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After the first take he figured he should make an effort. He wasn't exactly sure what to do, so the lightbulb just looked over the cliff.
“Wait! Taco don't do it! NOOOO!!” a voice shouted out.
He was going to do it, really. Taco just beat him to the jump. One moment He was staring at the water below and the next he was floating in it. And that earned him the title team captain.
As he was leaving the water, he saw taco fall In the feces nearby. Lightbulb wanted to thank her but wasn't willing to scream in the repulsive pile. Once he made his way up he took notice of the contestants making no attempt to jump. This was a great opportunity to get to know the other competitors.
“Hey there Orange Juice, not jumping? Trust me, it's not as bad as It looks.” Orange Juice didn't say anything, didn't even look at him. It was as If he wasn't fully there. Lightbulb felt it was kinda rude but who was he to argue with his strategy. He shrugged and decided to approach Nickel and Baseball instead.
As he walked over, he noticed that they were engaged in a heated discussion about whether or not it was worth it to do the challenge.
Lightbulb cleared his throat to get their attention. "Hey guys, what's the plan?" He asked, trying to join in on the conversation.
“Yeah no, not telling you.” Nickel sneard. Lightbulb raised an eyebrow at Nickel's response, feeling a bit taken aback by the hostility. Baseball, on the other hand, looked slightly uncomfortable but tried to diffuse the tension. "Come on, Nickel, Lightbulb is just trying to be nice.”
“Yeah, I don't know if you just saw, but I made it in the water.”
“You got lucky because of taco.” the coin replied.
He glanced over at Baseball, who gave him an apologetic look. “Maybe, But I'm picking teams and wanna know if I should pick you” Lightbulb retorted.
Nickel rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath,“Yeah I really wanna be on your team.” He said in a tone that went over Lightbulb’s head
“Okay I'll pick you first then nickel.”
Baseball nodded in agreement, "Yeah, I think we could definitely dominate the next challenge if we stick together. I just know you'll be a great captain.” Lightbulb gave the two a thumbs up and left to find their next potential teammate.
Paintbrush was staring off the edge of the cliff with disgust. “Why aren't you jumping?" He asked them. Paintbrush looked at him like he was crazy. "There's feces down there. No million dollars Is enough to make me jump.” Light Bulb chuckled at Paintbrush's response and shook his head. "Fair enough,”
“What about you, how'd it feel to be kicked off a cliff?”
Lightbulb shrugged and replied, "I've been through worse. Falling off a cliff would be a walk in the park compared to some of the things I've experienced." Paintbrush raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Lightbulb's nonchalant attitude towards danger. "You're one tough light bulb," Paintbrush remarked with a hint of admiration. Lightbulb simply smiled and said softly “Nah, just clumsy.”
Paintbrush chuckled, “At least you're honest.” Lightbulb gave the taller a pat on the back, which nearly caused them to fall forward and walked away towards paper.
Lightbulb approached Paper, who was sitting cross-legged away from the edge of the cliff. The wind tugged at his thin frame. “Hey,” Ligthbulb said softly, trying not to startle him. Paper turned to face him “I'm not gonna jump. I don't wanna get soggy.” He Said answering Lightbulb's silent question
“All I'm hearing is an excuse.” a gruff voice spoke. Knife walked up to the two
“Why haven't you jumped then?” Paper snapped back frustration evident in his voice. Lightbulb raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his point. “Yeah knife, didn't you say this challenge would be easy?” Knife grumbled, Regretting his choice of words as he looked below the cliff.
Knife hesitated for a moment, looking at them in hopes he could avoid having to jump.
“Well? prove it.” paper said coldly
“You can do it Knife! Just try not to land in the elephant feces.” Lightbulb added
Knife took a deep breath “Here goes nothing,” he muttered under his breath, steeling himself against the nauseating sight below. With one last glance at Paper and Lightbulb—who both wore expressions that teetered between amusement and concern—he leaped.
And landed right in shit.
Paper burst into laughter above him as he struggled to pull himself out of the mess. “I've gotta say you earned my respect.” Paper shouted down “Welcome to the team!” Lightbulb shouted out.
Mephone 4's voice rang out from the bottom of the cliff “Balloon also wins, which means they can pick the teams! But next episode.”
High pitch Noise followed his announcement.
“Yeah you heard correctly. Next episode!”
Another high pitch noise came out, this time more distressed.
Everyone at the top of the cliff began to disperse. Lightbulb stayed at the top for a bit looking down at the water. He won the first challenge but not on his own. He owed it to taco, he wasn't sure how to feel about that let alone how he felt about her. Maybe he should pick her as a thank you. After Nickel of course.