||FINISHED|| Pink Roses (JSAB Fresh x Reader)

Quartet - Skye

Soon, Tetra screeched to a sudden halt as a wall slammed into their back. Their life flashed before their eyes as the only thing keeping them conscious was the adrenaline that came from the exhilarating, totally uncalled for roller coaster ride. Gravity pulled them down, and they fell down a trapdoor Tetra didn't see before.

So they landed with another painful grunt.

"Fuck my life..." Tetra groaned as they tried to sit up, squinting their eyes to see their surroundings.

Tetra was on some sort of conveyor belt, with a gigantic tube almost five times their size in front of them. The place they fell from was incredibly high up. Tetra swore under their breath as they wondered how they were gonna get back up.

When all of a sudden the familiar, spine-chilling snarl of electric buzzsaws made their sweat glands start to go into overdrive.

They felt their palms moisten and they didn't even have to look behind them to know what it was.

And all of a sudden, just when Tetra thought it couldn't get any worse, the conveyor belt starts.

"OH SHIT- FUCK ME!!!" The panicking blue Square swore at the top of their lungs as they started to stumble away from the saws. Usually they liked treadmills, but not after almost breaking their back in a fall. And to make matters worse, suddenly Tetra realised what this was.

A trash disposal unit.

And the only reason they realised that was because, from out of the gigantic pipe, came piles and piles of trash.

Trees. Car Tyres. Desks, chairs, lamps, even entire cars started pouring out of the pipes, hills of intimidating mounds of garbage. All drawing closer and closer to the small figure staring horrified at them.

"C'mon, Tetra, you can do this." They muttered to themself as they started sprinting. The gigantic mound of trash took up the entire conveyor belt and by extension the entire room, so the only way to escape the meat grinder was to hop over the trash mound itself. And being the parkour artist Tetra was, they managed the first hill no problem. No, it was the repetition that was the problem.

They were already tired from flying around in the voids, losing limbs and whatnot, so with each mound, fatigue started to weigh down on their legs.

Chains of invisible weights attached themselves onto Tetra's body as they let out an anguished cry. Maybe they should just stop and let the saws take their life.

But just then, Skye reached the trapdoor, hearing the cry of an overworked animal. She wondered what might be happening down there. She tried forcing open the same trapdoor that Tetra fell through, but to no avail. She spotted a little gap beside it, big enough for a small figure to fit through, but not big enough for Skye herself, she was too big, not to mention her gigantic wings. But she peeked through, and saw a figure dressed in blue running over mountains of trash on a conveyor belt, with razor sharp saws behind them.

The moment she realised that, she yelped.

She was far too big to fit through the gap, even if she didn't have her massive wings, but she knew that Tetra's small frame would.

"TAYLOR?" She called out. Tetra raised their head to the flying woman, and a look of annoyance greeted her in return. 

"IT'S TETRA!"

"TETRA, SORRY, HERE!" She knew she couldn't force her body through, but she could insert a wing. So she lowered herself down onto her stomach, spread one of her wings, the right one, and slowly threaded it through the gap. One single wing was over three meters long, so she knew that if Tetra tried, they could jump up and clutch it. It would hurt, but it needed to be done. They were one of the four people who saved her from dying of exhaustion, so she had to pay them back somehow. "GRAB ON!"