Time skip bc lazy- also the situation would only slow things down "Of course we shouldn't have trusted her! Why the hell did we trust her?" Me and Sammy sat in the rubble of the crashed elevator. Alice had lied to us. She took Buddy, and Lucky had run after them. Because of course she did. "Calm down, silly. We'll be fine! We just have to go get Buddy and Lucky back!" I tried to stay as optimistic as possible, even though I had my doubts. "Listen, Aubrey. You saw what happened to the other Boris's. This isn't a joke. This isn't "fine". We just lost our only experienced explorers of this studio. How are we supposed to get out now?" "Wow. That's all you care about? That you can't continue? Jesus Christ, Sammy, have a heart. They're in danger, and you're sitting here complaining?" "So what? Getting out was a stupid plan anyway. No one gets out." "You don't really think that." "Yes, I do." I looked away, ashamed that I agreed. Underneath my forced enthusiasm, a part of me truly believed I'd never get out. A few minutes passed and Sammy stood up, stretching his arms above his head. "Come on. You look pathetic, sitting there moping in a pile of elevator." I chuckled at his comment. "A pile of elevator huh?" "I mean, yeah, that's what it is. It's a pile. Made out of an elevator. Elevator pile." I got up and gave him a little hug. "You're funny." "Well, I'm not trying to be. And stop this stupid embracing thing you're doing-" "Mm-hm, doesn't change it. Also, it's called a hug. I hear friends hug each other. Aren't friends a weird new thing?" I sarcastically pat his shoulder and started down the hall. "Hey, I have lots of 'friends'!" "Yeah? Then why'd you give that air quotes? Are your friends imaginary? Do you have cute little imaginary friends, Sammyyyy?~" "LISTEN, I DON'T HAVE TO TAKE THIS. I COULD ALWAYS LEAVE YOUR SORRY ASS BEHIND." "Awww, you're so cute when you're angryyy." Little did he know there was some truth behind that. I did think he was cute. Kinda. Shut up. When you're around someone for a while sometimes you start thinking they're cute. I dunno. Anyways. Sammy crossed his arms and pretended I didn't exist for about 10 minutes. After a little while I spoke up. "Hey, remember that time when you freaked out and went a little crazy?" "No. I remember you telling me about it." "Hm." I started wondering if it really was his mask that was affecting him. If it was purely coincidence he got better when he took it off. If maybe it could happen again at any time. "Aubrey, the ink is spreading more..." "What?" I looked at my arm. The ink was halfway up my neck. "Oh. So it is. Cool." "What?! COOL?" "Yeah! I can transform n' stuff!" I made my hand look like his and held it up. "I have your hand! Haha!" He just shook his head and sighed.
insert old art of lucky lmao
