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○○○ TISHAS POV ○○○
Tisha hated Vee.
Vee hated Tisha.
Thats how it was, it always will be, and always was. Tisha knew Vee's routine of choice, where she'd cause a mess, mock her, theyd argue, sometoon would intervene, and theyd seperate. Only if it was late at night could they fully argue. Tisha could only hope that she'd get a morsel of peace one day. However, since Looey had forced them to go on a run together, they had to peacefully interact.
Lately, Tisha had noticed Shrimpo was missing.. for at least 3 days.. she hadnt cared much for the toon, at least she had noticed everytoons quality of life had improved with him gone. She had heard whispers that Shrimpo had gone too far with insulting Delilah, and Dandy had overheard. Dandy had seemed distant afterwards, he hadn't left his room much. However, Tisha just assumed it was just gossip. Maybe Shrimpo was just tucked away in his room.
Tisha bumped into Vee, grunting as the robot and the tissue box collided. She gathered herself, brushing her dress off.
"... Version 1." Tisha acknowledged.
"Old Fashioned." Vee replied.
It was an awkward silence, Tisha hauling massive boxes on her strong arms, Vee taking smaller boxes and stacking them on her flat head and shoulders. Vee skated ahead of Tisha, spinning backwards and making a face at her. Tisha rolled her eyes, dropping the boxes in the elevator, grunting. Geez.. these are heavy, Tisha thought to herself. She put her hands on her hips, sighing.
Suddenly, she heard a loud crash. Tisha whipped around, wielding her broom as a weapon. No one had yelped out, or apologized, was it one of the people down here..? Tisha creeped closer to the source of the sound, seeing a broken, shattered box of.. bricks?
A loud gargle came from behind her. Tisha turned around, staring down what was supposed to be Shrimpo.. but.. he was.. different. He had ichor over his mouth, his eyes were blood red, he had sharp claws.. Tisha thought it be best if she warned the others. She ran towards Looey, Shelly, and Goob.
"Guys! I saw Shrimpo, but–"
"Shrimpo? Where?" Looey exclaimed, looking around.
"He isnt himself! He has.. ichor.. everywhere on him! He seems dangerous, we need to warn Dandy and—" Tisha rambled, hearing a loud yelp.
"Looey, wheres Vee?" Tisha calmly asked.
"Hauling a few more screws for her toon handler to tighten a few bolts, why?" Looey responded.
Tisha headed over to the source of the yelp, seeing Vee skate as fast as she could, holding her bicep. Tisha noticed ichor leaking from her hand. Suddenly, bright red alarms went off. Shit. A fire, probably Sprout and Cosmo. Not important, the elevators would shut down soon. No matter how much Tisha despised Vee, she couldnt let a Main Character die.
Tisha ran towards Vee, helping her apply pressure to the wound. She tore off some of her tissue, wrapping it around Vee's wound, tying it somewhat tight.
"Hurry up, would you Old Fashioned?" Vee managed to grunt out through the pain, still keeping her smug grin.
"Give me a minute, Vee." Tisha unconciously replied, before finishing the knot, pushing Vee forward so she could keep skating. She took out her broom, running beside Vee. Vee looked a bit flabbergasted, before she shook her head and skated towards the elevator. Tisha scowled behind Vee's back, wiping it off as she noticed Shrimpo behind her.
"THE ELEVATOR LEAVES IN 6.. 5.. 4.. 3.."
"Tidy up!" She chirped, sweeping the floor, giving both her and Vee a speed boost. They slid into the elevator just in time, barely making it before the door shut. Looey pressed the ground floor button over and over again. They heard gargling, a barely audible "I HATE YOU!" and pounding on the elevator door, before they ascended. Luckily, the fire had been put out by Sam, so they were ok. Tisha helped call over Veronica to take care of Vee, and took out some of the boxes they had collected for the staff. Hopefully her toon handler would be proud she saved a Main Character.. oh well.
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Tisha was minding her business, peacefully mopping the front where kids walked in late at night, before noticing a green glow behind her. Without turning around, she kept mopping and knew exact who it was.
"Hey, Version 1." Tisha said to Vee.
"Tisha." Vee said, grabbing Tisha's shoulder. This scared Tisha, so she yelped, whipping around. "Tisha, why.. why did you save me? Why did you help? Furthermore, you didnt call me Version 1. Why?" Vee asked, looking concerned.
"Goodness sake, have you some manners, first of all, do not touch a lady without her permission! Second of all, because why wouldnt I save a fellow toon? That'd simply be immoral of me to not do anything, along that youre a Main Character." Tisha intentionally ignored the last question, rolling her eyes. The robot didnt need to know everything. She can have some privacy. Vee's face lit up Tishas working space, along with reflecting her face. Vee's eyes were trying to figure out Tisha, and Tishas eyes were annoyed and exaughsted.
"..Fine. I'll drop it. Dont forget, I'll still bug you tomorrow." Vee faintly smiled, her tail swishing behind her.
"Looking forward to throwing insults, Version 1. Your tech is too modern anyways." Tisha replied.
Vee let out a laugh. "Yeah, sure, Oldie."