Everyone was in the lobby, talking amongst each other when OJ came in.

"Guys, I'm going grocery shopping, don't cause chaos while I'm gone. Can I trust you guys to not cause chaos?" He looked around the room.

"Sure thing OJ!" Goo replied happily.

OJ smiled.

"Alright, I'm going then."

He walked up to Paintbrush (who was just standing by the wall and talking with Lightbulb about something) and hugged them.

"Bye love." He said to Paintbrush.

"Bye babe, good luck with everything." Paintbrush replied.

They kissed before OJ left the room and went outside. Everyone went on with their conversations but then Paper spoke up.

"Guys, while OJ is gone, I'll take over for now. I'm going to complete some tasks so he doesn't have to and then you'll be able to find me at the complaint desk." He announced before leaving also.

Everyone else went to do their own thing. Paintbrush smiled to themself, thinking of how much they loved OJ. Lightbulb looked at them.

"That was kinda gay." She said jokingly.

"Oh shut it you." Paintbrush said, giggling afterwards.

Some moments later, Paper was in Tissues' room, cleaning up a bit. Tissues had complained about too much dust being in the room and the dust making him cough so Paper went to clean there. He hummed softly to himself as he cleaned. While he was cleaning, he suddenly heard yelling come from Paintbrush's room. He rushed there to see what was going on, only to see Paintbrush yell at Fan.

"I TOLD YOU, BAXTER CAN'T EAT CHEESE PUFFS!" They yelled.

"But I saw it on the internet!" Fan protested.

Lightbulb came in.

"Fan, you idiot!" She yelled at him, taking the crab from him.

"See, even Lightbulb knows what sh-"

"He only eats cotton candy! How do you NOT know this?" Lightbulb interrupted Paintbrush mid sentence.

"Lightbulb," Paintbrush started, "THAT IS NOT WHAT CRABS EAT EITHER!"

"Wait, why are we even arguing about it if it's not even our pet?" Fan asked.

"UH, BECAUSE YOU DON'T WANT A CRAB'S DEATH ON YOUR CON-' 

"Guys!" Lightbulb yelled. "I was kidding! I obviously know that Baxter doesn't eat that, he eats special food from these lil cans!" She then said with a smile, pulling out a can that read "fish food, the only food that feeds wolves. CANNED EDITION".

Paper, relieved that he didn't have to call the fire department, walked away again. Everything was under control. He went back to Tissues' room, dusted the rest off and then went down to the complaint desk. He sat down and just waited for someone to complain about whatever.

It was half an hour later. Salt and Pepper were sitting on the couch in the lobby. Paintbrush was sitting beside them on an armchair, doodling a bit in their sketchbook. There was no one else in the room. Salt turned to Pepper lazily.

"Pepper?"

Pepper looked at Salt.

"Yeah?"

"What do you think of OJ, like, having a new lover?"

Pepper smiled. 

"You mean Paintbrush and OJ being together? I honestly didn't expect it. I always expected him and Paper to end up together but after the whole III thing that changed apparently. But I'm happy for them I guess, I honestly don't really care." She replied, shrugging at the end.

"Oh? Well, I honestly think he could do better." Salt said. "He's, like, so hot and instead of dating me, a beautiful, amazing and charming woman, he starts dating that hothead instead! I just don't understand."

"Salty-Salt-"

"No, Pepper, I'm seriously upset about this! He just starts dating THEM out of people, like, it's so disappointing! Like, why would you date someone that could literally burn you if you said something wrong? It's just-"

"SALT!"

"WHAT?"

Salt looked up at Pepper, only to see a terrified look on her face. 

"Salt, behind you." Pepper said.

Salt looked behind her, only to see Paintbrush standing there with a very angry grimace.

"So you think me and OJ are incompatible?" They asked, in a calm yet VERY threatening voice.

"No I'm, like, not saying that, I'm just saying OJ deserves way better! Look at me, I have a charming look and personality. Meanwhile all you do is draw stuff and set things on fire. I'm just afraid you'll hurt OJ is all. Besides, I was meant to be his lover, not you."

"Oh, so you think OJ would like you more than me? You think he would date you? YOU THINK YOU HAVE A BETTER PERSONALITY THAN ME? THE ONLY PERSONALITY TRAIT YOU HAVE, IS BEING AN ANNOYING FASHION ADDICTED BITCH WHO THINKS YOU CAN END UP IN A ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP WITH SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T EVEN FEEL THE SAME ABOUT YOU! WAKE UP, SALT, HE HATES YOU, HE FUCKING HATES YOU!" Paintbrush yelled.

They panted when they were done.

Salt had backed up against Pepper. She and Pepper watched as Paintbrush's hair was burning.

"AND NOW YOU DON'T EVEN DARE TO SAY SOMETHING." Paintbrush said.

Salt took a deep breath.

"Look, I know you can't handle not being the better one, but you should accept that OJ will not stay with you as long when you act like this to people."

Paintbrush growled angrily before suddenly grabbing Salt tightly and throwing her across the room, causing her back to crack. Salt yelped in pain. Paintbrush walked over to Salt and started beating her up. More people came into the lobby and they all watched as Paintbrush beat the hell out of Salt. Microphone and Knife eventually rushed in to try to pull Paintbrush off of Salt. Fan was filming all of it. Test Tube and Life Ring eventually helped to try to pull Paintbrush off as well. 

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME!" Paintbrush yelled. 

Mic, Test Tube, Life Ring and Knife eventually managed to pull Paintbrush off of Salt, but fell against the wall. Paintbrush's burning hair touched the wall and the flames started spreading very fast after that. 

"EVERYONE, EVACUATE!" Paper yelled, rushing in to get everyone out of there as fast as possible. 

Eventually, everyone was outside. The hotel was burning pretty much now. Many people were looking at each other, terrified. Knife and Mic still held Paintbrush in place while Test Tube and Life Ring were checking on Salt, whom they had carried out together. 

"Yeah, I think we need to call a doctor." Life Ring said. 

"Indeed, she's badly injured." Test Tube agreed.

Meanwhile, Paper was crying while Soap and Tea Kettle were trying to comfort him.

"How could this have happened? OJ has only gone for..." he checked the time on his phone, "43 minutes!"

"It's not your fault," Soap said, "Salt was, from what I've heard, purposefully trying to make Paintbrush angry. They don't get that angry that quickly."

"I-I just- I promised OJ I'd take care of everything, and I failed!" Paper sobbed into his hands.

"It's gonna be ok, hon, I'm sure OJ won't be too mad." Tea Kettle reassured Paper.

A few minutes later, OJ finally came home, carrying the groceries.

"Hey everyone, I'm ba- WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED HERE?!"

Everyone looked at OJ. Paintbrush, who had eventually calmed down when Lightbulb offered to hug them and comfort them, looked too, a guilty look in their eyes. 

Salt had woken up (she had been knocked out) and tried to get up, only to realize she could barely move. Pepper rushed to help her sit up, ignoring Test Tube and Life Ring telling her not to do that.

"OJ, your lover here, burned the hotel down only because I told them I'm better for you than them!" Salt said in a hoarse and pained voice. "So if I were you, I'd dump them and-"

"You LITERALLY act like a jealous creep all the time and you fucking INSULTED OUR RELATIONSHIP LIKE A SELFISH LITTLE BITCH!" Paintbrush interrupted Salt.

Paper came up to OJ, crying.

"I was t-too late to stop the madness!" He cried.

"Ok, everyone calm down!" OJ exclaimed. 

Everyone calmed down and looked at OJ.

"Ok, so, if I get it right, Salt harassed Paintbrush-"

"No I didn't!" Salt interrupted OJ.

"SHUT UP!" Paintbrush yelled.

"GUYS," OJ silenced everyone, "so Paintbrush got mad at Salt and therefore set the hotel on fire."

"Actually, Knife and I tried to pull Paintbrush off of Salt because they were beating her up and eventually Test Tube and Life Ring helped us but we all pulled a little too hard and fell against the wall. That's when it all caught fire." Microphone explained.

Knife, Test Tube and Life Ring nodded in confirmation. OJ sighed. 

"Right, so thanks to me leaving for only three quarters of an hour the hotel is burnt." He sat down in defeat. "How am I ever gonna repair this all? We're expecting tourists soon..."

Paintbrush, whom had been let go of by Mic and Knife, walked up to OJ and sat down next to him.

"OJ, I'm... sorry I set the hotel on fire." They said.

OJ looked down, sighing.

"I know you didn't really mean it but... Ugh, how am I gonna repair this?" He threw his arms up in defeat.

"We can help you." Paintbrush offered.

OJ looked up.

"Really?" He asked.

"Yeah, I mean we cleaned the hotel before, so it won't be that bad." Paintbrush replied.

OJ smiled.

"I'd like that a lot." He said. 

~

It took a few months, but eventually, the hotel was all repaired to the point it looked new. Everyone had helped. Even Salt after she fully recovered. Paintbrush had apologized to her. She still seemed upset at them at first, but eventually she decided to forgive them because she and Pepper sometimes worked together with them in their painting classes. Therefore, she apologized too eventually. 

So it all went ok in the end. Or should I say OJ? Ahah- *knee slap* /j

The end. 

I have no idea how to end this story so I just did this instead lmao. Ugh I had the worst sleep ever last night like my body refused to go to sleep so I'm tired now :/

Ok stay tuned or whatever the fuck lmaooo