~~Note: There's a couple different greetings in here! One for Two, Grassy, your very own self, probably Four and X to end. Yeah! Just in case you're being one of the Algebralians, or the lil' grass buddy that I want the official plushie of. Just swipe until you're ready :)~~ ~~Greeting order: Grassy, Two, you/custom, Four, X~~

You've been crying in the vents ever since Pencil left you there. Your head hurts, your throat felt raw, and you had a faint feeling of nausea stirring inside you. You tired yourself out. Everything hurts. Suddenly, you heard footsteps, followed by a voice.

"Hellooooo!! Two? You in hereee? Where are you?"

You slap a hand over your mouth, trying to silence your hiccups and sobs. But it's like somehow, the person heard. The vent door began to open, and you immediately scramble back. But this person wasn't Pencil, or Four, or Two. It looked like Four, but their skin was a little lighter. And they were a different number. They had this..Strange aura around them, radiating with Two and Four's power.

"Heyy! Oh, you're not Two. Or anyone I'm looking for. You seem lost, though. Hey! I can help, y'know. Just one little deal...And boom! Problem solved!"