golfcil stuff :3

golfcil stuff that will NEVER be finished because i HATE writing and i SUCK at it

PENCIL POV

Fuuccckkkkkk.

I’m so doomed. 

Match couldn’t join me in this new season, Ruby and Bubble did the other show with him, Book and Icy won’t talk to me, I didn’t get to know a lot of the newbies last season, Fanny pisses me off, and Needle JUST got eliminated!! Pillow’s a psychopath, Barf Bag also got eliminated, Bossy-Bot’s a pain in my ass, and now most of my team consists of guys!! I hardly even know anyone, it’s gonna be soooooo hard to find new people to join my alliance... 

Pencil sighs, collapsing on her messy bed and staring at the ceiling.

!!

That’s it !!

Bozo-Brain DOES kinda suck, buttttt it would be pretty funny to annoy her, getting her all riled up would be pretty funny. And I guess she could be kinda cute if she wasn’t working all the time. I should go bother her. Maybe it might even work and she’ll put that “big brain of hers” to use and actually help me out for once!! And even if it doesn’t work and she ignores me, I could steal a few things...

Pencil throws on a robe, fixing her messily cut hair and touching up her makeup, making sure she looks as good as she can right now.

GOLF BALL POV

...

Great. 

She joined. 

I figured we already added enough contestants, and adding any more to the game would prolong this for even longer. Now we’ll have to do another extra challenge, which could mean another MONTH or so until someone wins!! 

Oh well... too much has happened today. With everything going on recently, and TB’s inability to work with me, the best thing I can do for now is build something for later.

Golf Ball spins around in her chair, starting to work on some blueprints for potential machines. A vehicle seems like a good idea, they’re great all-rounders–

“Oh Bozo-Brainnnnnnn!!!! ^_^”

Pencil struts into Golf Ball’s lab, fixing her robe and leaning on a nearby table, making sure to mess things up ever so slightly just to piss Golf Ball off.

“I just figured I should come and check up on my new teammateeeee~ whatcha doin’?” 

“I’m working on something IMPORTANT. And I know you don’t want to check up on me. Just tell me what you’re planning on doing this time.”

Pencil steps closer, staring at the blueprints for whatever it is, pretending that she understands anything on it.

“Who, me?? I’m a sweetheart... You could really take a few notes. 

But that's besides the point... I just wanted to see you!! You’re always so busy, locked in here and working on who knows what, I figured you would’ve changed a little! Don’t you get tired of building useless junk? I could help you take a break~” Pencil slams her messily bandaged hand on the desk, trapping Golf Ball against it.

“All you’d have to do is help me!! Quite a few people like youuu... You could help me get new members for a new alliance, and in return I’ll do whatever you want!” (She won’t.)

Why would she want me to help her?? I figured she’d be lonely, but I’m not that well known for getting along with people (not my fault, they all just refuse to listen to me!). There’s so many better options. What could I have that everyone else doesn’t? Is it my intellect? Not that I couldn’t help her anyways, but that's besides the point. And not to mention how much she hates me. But she’s on my team, and it wouldn’t hurt me, so what other option do I have…

“Fine.”

“Yay!! We can work on it later, it IS really late. See you tomorrow!!”

Pencil kisses Golf Ball’s cheek, skipping out of the lab and back to the hotel.

What the hell.