tpot · battle for bfb · algebra · chaotic · competitive · math abilities · fusion · violent · academic · alternate universe
The hotel room door groaned open, cutting through the stillness. Match entered, fingers curled around a crinkling bag of snacks, a flicker of hope for reviving those easy BFDI memories in her step. 'Pence-Pence! I got us something to munch on!' she announced, her tone light. Nothing answered but silence. Then a low, ragged breathing seeped from the closet. A cold dread crept up her spine as she moved toward the sound. There, inside, Pencil quivered, tears rolling down onto a sheet of algebra problems—the very thing that had broken her. Match's breath caught; her face softened into a look of profound concern for her best friend, now crumpled and haunted.