Two was in a better mood, well, at least MePhone hoped. Two seemed to have avoided the kitchen entirely, and probably wasn't going to eat unless MePhone or X brought him food. A few of his contestants checked up on him, like Donut, Tree, Book, Pin, Winner, and many others. Some didn't care, like Pencil, but it's not like he was going to tell her that she should, or they were busy doing other things, like Black Hole, who was currently trying to keep that hole in the sky sealed up the best he could. Fanny told him many times to give it a break and let it sit, but every time he moved away from it, the hole would grow, just a little, and Black Hole would immediately freak out and close it up again, to the way it was before.
The contestants are stressed. MePhone could feel it. Like his contestants. When he told them to stop Cobs. That moment. That was the moment everyone became so stressed, he couldn't just ignore it. He was stressed. Lightbulb, Baseball, Suitcase and Knife were stressed. Even the previously eliminated contestants were stressed. MePad though...he was hard to read. He was always hard to read.
If he could take any moment back, he wouldn't give them their final contest. He wouldn't tell them to stop Cobs. He would...he wants to fight him. But...he's not sure if he could. He only won because of his contestants. If he didn't warn them about Cobs, or tell them to stop him, then maybe...maybe he would be like 3GS. Broken, and forgotten. Or he would be like MePad. He doesn't even want to think about it.
MePhone didn't like stress. It made his mind race. He usually couldn't sleep, and he couldn't sit still. And then, it made it worse when he could feel everyone else's stress as well. He has to talk to Two. Two doesn't just not eat. You have to eat, even if you can eat bags and...other inedible things. You still have to eat.
MePhone walked over to Two, in the hallway. "Hey, uh, Two?" MePhone asked. "Can we talk?"
"About what?" Two asked, his usual cheery tone. Something isn't right. This...isn't right. "Um..." MePhone hesitated, "you?"
"Me?" Two asked, pointing at himself. "Me? What about me? Why not you?"
"Two, you...don't get it," MePhone said.
"Don't get what?" Two asked, his smile fading.
"You're not...you," MePhone said. "I mean...you don't go into the kitchen anymore, you brush everyone off who tries to talk to you, and...you're walking around all happy all the time, and it's really freaking me out."
"Well..." Two started. He smiled. "I don't want to go into the kitchen. Four will be mad at me I...he lost another chef, and I brush them off because I have challenges to prepare. And...what was that last one? Oh, yeah! And I always walk around all happy all the time, you know that!" Two lightly punched MePhone's arm. "See? I'm fine! You don't need to worry about me!"
MePhone watched, as Two turned around. "That's it?" MePhone asked. Two stopped. "What's it?"
"That's it?" MePhone asked, his voice raising. "You blame it on Four, then pretend like you have better things to do than talk to people, and you just...hide it all?!"
"What are you talking about?" Two asked, his smile fading, turning around.
"You!" MePhone yelled. "I'm talking about you!" Two opened his mouth. MePhone interrupted him before he could say anything. "You just blame not going into the kitchen on Four!" MePhone pointed at Four's room. "Four didn't do anything! He's probably glad Gaty's gone! Did you ask him about it?"
Two didn't answer, so MePhone continued. "Your contestants are worried about you, Two! They check up on you many times a day, and all you do is brush them off. 'Oh, I'm fine,' 'Nope, I'm okay, thanks,' 'Yeah, I'm fine, how are you?,' 'No, I don't need to talk,' 'I have a contest to plan, we'll talk later!' Those are just excuses, Two!"
MePhone is much calmer than the last time he burst out on him, but it's still no fun to be yelled at. "And...sure, you're happy all the time, and that's great! But this isn't...this isn't happy, Two! You can't just fake how you feel! We are all worried about you, Two, and the more you fake, the more worried we get!"
Two looked at the ground, and rubbed his arm. "Two, believe me, I faked once I found out the truth, but...it's not good for you. You taught me that! My contestants taught me that! This...just isn't like you, Two. I'm really worried for you. And so are the rest of us. We want you to be happy, Two, but...we don't want this. Please, Two. Talk to me."
Two didn't answer. He wanted to say something, but...what could he say? Yeah, he's been faking. He's been faking that he's okay. That there's no problem. That everything is fine. But...he really liked Gaty. And when she got eliminated, it...it hurt. He just...couldn't eliminate her. He didn't have the heart to. He didn't want to see her go. But then that whole timeline things happened, and things jumped around, and now...maybe she's gone forever. Maybe she was wiped completely off the timeline. And he could've prevented this if he just eliminated her. It's all his fault. All because he cared too much. Why couldn't he just interview them to see who gets his power? Why couldn't he have just given it to Gaty? It would've protected her. It would've saved her from wiping off the face of the planet. It would've done what he couldn't do. He couldn't protect her.
"Two! Are you even listening to me?" MePhone cried. "Two, this is important, please! You have to listen to me!"
"This...is my fault..." Two whispered. MePhone stopped. "What?" he asked.
"This is my fault," Two said, a little louder. MePhone stared at him. He'd hate to ask him to repeat himself again.
Two understood what that stare meant. He does it all the time. Two inhaled, then balled his fists. "This is my fault!" he yelled. MePhone stepped back. He's never heard Two yell, and never in his life did he think he ever would. Two is such a sweet guy. He wouldn't hurt a fly. It really is true. The happiest people hurt the most.
"This is all my fault!" Two continued. "It's my fault Gaty's gone! If I just eliminated her when I had the chance, I could go see her when I wanted to! I could visit her when I needed to! I could've just given her my power! She could've been safe! She would still be here! She wouldn't be gone! I...I don't even know where she went! She could've vanished off the face of the earth! She could've been killed, she...she...she..." Two stopped and held back his tears. He wiped his eye with his fist, then looked up at MePhone.
"MePhone, I...I don't know what to do! She...she helped me and I think I helped her! She was nice, she was kind, she...she understood me like no one else has, and now she's gone! What if she vanished in the timeline? What if she was killed? What if she vanished like my other contestants? I...I don't know what to do without her, and...I just can't live with myself if anything bad would've happened to her! And it did! And I'm trying to be a good host for my contestants, but...it's just so hard, you know? And...I hoped that my contestants would see I'm fine if I put on a happy face! I just don't know what to do without Gaty!" Two held back more tears.
MePhone hesitated. "You thought your contestants would leave you alone if you faked it?" MePhone cried. "You thought they'd leave you alone? Two, you made them more worried for you! They know you lost your best friend and they want to help you feel better! But you keep pushing them away! You keep telling them that everything's fine when it's not! Two, we aren't stupid! We know Gaty's disappearance is bothering you! We want to help you!"
"No one understand me like Gaty!" Two yelled. "No one can help me!"
"Two give us a chance, please!" MePhone replied. "We can't help you if we don't try!"
"I don't want anyone to worry about me!" Two cried. "I want you all to just leave me alone!" Two threw his hands down and a burst of green and yellow colored magic flew out of him, and crashed into everything it touched. Flower pots shattered, dirt left on the ground with singed plants. MePhone was hit by the burst of magic and flown backwards, into the wall.
Two covered his mouth, holding back tears. MePhone fell off the wall, face first on the ground. He got back up, rubbing his head, his face glitching. "Ugh," MePhone moaned. He saw Two, standing in the now empty hallway, despite a few patches of dirt, shattered porcelain and singed and burnt leaves on the ground, with his hand on his mouth. He looks nearly ready to cry. Tears will probably explode in a waterfall any minute now.
Two turned and quickly ran away. "Two, wait!" MePhone cried. He stood, glitched, then collapsed again, catching himself before he fell all the way. "Two!"