"Uggh, it's so boring now. Eveyone else is out or doing some other job. When are they gonna be back? I miss Robot Flower and the others.." Naily complained, frowning as she had to sort out a box of weapons that had been created by the machinery.

Price Tag and Naily were the only two left in weaponry, due to Gaty being swapped over to Main Team, Tv being switched off and the others were.. gone.

It was evening time. They had been doing this all day.. more on edge than usual, though. Two had been super angry with everyone and snapped at the smallest of things, so they tried to make as little mistakes as possible.

Price Tag rolled their eyes a little, facing away from Naily so she couldn't tell. They loved Naily, but hell did she complain and complain. "It was pretty easy for those guys to just.. get out, huh?"

Naily shrugged "I-I guess. Weird cuz, there's security things and stuff.." she looked up to the camera. The camera in weaponry broke abruptly last night, so they weren't being watched by Two right now. Which was good, it probably wouldn't be a good thing if he found them talking about such things.

PT sighed "Yeahh.. but with proper work, couldn't anyone just do the same thing??" They leaned against the wall. "I mean, if it's that easy to just.. run away from here with a group, then.."

Naily looked over to them and raised an eyebrow "What are you talking about?" She tilted her body in curiosity, caught offguard by the sudden "seemingly" suggestion.

They closed their eyes and smirked mischievously "Well, I don't know about you but, I can't stand this place " they looked back at Naily, giving her an unamused look.

She was confused.. "What .. what are you saying? I-I thought you liked Two?" That was quite strange of them to bring up this conversation..

They frowned and sulked. "I guessssss. He's super dumb, though. And something is off with him, I don't wanna get caught up in his wrath. I'd rather be out there than in here.."

Did they really? Out there seemed a lot more dangerous. Naily was trying to get the point of what they were saying. "Soo..?"

"Yeaah. What I'm trying to say is.. well, don't you wanna come with me? I know we're friends, so I wanna take you with me if I can actually get outta this dumpster fire" They finally dropped the big question.

Naily paused, glancing to the side "I-I mean.." she didn't like this place.. but was outside any better "Is it even safer out there? I-Itll be nice to be away from Two but.. have you seen it out there?"

"We'll find a way to live! Any place is better than this dump. Anyways, I wanna leave before Anchor gets back. He probably won't let me leave this place, he's suuuuuper overprotective, its annoying "

"Won't that worry him.. and what about Scissors? You're just gonna leave him here..?"

Pt huffed "Uggh.. they can both look after themselves! Why has eveything always got to be about what other people want?? I'm the one making the decision." They spat angrily  turning around in rejection to Naily.

"You don't have to come with me if you don't want to, Naily. I just thought we were friends, so."

"Wh-What?? No, I do! Of course I do.. I was just..concerned about everyone else.. but, I mean, if you're sure we can come up with some sort of plan then.. okayy?? As long as its safe.."  She smiled, a little excited by the thought, despite her worries.

This made Pt smirk, looking back over to Naily "Great! Let's talk about this later.. we can find a way to leave soon.. we'd have to pack and stuff. It'll be more dangerous for us because we are both armless but.. we can do it" They grinned proudly. "When has that stopped anyone?"

Naily scuffed her feet against the ground "Yeah.." she was still processing the idea but.. there seemed to be more good than bad in doing so.

She didn't question how long Pt had been thinking about doing this.. or how they were planning on pulling it off, but she knew that she could trust them.

She went to get back to work, weakly smiling and thinking about what will happen when they leave. Will they meet others? What if Bomby and Jr are still alive?

The thoughts made her happy..

She hoped it wasn't a false hope.

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The rest of the day passed, and it was eventually and finally early night time. Most people were sleeping at this time, though a few members were still on duty and awake, despite the loss of participants lately.

Scissors was desperate to get out of there. He had witnessed so many things that he would never un-see from Free Food. The way that they treated Stapy, the way that they treated himself.. he was terrified of them and wanted nothing more to do with them.

He wanted to leave from Two. He felt...disgusted.

He creeped out of his designated room, waiting until he thought that everyone was asleep. He was planning on breaking a window and making a run for it. He didn't care if the alarms were set off, he was just desperate to find a way out of there. Anchor wouldn't mind.. he was sure of it. Maybe he could even look for Anchor out there...convince him to stay away from Two with him.

He wasn't sure about Price Tag, but they creeped him out anyways. He tip-toed down the stairs, getting to one of the main halls. He squinted and slowly walked towards the window, leaning over and peering out of it and seeing nothing but a dark area of forest. He wouldn't be able to see anything, or know where to go.. but that was better than this place.

He thought he could trust Two, he thought Two was going to protect them after what happened in the war. But he was wrong, and he felt so stupid for believing him, believing IN him.

He sighed, turning his body and bracing himself as he began to attempt to break the window by impaling his body into it, listening to the sound of the metal clashing into the glass pane.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

Scissors yelled out in surprise and fear, jumping and turning around in horror to see Fries standing there, his shovel over his shoulder.

"I- I...I-" Scissors was stammering, trying to speak, his words not making it out his mouth. He wasn't sure what to say- how to react. Why did it have to be someone from Free Food out of everyone?! He backed off, stumbling.

"Shouldn't you be asleep?" Fries growled. On the inside though, he felt nothing but pity for Scissors. For Stapy.. too. He couldn't blame Scissors for wanting to leave. Stapy probably wanted to, as well. They were nothing but killing tools.

He wouldn't mention this to anyone, but he still had to make out like he was mad at him, threaten him. If he didn't, Scissors would get suspicious. He could mention it to the others, or his friends, and that would only mean bad things for Fries. Fries stepped towards him as Scissors walked backwards slowly, back to where the stairs were.

"What are you doing?" He squinted at him "Are you trying to escape?"

"N-No! I-" Scissors didn't know what else he would excuse himself  with.. there was no way to lie "..I. P-Please don't tell them.. they'll kill me- Two will kill me! Please-" he begged, staring at Fries with pleading eyes.

Fries felt guilty, but didn't show that. He kept a stern face. He knew very well that was exactly what would happen.

Scissors felt anxiety grow within him as Fries said nothing in response, panicking clearly "I-Ill do anything! Please-" he begged, "A-Are you going to say anything?? Hurt me? I'm sorry I-

"Just go back to your room." Fries dug his shovel into the hard ground, making Scissors flinch and nod quickly "O-Of course-" he stumbled and went to rapidly walk past Fries, not looking back. He felt relieved to get away, but also terrified at the thought of Fries telling them. He really really hoped he wouldnt. He felt so sick with worry, hating himself for getting caught.

Fries sighed, frowning to himself as he heard Scissors make his way up the stairs. He focused his gaze towards the window, staring outside of it.

He needed to do something about all of this. This.. couldnt go on. The prisoners, Stapy, Scissors, everyone. Front Row couldn't keep doing this. He knew they were all crazy..

But.. what could he even do? He didn't stand a chance. That was the reality of it...

He had to start somewhere, right?

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After the encounter with Fries in the early morning, Blocky had been determined to try and find where Golfballs group was.

He.. wanted to trust Fries. Frankly, he didnt have a choice. If what he was saying was true and Eraser was being tortured, he wanted to get him the fuck out of there. The other prisoners, too. It was unfair.. sick.

First off, he needed to find Golfballs group so that he could not ONLY be safe with Woody - but tell them about the whole situation and what happened with Fries, what he had told him. Eraser must've been from Golfballs group, right? How did he end up imprisoned by Two? There was many questions that he had that needed to be answered, which only made him more determined to find out where they were.

Woody was the one holding the axe, dragging it along the ground nervously, since he was a little too weak to hold it up completely. Especially since he was tired, and hungry.

He whimpered, Blocky looking back at him "Y-Yeah.. I know. We should...rest now. It's too dark, anyways.. we might as well sleep.." he exhaled in defeat, looking to the side "We can start looking tomorr-"

He jumped as Woody covered his mouth and shut him up without warning, staring at him wth confusion and concern, before tensing up as he heard nearby voices, gripping his fists together in a reaction of survival.

"We should stop here, Robot Flower. It's too dark and we can't see squat. It's hopeless- what if we pass it without realising?"

"Its a big fucking warehouse! How are we going to miss that?!"

"It's probably far away from here anyways. Would be kinda stupid if they made their base in such an open area. "

"Open? We're in the middle of the forest.. Nickel. Ahha, did that sound rude? Sorry.."

"Should we rest then? I don't think its safe to wonder in the dark anyways."

"No! My visor lights up the area!- I-"

"Stop being so difficult!"

Blocky and Woody heard the distant voices, well, getting closer voices, even. They were hard to ignore, too obvious.

He recognized all of them except one. Tree, Robot Flower, Nickel, Needle, and someone else. He was fear-striken by the idea of coming into contact with any of them, not knowing what to do.

Woody stared at Blocky fearfully as their voices only got louder, they seemed to be getting closer. What could they do? They couldn't run, it was too dark.

They were all on Twos side, he hadn't seen any of them since the split of the war. He looked around and snatched the axe off Woody, grabbing his hand tightly and backing off slowly, looking for somewhere to hide. He winced as he stepped on the branch, hearing it snap under his foot.

"Wh-What was that? Did you hear that?" Nickel quickly alerted. Blocky winced, biting his lip in anger at himself for making noise. He looked back at Woody 'Go' he mouthed at him. Woody shook his head, refusing.

Of course he wouldn't leave. Woody was especially clingy to him. It was out of fear, he couldn't blame him. Blocky gave him a worried look 'they're going to see us-'

"B-Blocky?" Tree suddenly said. Blocky turned over to the group, not having enough time to take in all their appearances, injuries, changes and even Anchor himself. He pulled the axe out and held it out threateningly, Tree making a sound of surprise and backing off.

"Don't come near us.." Blocky threatened, his hands shaking slightly. Seeing his friends made him feel angry and also upset.

The rest of them had noticed the two by now "Blocky! I-" Rf was cut off "Stay AWAY. Just let us leave.. and nobody gets hurt.-" he demanded, slowly backing away from them.

"W-We wasn't-" Needle was surprised as Tree covered her mouth "Blocky we aren't-"

"You're supporting him while he's HURTING our FRIENDS!" He yelled, Woody staying behind him in fear "Don't talk to me- don't try to say anything to me.. I know what you're doing to Eraser.-"

They didn't reply. How would've he known that? Nickel felt himself tense up at his name, looking away quickly.

They were different to Fries. At least Fries was.. trying to stop it. He assumed that they were out there doing something for Two. They had no weapons, which made them vulnerable, but he didnt want anything to do with them.

He shook his head, upset "Quick- Woody-" he snapped, gripping his hand as he went to turn and quickly run before the group could say anything else.

They watched quietly, stunned from the encounter.. their reactions slow.

It made them think a lot more about the suffering of everyone else in the forest and what they were going through.

Blocky was just one of them.
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