouette revealed to be a cabinet and then had asked the other object, "Who might you be?" He looked at the other object, who was smiling softly.

"Yes, right. I am Cabby, a well-known journalist near this area. I may be staying here for a while for my job." The light blue cabinet spoke, opening her bottom drawer and handing a file of herself to the glass. Cabby smiled as she heard OJ's mumbles. The woman became nervous as she waited for the object's answer.

"What is this may I ask?" OJ had responded, glaring at the object.

"Oh yes, right. For you to be able to identify for why I'm here for my career." Cabby elaborated, nervously smiling as she studied the glass of orange juice's appearance, to make sure there wasn't anything she was missing from the object. Tall, no pulp orange juice clear glass with bagged, tired eyes of green. From what she had heard during of what she had been included to interview, OJ is the owner of Hotel OJ and winner of a hit reality tv show and was the prosecutor of Mephone4's case of unlawful imprisonment.

Mephone4 was the host and had been charged with unlawful imprisonment with trespassing. The glass of orange juice nodded, motioning the cabinet to follow him inside. Inside of the hotel was eliminated contestants of all two seasons. The cabinet was starstruck by awe at the diversity. Of course, there were many questions that were raised by the others, such as 'Who are you? Why'd you come here? What's your name? Aren't you that one person who is a journalist?' Cabby had answered the same way as before,

"I am Cabby, journalist who is going to question this hotel of the whereabouts of host MePhone4. "And it had answered everything that others need to know about the blue cabinet who had appeared here, shaking hands with others. As for her job, it was shortly cut off by just briefly bringing Box outside.

"Now, Box. Can you explain what happened during-"Cabby was soon cut off by a red paper fan.

Fan's sudden outburst had interrupted the beginning question. "WE JUST WON SPOILED LEMON CONCERT TICKETS!"

The clamor of everyone's attention shouted cries of joy, and Cabby had spotted OJ sighing and trying to calm everyone down. A neon green liquid test tube shakes her head, seeming a bit more disappointed than the others who were excited about the tickets. The loud noises calmed down as there was an announcement. "Sorry everyone, it's been cancelled tonight." The post had said, leaving everyone disappointed.

Overall, it was an eventful night. Even though the investigation had no leads about the mysterious disappearance of MePhone4, it was quite peachy. Maybe i'll add some notes to this. Cabby had thought, taking out a pen and a notebook, adding that no information was noted in the first day. Feeling tired, Cabby rested.

AN: this is a three person team of fan fiction hehe