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Come to think of it, what...IS Balloony's string? Is it thick, or is it thin? Soft, or rough? Leathery, or silky? Or is it just straight up a stretchy string? Only one way to find out!

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Balloony had been sitting in the squishy green grass, in the strange small area with small mountains. Their new game area, AKA where they'd all be having their contests from now on.

Balloony stared at his hand. It reminded him. Reminded him of when Four physically pulled his circular hand, morphing it into an actual gripper with fingers. His hand had eventually returned to it's originally round, digitless form, but that had HURT. It had hurt a LOT.

Balloony still remembered how painful that was. The quick yet slow feeling of his hand being twisted and pulled into a thumping knot that wasn't normal for him or the other objects. Even THINKING of that almost made him wanna cry. Balloony NEVER wanted to experience that again. That was...excruciating!

Balloony couldn't help but let out a small sniffle, hiding his face into his knees. Well, as much as his bendy legs would allow him to.

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Lollipop woke up, rubbing one of her eyes with a yawn as she hopped out of bed. She glanced up at the clock...12:24. AM. That was definitely NOT the type to wake up. Oh well, she was already up...might as well take a strut in the narrow space.

As the lollipop walked under the starry sky, she spotted a familiar balloon buddy in a small patch of bright green, tinted a slight blue from the night sky above. Lollipop plopped down next to Balloony, staying completely silent as she looked up at shimmering stars of light that sprinkled across space.

In the middle of sniffling and hiccuping, still struggling to keep soft sobs in, the balloon felt a finger rub up and down the middle of his string. He immediately jolted jumped and tensed, letting out a "UAGH-?! Egh..?" Lollipop didn't seem to notice (or just didn't fucking care), almost inspecting the string in curiosity. She practically his string-torso in her hand, still using the other to slowlyyy trace up and down..up...and down.

Lollipop heard a few stuffed giggles here and there but still payed no mind to it, rubbing and fiddling with the unknown material in her hand(s). The inflated victim next to her was squirming ever so slightly, a noticeable smile creeping it's way into his face as airy, contained giggles escaped his mouth. He even started to tap his foot a bit.

Lollipop hummed to herself. "I can NOT figure out what type of string this is. Definitely stretchy, but I don't know what else. Balloony, you are QUITE a mystery." The candy on a stick said light-heartedly, gently scritching to see if that help her 'observation' at all.

Well, that certainly didn't help BALLOONY'S situation!