Charger Block was glancing between you and Michael as you both talked. Well more likely just blankly staring at you and tuning out the conversation you were having with Michael.

The name [ Y/N ] was weird to him. Were you even an object? You looked like one, so maybe it was one if those cases where your parents wanted you to have a unique name. I mean the name was odd, but it was pretty.

You were pretty.

Wait WAIT--

Charger Block shook his head and looked back over to you and Michael, only now paying attention.

" Well they weren't supposed to be dead for this long! " Michael commented, your expression dropped a little as your grip on the clipboard you were holding tightened.

"Oh gee, I haven't noticed! I know that objects aren't sypposed to be dead this long, idiot!" You snapped back, hitting Michael with your clipboard. "I dont have to deal with your conplaints, I was simply checking in on you and your patient!" You huffed as Michael rubbed the spot you hit him on.

Charger Block snickered a little, causing Michael to glare at his patie t slightly.

"If anything- I'll just leave you two be so I can check the recovery center problem so that your patient can get recovered. Okay?" You told Michael.

"Alright- thanks." Michael sighed.

"Now- I'll take my leave to check on the others, 'kay?" You shrug, giving Michael a small smile.

"Uh- yeah. Sure." Was all Michael uttered in reply, not making eye contact with you.

"Y'know not lookung me in the eye while I'm talking is kinda rude. I'm the Moderator--"

You deadpan. It was a joke but you were getting a little irritated with this habit. A majority of the time you talked to either Michael or Sean they don't look you directly in the eye and like stirring topics around, so it gets confusing and irritating at the same time.

"Just hurry up, its unprofessional to stay and chat when you have more responsibilities to handle-!" Michale reasoned, crossing his arms.

"Don't tell them how to do their job--" Charger Block piqued from the sidelines, causing Michael to give him a glare.

"Your patient's right! You cant tell me how to do my job! I tell you how to do yours!" You say with a slight grin, giving Charger Block a smile.

Michael scoffed, but nodded. "Okay- just go so that this idiot can get recovered---"

"I'm not an idiot!" Charger Block cut him off while you chuckle to yourself, leaving the room.

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After some silence from the argument, Charger Block piped up. "So who was that again--?"

Michael sighed. This was gonna be a long day.  "That was [ Y/N ], the Moderator of the C Building here in the S*n." He answered.

"Huh- what kind of a name is [ Y/N ]? Is it like- foreign or somthing--??"

"No??" "So its like one of those unique names people give their kids or something??" "No?!?" "So what---"

Yeah, Michael's bound to snap sooner or later.

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" Come with me, you can help me with one of my tasks. " Michael smiled a little, opening the door with his watch and allowing their patient to follow.

"Shweet!" Charger Block cheered, skiddadling after Michael.

You were headed to check on the next patient that'd been dead for a long while now too- Crown.

You forgot which but you think it's Sean's patient. Should be it right?

I mean no other Crown has been dead for over a month. Plus; the bomb killed them, right?

You decided to walk the entire time.

You then see Sean rapidly approaching--

"WHAT THE---"

**And with that ; You, Sean, Crown, Michael and Charger Block get flung around the halls.**

I fuckin forgot that this existed 😭 Have a filler chapter yall I'm sorry