Suitcase, Nickel, and Baseball are playing soccer. Microphone is in the bleachers with her diary.
Suitcase: "Y'know, guys, after being eliminated for like... a day or so, I realized I should take this competition more seriously."
Nickel: (sarcastically) "Oh, but you were doing so much to begin with!"
Baseball: "I'm just glad that nonsense is over with. I was scared we almost lost you."
Nickel: "Yeah, we need the numbers to advance in this game!"
Baseball: "And, y-you know, she's our friend?"
Nickel: "Oh, y-yeah, sure, that. Right."
Microphone: "It had to have been pretty small to fit behind that bush, but... what was it? What if it wasn't even a bush? It could've been a shrub!" writes in the diary
Microphone continues writing in her diary. After a moment, Cheesy jumps in next to her.
Cheesy: "Mic, I've just experienced the most HORRIBLE thing! It was a MONSTROSITY!"
Microphone: "What?! What was it?!"
Cheesy: "Your personality! Get it? Because everyone thinks you're annoying!" laughs
Microphone imagines multiple Cheesys laughing at her, the sound echoing, before she loses her temper.
Microphone: (pointing at Cheesy) "WHAT DO YOU EVEN KNOW ABOUT ME?!! HUH?!?!?!"
Cheesy: "Haha- ...huh?"
Microphone: "YOU JUST WALTZ IN HERE, SAYING THESE OFFENSIVE THINGS!!! IS THAT THE PERSON YOU WANT TO BE, CHEESY?! A PERSON THAT MAKES EVERYONE UPSET?! THAT'S THE MONSTROSITY."
Cheesy looks ashamed and sadly walks away. Microphone resumes writing in her diary.
TIMESKIP
at the elimination area, MePad is standing alone on stage as the Grand Slams wait in the bleachers, cheesy just looks miserable.
Balloon: "Uh, it's elimination time. Isn't MePhone supposed to be here?"
MePad: "My apologies, Mr. Balloon. MePhone appears to be running a tad bit late today." Balloon glares at MePad, molly volley does a slashing motion across her throat, which is basically threating mepad. "A tad bit, sir..."
MePhone4 walks on stage, looking tired and his screen dim.
MePhone4: "Ugh, uhum-" glitches "I'm here, guys... Eh-" stutters and sparks "Thanks for waiting..." glitches again
Loretta: "mephone? Are you ok-"
Knife: "MePhone! You look even worse than usual."
MePhone4: "Shut up, Knife.-" glitches "Shut up-" crashes, then turns back on "What do you even do?" sparks "Do you even go here?" glitches
MePad: "Sir, are you well? You don't seem to be yourself..."
MePhone4: "Ugh-" glitches "That Tissue guy sneezed on me. I think I might have the..." dramatic zoom-in with spotlight "condishawn..." glitches "But, I'm probably-probably-probably-probably-probably-probably-probably-probably-probably-probably-probably-" glitches "fine..."
The other grand slams are disturbed by mephone4's state.
Charlie brown: "good grief! Just seeing this makes my stomach hurt..." slumps over on the bleachers.