While Test Tube and Fan were in the luxury cabin, the others had to figure out something to pass the time. Lightbulb and Paintbrush had never been alone with Balloon and Nickel before, making the initial atmosphere a bit awkward. Lightbulb and Paintbrush sat together on one bed, while Balloon and Nickel were on another, absorbed in their phones, taking photos on Snapchat as they had been before Test Tube and Fan left.

Nickel kept snapping pictures of Balloon with his own phone, much to Balloon's flustered dismay. He hated unexpected photos and tried to hide his face from the camera.

"Let me see your pretty face!" Nickel teased, attempting to pry Balloon's hands away from his face while continuing to take pictures.

"Noo! Stop!" Balloon giggled, trying to keep his hands up, but Nickel persisted. Finally, he managed to move one of Balloon's hands and quickly snapped a photo. Leaning back triumphantly, Nickel wore a smug expression as he checked his new photo.

"Let me see!" Balloon demanded, trying to look over Nickel's shoulder. Nickel, however, hid the phone from Balloon. Staring at the photo, he couldn't help but admire how adorable his boyfriend looked. While Balloon continued to struggle to get a peek, Nickel set the photo as his phone wallpaper. He then customised his whole phone with widgets of photos they had taken together, essentially centering his phone's theme around Balloon.

"What are you doing? Show me!" Balloon complained.

Nickel snickered softly and turned off his phone. "Nothing," he cooed playfully.

Paintbrush felt slightly uncomfortable watching them. Even though they and Lightbulb could act similarly, it was always weird seeing others being romantic, especially a new couple like Balloon and Nickel. Paintbrush crossed their arms uncomfortably, already missing Test Tube and Fan, hoping they were alright. Lightbulb noticed the worry in Paintbrush's eyes. She hated seeing her partner anxious and felt the same concern for their friends. Wanting to distract Paintbrush and lighten the atmosphere, she decided to do something to shift the focus away from Balloon and Nickel's flirting and the paranoia around how Test Tube and Fan were doing.

Lightbulb slipped off the bed and headed to her bag. Although the sun was still up, it was slowly setting, meaning they'd soon need to use their torches. She kneeled beside her bag and pulled out a small makeup pouch filled with nail polish. She had anticipated needing this at some point during the camp.

"Who wants me to do their nails? The sun is about to set, so I might need someone to hold a torch up!" Lightbulb announced with a bright smile, capturing everyone's attention in the room.

"Sounds fun. I usually paint my own nails, but I haven't in a while," Nickel said with a shrug. "As for the light, Balloon and I figured out we can wedge the torches in the bunk bed bars." Nickel laughed as he stood up. "Just give me your torches, and I'll stick them in the bars. We'll have enough light."

Paintbrush shrugged and reached into their bag, pulling out their flashlight and handing it to Nickel. Paintbrush often had painted nails since they and Lightbulb frequently did each other's nails and makeup.

Balloon, who didn't typically wear nail polish, decided to join in for the fun of it. He grabbed his flashlight and helped Nickel wedge it into the bunk bed bars. With two flashlights on each bunk bed, the light shone directly in the middle of the floor where they were going to sit.

Lightbulb pulled her pillow down and sat on it, with everyone else following suit. The floor wasn't particularly comfortable, so they used pillows and blankets for cushioning. Lightbulb displayed all the nail polish colours she had brought, letting her friends choose. The options included black, deep blue, dark red, bright yellow, lavender, and hot pink, as well as clear polish for a protective top coat.

"Alright! Here are the colours! I was thinking Paintbrush and I can do your nails since we're experts!" Lightbulb giggled.

Balloon and Nickel both shrugged, not really minding.

"Sure, I'll pick the dark red," Balloon said, pointing to his choice.

"Black for me," Nickel added. He preferred his nails in darker tones to match his aesthetic of dark greys and blacks.

Lightbulb nodded and prepared the colours, handing the black polish to Paintbrush, who was sitting across from Nickel. She then took the dark red for Balloon's nails. Both of them unscrewed the caps and took the hand of the person they were painting. Balloon flinched slightly at the contact—Lightbulb's hands were unusually cold, and he had never had his nails painted by someone else before, so he felt a bit awkward.

"Just relax, babe," Nickel chuckled softly at his boyfriend.

Balloon smiled faintly at the nickname and relaxed his hand a bit. He had to admit, he didn't mind the pet names; they felt nice and comforting.

As Paintbrush and Lightbulb began painting Balloon and Nickel's nails, a strange sense of peace settled over the group. This quartet rarely spent time together and hardly interacted outside of camp, so this was a new experience for them all. Surprisingly, they were getting along better than any of them had expected. While working on the nails, Paintbrush started ranting, with Lightbulb chiming in to agree and add to the conversation.

"You guys know OJ, right?" Paintbrush began.

"We talk now and then," Balloon replied with a faint smile. He considered OJ a friend, though he wasn't sure if OJ felt the same.

"Ugh, he always tries to act better than me! Don't get me wrong, we're friends, but he constantly one-ups me. Like, when I have the answer to a question, and he knows I do, he waits for me to raise my hand—then he raises his! And our teacher always picks him!" Paintbrush complained. "Do you want to know why I'm here? Yes, it's partly because of my anger issues, which I don't think are that bad, but whatever. But the main reason is that Miss Cabby said she was giving OJ an Endeavour Award! That should've been mine! He is such a teacher's pet, I swear," Paintbrush rambled on, getting increasingly heated.

"Eh, I don't really like Cabby. Who would want an award from her anyway?" Nickel shrugged.

"I don't think anyone really likes her. Fan and Test Tube definitely don't. She acts like she knows everything, which annoys them since, well, you know Fan and Test Tube—they're know-it-alls themselves," Paintbrush replied, enjoying the gossip session.

"I don't mind Cabby!" Balloon chimed in.

"Eh, I'm not in any classes with her. Oooh, let's talk about our favourite teachers!" Lightbulb giggled.

"My favourite is Tea Kettle. She's Nickel and my food tech teacher. Sure, she can be a little annoying sometimes, but she's really kind to us. I also like Candle, but she isn't really a teacher," Balloon hummed.

"Yeah, Tea Kettle and Candle," Nickel agreed.

Their conversation continued as Paintbrush and Lightbulb painted Nickel and Balloon's nails. They felt more relaxed about Fan and Test Tube being in the luxury cabin, almost forgetting that's where they were right now.

. . .

Speaking of Fan and Test Tube, they headed back to the luxury cabin where Knife and Yin-Yang were still present. They had both agreed not to stay there tonight after everything that had happened. Test Tube was still uneasy about Knife and especially about Fan being around him. Despite Fan not cheating or doing anything close to what she had feared, she remained suspicious of his interactions with Knife. She had noticed the way he spoke about him, and it didn't take a scientist to figure out that Fan found him attractive—and Test Tube was a scientist. She didn't feel comfortable with her boyfriend around Knife, particularly knowing that Fan is bisexual. Knife might say he isn't interested in Fan now, but what if that changed? Knife is this cool, attractive guy that everyone wants to be, be with, or be friends with, while Test Tube saw herself as just a nerd who loves science. She felt she could never compete. If Knife wanted to, he could easily win Fan over.

Test Tube knew she should talk to Fan about how she felt—how uncomfortable it made her feel when he was around Knife and how his comments about him affected her. But she didn't want to come off as the jealous girlfriend. She already felt overprotective, and Fan had promised her that he loved only her. So she was inclined to believe him. For now, she decided to be wary of Knife and ensure he didn't flirt with her boyfriend anymore. She planned to keep Fan close for the rest of the camp without bossing him around or telling him he couldn't talk to Knife.

Before stepping inside the cabin, Test Tube grabbed her boyfriend's hand and gave him a soft smile. Fan was lucky she was forgiving of his lies; next time, she might not be as lenient. This whole situation was making her paranoid, worried about what else Fan could be hiding or if he had lied before. She wanted to be mad at him but couldn't bring herself to do it. Fan was just too sensitive to upset, and deep down, she knew her boyfriend loved her, even if he sometimes made bad choices.

Test Tube pushed the door open for Fan, and they stepped inside to find Knife and YinYang playing Jenga together. It was an unexpected sight; they didn't even know the two were friends. When the door opened, Knife and YinYang turned to face Test Tube and Fan, with YinYang's hand poised to pull out a Jenga block. Knife noticed that Test Tube and Fan were holding hands—a good sign that they hadn't broken up.

"Welcome back," Knife said casually.

Fan remained silent, deferring to Test Tube to lead the conversation. He didn't want to say or do anything that might further upset his girlfriend, so he let her take charge.

"Hi," Test Tube said bluntly. "We won't stay long. We just wanted to ask if you and YinYang would be willing to swap spots with Microphone and Taco. We've decided we want to stay in our own cabin."

Knife raised an eyebrow and then turned his gaze to Fan. "Is this what you want?" he asked.

Fan nodded. "Yes, it's a mutual decision. We prefer to stay in our own cabin," he replied, wanting to show Test Tube that he was committed to making her happy.

Knife shrugged. If Fan wanted it, he understood, even if he suspected Fan's decision was influenced by his girlfriend. He respected Fan's choice to listen to Test Tube and prioritise her happiness.

"Well, I'm fine with just YinYang and me here," Knife answered regarding the cabin swap.

YinYang smiled. This meant they could finally have an all-boys club!

Test Tube nodded and squeezed Fan's hand, silently thanking him for agreeing to the cabin change. She felt awkward just walking in, grabbing her things, and heading towards the door. If it hadn't been for Knife, she wasn't sure if Fan would have told her about the secrets he had been keeping from her, so she decided to do something she never thought she would—thank Knife.

"Well, thanks for being honest with me," Test Tube said, directing her gratitude towards Knife. "I... I know Fan can sometimes feel overwhelmed and think he has to hide things from me. Sometimes he needs a nudge..." She weakly smiled, while Fan slumped in embarrassment, feeling remorseful for lying to her.

"Whatever... I did it for Fan. I knew he wouldn't forgive himself if he lied to you. He really loves you. Never forget that," Knife replied casually, focusing on the Jenga game and pulling out a block.

Fan couldn't help but smile; it was oddly reassuring to know that Knife cared about him.

"I know he loves me," Test Tube replied sharply. "And he's lucky I love him." She gave her boyfriend a sidelong glance.

Fan gulped in response.

"Well, goodnight, you guys," Test Tube commented as she opened the door.

"Night," Knife replied, giving a half-wave while staying focused on his game with Yin-Yang.

Once Fan and Test Tube had left, Knife let out a sigh of relief. He was glad they hadn't broken up because of him; they didn't deserve to have their relationship ruined like how Nickel had ruined his and Pickle's. They were innocent in all of this, and Knife regretted involving them. Admitting to himself, he had gotten carried away with flirting with Fan—sometimes it wasn't just about gathering information about Nickel and Balloon; he genuinely enjoyed seeing Fan flustered and nervous. Maybe he did have a soft spot for Fan and found him cute, but he wasn't the type to steal someone else's boyfriend, even if he knew he could.

Part of Knife missed having someone who cared about him like Pickle did. Today, seeing how loving and understanding Fan was with him made him miss Pickle even more. Perhaps that's why he showed more of his sensitive side—he longed for that connection again.

Everyone saw him as the bad guy, thinking he tormented Nickel for no reason, but they didn't understand his motives. Knife admitted he could be a jerk; it was part of his personality. He used to bully and tease people, and sometimes he still did. He could be rude and mean, but he insisted he would never go as far as he did with Nickel. For Pickle, however, he would do anything. He despised Nickel with every fibre of his being and would never forgive him for what he did. Maybe if Nickel had apologised or tried to make amends at the time, Knife could have forgiven him, but now it was too late for that.

YinYang frowned, noticing that Knife was lost in thought.

"Knife, are you alright?" Yin asked.

Knife looked up, he almost forgot that YinYang was there with him, he smiled weakly and nodded, not wanting to worry them.

"I'll be alright, besides, you're just a kid, you wouldn't understand." Knife answered.

YinYang paused for a moment, probably discussing in their headspace who was going to answer that.

"When things get overwhelming, Candle taught us to meditate and be one with ourselves. Sure, you're already one person, but sometimes when bad things happen, our minds fracture into two parts: a negative and a positive. For us, we literally have a negative and positive side, but for others, you are both. You have the ability to control which part you feel. Meditation can help you listen to yourself and figure out which part to pay attention to. Maybe it's worth a try?" Yang explained, sharing the wisdom Candle had imparted.

Knife hadn't really thought of it that way. He also hadn't realised how hard YinYang had it, constantly struggling to control their emotions as two separate beings. Knife was just one person, and it was up to him to make the right decisions. He hadn't expected Yang to give him good advice, but maybe it was worth trying meditation sometime.

"Thanks," Knife replied with a faint smile.

"If you like, you can come to Meditation Thursdays. It's an afterschool club that Candle runs. We go every week. You'd be surprised who you see there. I've seen Paintbrush, Fan, Test Tube, Cheesy, Apple, Marshmallow, and even Silver Spoon—every single Thursday without fail. Wow, I kind of feel stupid not realising that he had a thing for Candle now..." Yin laughed awkwardly.

Knife smiled a bit, appreciating the calming presence of Yin-Yang. "I'm proud of you both for taking Candle and Silver's relationship so well," he said.

Yin-Yang smiled back.

This moment felt refreshing to Knife. It was nice to have a break from everything, even if it was only for a night. He felt like he could finally breathe.

"Should we get back to our game?" Knife asked.

Yin-Yang quickly nodded in response.

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Fan and Test Tube arrived back at the cabin, opening the door to quite the scene. Balloon and Lightbulb were braiding Paintbrush's hair, while Nickel sat on the bed wearing one of Balloon's hoodies and playing on his phone. It wasn't what they had expected to come back to, but then again, they weren't sure what they had expected. Both felt a pang of jealousy seeing how much fun everyone seemed to be having without them.

"You're back!" Lightbulb giggled happily. "We missed you both so much! I'm glad you guys are back. Was Knife too much for you?" she asked.

Test Tube, needing to get inside before answering any questions, closed the door behind her and walked in, placing her stuff down. There was a lot she needed to get off her chest about the entire night. She could keep it all to herself, but why should she? They deserved to know what had happened with Fan, and she also wanted to confront Balloon and Nickel for not telling her.

"What did you guys do while we were gone?!" Fan asked excitedly, eager to join in on the fun. "Can you braid my hair next?" he added.

Nickel shrugged and decided to answer. "Lightbulb and Paintbrush did Balloon's and my nails. Then Balloon offered to do Paintbrush's hair, and Lightbulb joined in too. I'm playing Tetris on Balloon's phone since my phone is too old for games," Nickel explained, barely looking up from the screen. He looked snug in Balloon's oversized salmon-coloured hoodie.

"Aww, I missed nail painting! No fair!" Fan whined.

Test Tube sat down on the bed, Fan following and sitting beside her. He felt like he couldn't leave her side after tonight, needing to make up for what he had done. He glanced up at Test Tube with a nervous look, silently asking, "You still love me, right?" He was anxious that Test Tube was still angry with him, which she partly was. She intended to share everything with their friends, whether Fan liked it or not.

"So, apparently Fan has been hiding things from me," she sassed casually.

"Don't say it like that..." Fan muttered, uncomfortably holding his legs close to his chest.

"Well, how would you put it then?" Test Tube snapped at him.

Nickel glanced up from the phone, then quickly looked back down, suddenly very nervous. Balloon focused intently on braiding, aware that they might get in trouble for not saying anything.

"Fan, what did you do?" Paintbrush asked bluntly, their face showing unimpressed but not surprised.

"I-It wasn't that bad! Look, I just... ran into Knife a few times here and there and didn't tell Test Tube... I was nervous, okay!" Fan tried to defend himself, fearful of looking bad in front of his friends. He hated being judged.

"Seriously, Fan?" Paintbrush scoffed.

"He ran into Knife today, after the whole fight, and he didn't tell us! Not only did he run into Knife, but both Fan and Knife ran into Nickel and Balloon, and they didn't think to tell me!" Test Tube crossed her arms and shot both Nickel and Balloon a glare.

Nickel lowered the phone. "Hey! In our defence, we tried to get Fan to come clean. We didn't see it as our place to tell you; we wanted to give Fan a chance to tell you!" Nickel spoke for both himself and Balloon, even though it was mainly Balloon's idea. He didn't want Balloon getting most of the blame; he would rather take the blame himself.

"I wanted to tell you, Test Tube, I really did... but I wanted Fan to tell you," Balloon added.

Test Tube huffed. "Gee, I wonder if Fan told me! Oh wait, he didn't. I learned this from Knife! Luckily, Knife didn't tell the full story. Only then did Fan tell me everything." She stared down at him.

"I'm sorry! It's not like I did anything too bad... I just didn't mention that I ran into him," Fan muttered nervously. "Plus, he was really kind to me! He actually was the reason I won... he gave me four of his items." Fan still felt really guilty about that. "I think he felt bad for me when he found me. I was really upset, and he let me vent and was there for me. He even walked me back to the camp." Fan felt weird about all of this, still baffled that Knife was genuinely so kind to him.

Paintbrush felt bad for making Fan that upset, but what he did to Test Tube was not okay. They didn't care how nice Knife was; Fan should have told her. "Hiding things from your girlfriend is bad. You're lucky she's still here with you!" Paintbrush snapped harshly. "Also, I should've known you didn't get all of those items by yourself. You never participate in anything!" Paintbrush snarked. "Christ, Fan... please stop talking about Knife like he is a hero. You haven't forgotten what he did to Nickel, right?"

"Of course I didn't forget! I just know the reason now..." Fan fiddled with his thumbs. "Not that there is any valid reason to hurt someone but... uh... Nickel did get Knife's boyfriend expelled so..." Fan suddenly dropped that bombshell.

Lightbulb and Paintbrush both turned to face Nickel, extremely curious about this drama now.

Nickel scoffed. Did Fan seriously have to tell them? It wasn't any of his business!

"It's nothing—I just snitched on Knife and his friends... and I didn't realise Pickle, who happens to be his boyfriend, was on his last strike." Nickel rolled his eyes. "And now because he is expelled, Knife hates me for some reason!" Nickel complained.

"For some reason?!" Paintbrush snapped. "If you got Lightbulb expelled, I'd hate you too!"

Balloon frowned, not liking the tone Paintbrush was taking with his boyfriend. "Hey, he did it for the people he cared about. It was either snitch on them or get myself, Suitcase, and Baseball in big trouble... so don't be so harsh on him. Plus, as Fan said, there's no reason to do what Knife is doing. Nickel didn't mean it; it wasn't intentional." Balloon crossed his arms, getting a bit defensive of his boyfriend, even if he did believe Nickel was in the wrong and understood why Paintbrush would think that too. He felt obligated to stand up for Nickel.

"Okay, that's enough! Yes, Nickel messed up, but that doesn't change that Knife isn't the best kind of person. There are other ways of dealing with things, and it doesn't justify anything or change who he is," Test Tube interjected firmly, aiming to quell the rising argument. "I don't care how nice Knife was to you today, Fan. You broke my trust... you could've told me. Also, I can tell Knife has a soft spot for you," she scoffed, rolling her eyes.

Fan smirked teasingly. "Are you jealous?" he playfully teased.

"Of course I'm jealous! Fan, I'm your girlfriend! I don't want Knife taking you from me!" Test Tube expressed with frustration. "I hear the things you say about him and see how you act near him. It upsets me because I know if he wanted to, he could easily steal you from me," she snapped.

Fan was taken aback by Test Tube's admission. He realised he could sometimes get carried away with his interactions with Knife. He knew Knife made him feel a certain way, but he would never cheat on his girlfriend or trade her for Knife.

"Trust me, I love you, not him... He could never replace you. Nobody could," Fan pleaded, looking up at Test Tube with wide, earnest eyes. "Testy... I'm sorry..." he pouted.

Test Tube grumbled as she looked down at him. He was like a whining little puppy, so hard to stay mad at. She was relieved he hadn't done anything too terrible. Sure, it hurt her a lot, but she understood why he did it. It wasn't worth staying mad at him, especially since he was clearly remorseful.

"You're seriously lucky I love you," she chuckled softly, moving her hand to cup his cheek. Fan's face flushed. They had been dating for so long now, but still, every bit of contact from Test Tube always made him blush. Despite her being his girlfriend, Fan still acted like he had a crush.

"You're lucky she's that forgiving. Personally, I want to punch you for lying to her and putting her through that. Seriously, Fan, pull yourself together..." Paintbrush snapped. "Test Tube is right though... Knife is already a tense guy. It seems if you're on his good side, he's good to you. But if you're on his bad side, like Nickel is, well then... we know how that story goes," Paintbrush shrugged. "Just because you're on his good side now doesn't mean you should go off and be his best friend. You need to respect your girlfriend's wishes!" Paintbrush added sternly.

Lightbulb remained quietly focused on braiding Paintbrush's hair, avoiding involvement in the argument unfolding. Balloon, on the other hand, had stopped braiding and moved to sit beside Nickel on the bed.

"I don't mind if he talks to Knife as long as he tells me... and doesn't let Knife be weird around him. And if Knife does... flirt with you, tell me immediately," Test Tube directed her words primarily at Fan, ensuring he understood her expectations. "That's all I ask," she added firmly.

Fan nodded in understanding. "I promise this won't happen ever again, and I'm fully committed to you and only you. I would never let him take me from you." He moved closer to Test Tube, wrapping his arms around her neck.

Test Tube huffed softly and smiled weakly, feeling the sincerity in Fan's words. She loved him deeply and couldn't imagine a world without him. Despite the presence of four other people in the room, the two of them closed the gap between them and shared a soft kiss. It was a promise kiss, sealing their reconciliation and signalling that they had moved past their disagreement.

"I think we've all had quite a day," Lightbulb remarked. "Tomorrow's Sunday, right? We arrived here on Wednesday, so that's five days already!" It was astonishing how much had unfolded in such a short span of time.

Nickel found himself reflecting on the whirlwind of events that had transpired over the past five days. It was hard to believe that in such a brief period, he and Balloon had managed to resolve their long-standing issues and find a new connection. They had years to sort out their differences and express their true feelings, yet it took this camp—of all places—to bring them back together. It was a strange twist of fate, but Nickel was grateful. He hadn't anticipated five days ago that he would now have Balloon back in his life, let alone as his boyfriend, but he wouldn't have it any other way. This camp had provided the opportunity for healing and reconciliation that they desperately needed.

Balloon was struck by the realisation that all of this had unfolded in just five days. Yet, upon deeper reflection, it didn't seem entirely unbelievable. Their relationship wasn't founded on love at first sight or a sudden spark—it had deeper roots. Despite years of turbulent friendship and constant arguments, they had always cared about each other, even if neither had openly admitted it. Nickel's lingering feelings for Balloon, hidden but ever-present, underscored this truth.

In hindsight, these five days at camp had been exactly what they both needed. Away from their usual circle of friends, forced into proximity and conversation, they had finally opened up to each other. It was a time of revelation, a realisation of what they had been missing all along. The camp had unknowingly provided the space and circumstance for them to confront their feelings and reconcile.

However, amidst Balloon's newfound happiness, there lingered concerns. He worried about how their friends, particularly Suitcase and Baseball, would react. Having known Nickel and Balloon for years, witnessing their tumultuous history, would they be hurt by this sudden turn? Balloon feared he might be seen as a homewrecker, especially in Suitcase's case, knowing her feelings for Nickel. He also fretted about Baseball feeling left out or like a third wheel in their newly formed relationship.

Moreover, there was the looming dread of Knife's potential reaction once camp ended. Balloon had no desire for this newfound happiness to be disrupted. As the week at camp drew closer to its end, these anxieties weighed heavily on his mind, overshadowing the joy of being with Nickel.

"Yeah, I'm really tired..." Nickel responded to Lightbulb's comment about the exhausting day.

"Oh, please. You didn't do anything but make out with Balloon all day," Fan chimed in, his arms still wrapped around Test Tube's neck.

Nickel scoffed. "Says you... like you did anything but cry and complain," he grumbled back.

"Be nice," Balloon warned, sensing Nickel's dismissive tone toward Fan.

Nickel grumbled again and leaned back, resting his head on Balloon's chest. Balloon sighed softly and wrapped his arm around him, gently playing with Nickel's hair as he looked down at him. He couldn't help but find Nickel adorable in his oversized hoodie, like a small cat seeking comfort.

Paintbrush stretched, signalling the end of the day, and made their way to bed, with Lightbulb following suit. The group seemed ready to settle down for the night without more conversation. Before getting into bed, Paintbrush retrieved their own flashlight along with those belonging to Nickel and Balloon, turned them off, and stashed them away before joining Lightbulb in bed.

"Hey, wait... Balloon is afraid of the dark," Nickel quickly interjected.

"No, it's okay... I feel safe as long as you're here," Balloon reassured him with a smile. Nickel's cheeks flushed, relieved that the darkness hid his blush.

"Heh... never mind then," Nickel replied with a smile, feeling a rush of love for Balloon. If only Balloon knew just how much he meant to him.

It wasn't long before everyone dozed off in the arms of the person they loved most.