The Island of Objects (BFB Contestants x READER)

[2] - Wow, who can that intruder possibly be?

I kept speed-running in their direction, inhaling and exhaling rapidly, everything appeared sinister as I looked around the woods, and I hadn't encountered [O/N] anywhere yet. "[O/N], THIS IS COOKIE SPEAKING, YOUR BEST FRIEND, YOU SHOULD STOP RUNNING RIGHT ABOUT NOW!" I yelled in shaking, increasing my voice higher this time, and then I stopped running to try to regain my breath. However, I was surprised to see [O/N]'s sight ahead as they were fainting. I gasped with a horrified expression and covered my lips with my limbs. For a short instant, I was frozen in place before yelling, "[O/N]!" and then rushed over to them.

Before understanding they could be unconscious, I kneeled and started to shake their body multiple times. They may have panicked a bit too much so they fainted, in my viewpoint. I sighed and hesitated before carrying [O/N] with me.

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There was a new peaceful day on the loose, as expected, as the sun was blazing brightly in the sky, blasting down towards the island. And as we speak, the sea tides surrounding the island began to rise. And do not forget to mention that there was a windy vibe mixed in with the warm weather today. Fortunately, it was another great day for the birds and objects that reside on this particular island. and, hopefully, a day without witnessing this venomous leaf.

As the birds were climbing to their local trees, The camera swooped down through the woodland, exposing the bodies of you and Cookie sitting next to one other on the grass, as Cookie extended her limbs behind your back before massaging for a time. "My apologizes for not hearing you scream at me last night, signalling that you murdered that fucking leaf." With a melancholy look, you spoke out as you locked your pupils on her. "But hey, At least you tried your hardest, and defended yourself as much as you could, you deserve a medal for that, friend!" Cookie chuckled as she looked at you. Which caused your sorrowful expression to change to a smile.

"Hehe... thank you." You told her gently, as she thought you were cute. And then you gave her a blank stare and asked, "Cookie, can you fetch something for me?" When you asked her, she gave you a quizzical look and said, "Oh [O/N], What do you want me to look for?" "Well, I'm starving, I haven't eaten in almost a full day." With a slight frown and a deepened voice, you told her. "Yes of course... I can try to find you some food, I'll try my best," she replied, after gasping. "Thank you, That's why I can always count on you!" You told her, Thankfully, she didn't confront you for it as she kissed your head. And then she stood up and walked away from you while smiling, knowing she was going to find you some food.

Everything was peacefully quiet as she strolled through the woodland, singing to herself, although she no longer trusts the forest after what occurred the night before. She began to check around for food, groaned, and hesitated as she realized she had reached the dead end of the forest, causing her to scowl as she paused. But then she observed the grassy plains ahead of the dead end of the forest with a pie resting on the ground, which looked tasty. It surprised her before she licked the outside of her mouth with her tongue and ran towards the wall of trees, her eyes flashing in joy.

She didn't question why there was a pie on this island; she didn't care. She was avoiding the trees swiftly before sneakily bending on her knees when she approached the bush behind the pie, while the bush was making rustling sounds. The pie was only little steps ahead, fortunately, and she sneakily stood up with her tongue cheerfully hanging out, and as she came extremely close to the pie, intending to capture it, a net trap was exposed, the net plummeted towards her body, and then got hooked within the net, causing her to gently yell. Hearing the sounds, Suddenly the pie was alive and stated in a monotonous voice, "Wow, who can that intruder possibly be?" As it continued to look forward in its direction boringly as it didn't face the victim. The cookie started clenching her teeth uncontrollably.

"And then she was like, having the most incomprehensible face expression like ever!" Cookie overheard a voice say. "What, that's crazy!!" The Cookie then focused their attention on two figures, a pin reacting to a match from a distance, they were both strolling and weren't too far away from the Cookie. So, surprise, there are people on this island, which is understandable given how beautiful the island is. The cookie must escape this trap before they become aware of her existence. But suddenly the match came to a halt, and her gaze was drawn to the cookie, which made the cookie gulp in a frightened manner.

After a day of spending time on the island, this is what they come across too? "Who, who is like, that?" The match exclaimed, confusedly pointing its fingers toward the cookie, and the pin froze, cupping its limbs to its face. "Oh my, I don't even know who that disgusting creature is." Referring to the biscuit, the pin shouted. But when the cookie heard that, she got very enraged and took it personally.

"You don't even know what you're talking about." The cookie stated while deadpanning. "Oh, and it has a grudge against me?" Before they ran for the biscuit, the pin said. "uh oh... bad idea." The cookie spoke in her thoughts.

She began biting on the cookie after the pin sped towards the net, successfully biting her through the net's holes. "OUCH, HEY, WILL YOU QUIT THAT!" The cookie shrieked angrily, slamming the pin with her limbs. "I'm sorry, I simply couldn't take not biting into a cookie like you." The cookie sighed as the pin confessed. "How did you even get to this net?" As the match approached the pin, it asked. "Well, I wanted to eat the pie that I believed wasn't alive at first." The cookie admitted, scratching the top of her head. "Oh, so that's what it is." The pie responded, and the cookie rolled her eyes. "All right, so if you're innocent, let's get you out of this net!" The match said with enthusiasm, causing the cookie to sigh in relief.

"Hey, you were friending her a little too fast, stop what you're doing!" A Golfball screamed, and then the match sneered as it turned around to them. "Oh will you look at that, it's the bossy ball." The match yelled, as the pin rolled its eyes. And then the cookie stared at the Golfball, perplexed. "First of all, we need to ask the cookie some questions!" The Golfball stated, coming up with a mediocre suggestion as it brought up a list of questions. "Fine," both the pin and the match said in sync. The Golfball then raced towards the cookie, saying, "Firstly, where did you come from?" It inquired. "Well, I came here by mistake, therefore I didn't belong here in the first place." The cookie stated. "Continue," the Golfball said bluntly. "I come from an ordinary house which I'm not letting you know the name of." The cookie answered.

"I'm going to assume that you didn't just show up on this island only by yourself." With a scowl, the Golfball muttered. "Well, you're right about that." The cookie admitted. "Oh, so somebody is strolling around on this island that we have no clue of?" The Golfball yelled. "Well, yea, what'd you expect when you assumed that I haven't only come here by myself, plus they're hungry; they hadn't eaten in a day, so I was trying to steal the pie for a reason." According to the cookie. "Right, right." The Golfball spoke up, before facing down her list distractedly. "I have an intense desire to go see them like right now, they must be okay!" The cookie panicked and waved her limbs. "Well, if you say so, but let us see them, and then I'll let you go back." The Golfball yelled. "Fine," replied the cookie, deadpanning. Hopefully, nothing will go wrong with that right?

Fortunately, the Golfball then began to demolish the net with its foot. "I knew this net would come in handy!" The Golfball muttered with joy.

~Meanwhile, from your perspective~

"Man, I'm craving pie right now." You spoke, and then you stood up... But suddenly a fork flew at you, striking your back and causing you to collapse to the ground.

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Haha, cliffhanger! 

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