To make everyone feel the pain they had felt, the two had to quickly get up and quietly install something, which they had prepared in case of a virus or break in or emergency. With the click of a button, all the windows and doors were locked.

Really teeny tiny cameras and really teeny tiny microphones appeared from the ceiling and teeny tiny shotguns and really teeny tiny torture dispensers appeared from the ceiling after the really teeny tiny cameras and really teeny tiny microphones appeared from the ceiling.

Paper and OJ both knew that Trophy could punch through the door easily, so they decided to set up a surprise trap if he tried that, which they knew Trophy would try. Their main goal was to torture the living hell out of Trophy, who was the main terror of the hotel. Paper wanted to torture Salt, who was starting to distance herself from Pepper, who was her "best friend forever" and her room mate, to fully commit to getting OJ, without OJ knowing, so he secretly stole both their phones, unlocking their room temporarily and stealing their cellular devices, which Salt could not live without, before locking it again.

Another issue was Test Tube and Paintbrush, as the four friends of Test Tube, Paintbrush, Lightbulb, and Fan were having a "sleepover" in Test Tube's room. Test Tube could easily plan a device to break down the door and Paintbrush, if angered enough, could probably break the door down.

Paper, not wanting to hurt any of them, decided to block the door with an entire dresser, which was a pain to carry and took OJ and him almost a full hour to carry up a flight of stairs and place in front of the door.

With possibly an hour to spare, they had to do the same thing with Knife and Pickle's room, which took a little while. Luckily, even though the two gaymer best friends were, in fact, up, they did not hear the, somewhat loud, noise of the cabinet being shoved in front of their door.

OJ wanted to turn off the electricity, but Paper told him that the lock device would not work. Although that was true, Paper's true intention was to make sure Knife and Pickle could still enjoy themselves.

One issue was hunger and dehydration, so they "decided" to open a slot in their doors at a future date so they could be fed. In reality, OJ was going to let all of them starve to death, even though they would dehydrate much faster.

At the last minute, OJ and Paper remembered about Baseball and Nickel. Baseball and Nickel could easily bust the door down if they needed to, so they, once again, set up a very nasty trap if they decided to do so.

The very second they finished setting up the trap, several messages from Lightbulb, Paintbrush, Test Tube, Fan, Cheesy, Microphone, Cabby, Goo, and Bowbot appeared asking about the locked doors and shut windows.

Paper quickly ran downstairs to Goo's room, as he could crawl under the door, and set up a nasty trap for him if he decided to try escaping, which Paper was hoping he would not, as Paper rather enjoyed Goo and his somewhat flamboyant personality.

More texts came in from Trophy, Cheesy, Yin Yang, Tissues, Soap, and Microphone as OJ ran to a loud speaker in their office room. OJ announced, changing from happy to angry to sadistic throughout,

"Good morning, hotel inhabitants, as you may have noticed, the doors have been locked and the windows have been shut. No, this is not because Taco has broken in or some weird corn figure came to harass us, but this is because of the decade of constant harassment you ungrateful swines have brought open Paper and I since the hotel was won.

Honestly, I was prepared to let you battle it out and ruin yourselves, but Paper decided against it, so we are not doing that. 

Anyways, I would recommend spending the next month of your life talking to the other person in your room, because you disrespectful pieces of waste have treated each other like actual shit for far too long.

We are monitoring you, so if we see that you have successfully been good, we will let you leave, but if not, you are gonna have a very rotten month. By the way, if you are let out, do not try to fight us, as I do have a gun in my hand at this very moment.

On the other hand, you can manage to break out, then you may be able to enjoy yourself if you escape correctly, but I would not recommend escaping, as their is some unfortunate consequences for doing so.

With all of that out of the way, have a great time, because this is the first time in a long while I've felt truly, wholly happy while doing something related to the hotel."

Mouths were dropped, several of them were terrified, and everyone was trying to wrap their heads around what OJ had just spat out at them. Knife and Pickle were hoping that they would be let out, as their door had, in fact, been locked.

Pickle, smart enough to use his phone to text the two hotel managers, who he was very close to, told both Paper and OJ that he was sincerely sorry if he had done anything and asking, if they had done something, what they (Knife and Pickle) had done.

OJ responded with an apology for locking them inside of their room and, with the promise of not letting anyone out, they were let out as soon as they were able to remove the dresser from their room.

Knife and Pickle, after sincerely thanking OJ and Paper, went back inside and proceeded to play some more games, wanting to hear the chaos rather than be directly in front of it. It was just the two of them in their room and they decided to harass OJ and Paper, who had just saved them, just in case they were looking at them.

Within the hour, Knife was passed out on the couch in a tiny pool of sweat and Pickle was watching whatever was on the television. A large blanket was wrapped over the both of them as loud screaming from Salt, Pepper, Microphone, Soap, Trophy, and Yin Yang rang out across the building.

Luckily for Paper, his idea of letting everyone resolve their differences worked, as the past tension from Fan, Paintbrush, and Test Tube was aired out in a peaceful matter and resolved calmly.

For that reward, a small slot was secretly made under their door by Paper, who quickly slid four plates featuring buttered toast before shutting the door. Paintbrush thanked him, not knowing it was him, before they went to eat with their friends.

The plan was working...mostly.