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Third POV

There were loud sounds that could be heard on the island, it was constructing something for this show.

The person just finished putting the last touches on the Building.

"Hey work Sheet, this good"? It was a ball of flames. It was a flame speaking directly to his boss.

He was just on his phone browsing YouTube
who then looked up at Flame in annoyance.

"Yeah sure it's fine". It was a graph paper notebook, the boss of this whole show. He looked disturbed at Flames sudden question.

"Hey damn Lazy bastard! Come and help fix this building you little cheap dick"! The person speaking was fuming angry, it was a very long and sharp Machete, he wasn't happy at Graph Paper's laziness and "don't bother me" attitude.

"I'll do it in a minute", the notebook exclaimed while putting his down at his phone again continuing.

The Machete snarled as he turned his arm into a very sharp titanium blade, he then saw a metal support beam and cut it off the wire and made it fall on to the host. Graph paper yelped but just in time the support beam was ingulfed in flames and reduced to nothing but ashes. Graph Paper looked at the beam and then back at Machete with a glare.

"What's your problem"!?

Machete then jumped down from his floor and landed back in the ground and walked to graph paper fuming.

"My problem is that we still have five more floors to do and you have done nothing"!

"I'll do it in a second, give me time to relax".

Machete scoffed at the comment. "Relax from what"!? Breathing Oxygen and sitting on your *ss"!?

" Might as well be", Graph Paper commented going back to his phone.  The Blade didn't like this and Instead walked closer to him and took his phone.

" My phone"!!!

Machete then turned his fist into a metallic blade that he sliced the phone in, even going as far to absorb the electricity and energy from the phone to Destroy it even more by blasting it with the energy.

"What the f*ck"?!

"Problem solved. No get your sorry *ss up from that chair and come help us"!

The sheet of paper drew something on his notebook. It was a plane driving. After making one last detail he smirked sadistically.

"Let's make this building a bang then".

Machete looked at him skeptically until he looked up at the sky and saw a plane driving by, however it was larger than an average plane. He narrowed his eyes and saw two doors from the bottom of the plane open releasing a very special gift.

"I can survive a nuk-, Machete pointed out but remembered that the building wasn't nuke protective, along with the island. " No f*ck you"!

Graph Paper smirked as he saw the bomb dropped. It was coming down at a very fast pace. The sheet of paper drew a bomb shelter around him and the metal blade transformed into lead infused with tungsten. They got ready for the impact, but strangely enough it never came.

It was gone like that.  

The two took a peek outside.

"Where'd it go"? They both asked. As they said that Flame dropped down in front of them very exhausted. 

"Calm down you guys, Also Graph stop with the nukes, this is the third time I had to engulf it in flames destroying it molecule by molecule and then sending it away to another wasteland dimension with a flame portal, it's getting tiring.

The Notebook and the Blade rolled they're eyes.  The Blaze took off his sunglasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Come on guys we only have a little bit of time left before the show starts, we still don't have a building like you ordered Worksheet. So come on we got to stick together for a little more to complete the task.

The two looked at him and sighed.

" Yeah I don't think so", Graph paper then walked away from the scene, in the distance he added one more comment. " I'll have the producer have his head".

The Machete then decided upon himself to also walk away, leaving only the Flame left by himself.

The flame Sighed. " Oh ok, so it's like last time, cool I'll just do it on my own". He took a deep breath as he used his fire to fly to the building welding it together and continuing the build.

"Just like the first time we came here".




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