— Lightbrush angst !! Requested by @CozmoDogg- TW/CW : idk lol — {{ 3RD PERSON POV }} Lightbulb tossed and turned in her bed. It was about 2:00 AM in the morning. The object eventually woke up in a cold sweat, blankets wrinkled from all the moving around. She panted, pupils small, even in the darkness of the room, where the only light source was a crab-shaped night light that she had gotten as a gift. Lightbulb had a nightmare. For the third time this week, no less! She had tried to keep it to herself, but it being this scary and repetitive, she couldn’t take it anymore. Lightbulb’s teeth chattered as she glanced around the room. She was glad that she didn’t have to share her room with anybody due to this new arrangement they had. Lightbulb carefully slipped out of her bed, then checked under it — just to make sure there were no monsters. She sighed in slight relief, and made her way to Paintbrush’s room. . . . /Knock knock/ Paintbrush groaned, putting a pillow over their head. /Knockity knock knock knock/ “Oh my ghhhh…” they mumbled, half-awake, as they tossed their blanket to the side and got out of their bed. Their room was noticeably much neater than Lightbulb’s, and smelled objectively better too (kinda citrusy!). They grumpily walked over and opened the door, with some slight force, although Paintbrush was careful not to wake up any of the other residents. “Who-“ Paintbrush started, before looking down to an all-too-familiar face. “Lightbulb?” “H-hey, Painty! Flying buddy! Good ol’ pal!” Lightbulb began, at first with a nervous stutter. She knew it was a bad idea to wake them up so early, but her other two best friends’ rooms were too far. Paintbrush seemed unamused. “Do ya mind if I hang out here for the night? I had a really scary nightm-“ She was cut off by Paintbrush. “Lightbulb. It’s the /middle of the night/. I’m TRYING to get some sleep,” they growled, putting a hand to their face (not nearly a facepalm, though). Lightbulb clutched her blanket in her arms anxiously. The blanket was somewhat smaller than your average one, and it was fuzzy, soft, and decorated with little crabs. “Please?” She muttered. “NO. That’s my final answer. Go back to bed, Lightbulb.” “Please, Painty! I need this… I- I’m really scared and I need your help,” she whimpered. Paintbrush closed the door on her face after mumbling something about talking about it later. Lightbulb sighed, and felt tears well up in her eyes. ‘I guess I’ll have to go ask Test Tube,’ she thought with a frown as she continued walking through the dim halls.
Sorry this was short and took so long :( i wrote it at 3:00 AM this morning, and made the art at 4:00 XD Writing and art by @Amberpaw_01 :) Art drawn in Procreate, colored + edited in bitmap (its really bad and lazy, the crabs don’t even look like crabs)
