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Chapter 3: Stay Sharp

Tulip sat there in what looks like a kitchen, pinching between her eyes as her robot companion One-One is stuck in a bubble with the only thing with him was a plate of spaghetti.

“One-One.” Tulip shook her head at the small robot poking the pasta. “I told you that I’m the only organic one here, which means only I can eat that ……. Raisin flavored spaghetti? Yeew!”

Her words were of no use. The bubble surrounding the robot was soundproof. One-One can only hear his own voice as he looked at meal. “Hey Miss Tulip! Is this a bed?” Glad-One sat on the plate as his little arms played with the noodles. “Weee he he, I’m making a snake!”

“What’s the point of playing?” Sad-One spoke up. “It’s only a distraction from the misery of this world.”

Tulip walked up to the bubble and looked with annoyance at the robot rolling around in the spaghetti. “You read the sign out loud saying ‘Eat your dinner to proceed’ and I explained the simple challenge, yet you just ran in and uuuugh.” Tulip looked through the kitchen to find something of use. “Let’s see, frying pan, beater, an actual spatula, a flipper which is the real name for this, A ha!” Tulip found a sharp knife. “This is perfect to get you out of there ….. h-hey! A knife doesn’t belong in this clustered draw! I could have stabbed myself! Where’s the chef!?”

Over a week on the Infinity Train left too many questions for Tulip to ask as she just walks towards the bubble with the knife in hand to handle the current situation.

“Miss Tulip. Why are you holding a knife?” Glade-One asked with innocent curiosity.

“It looks as if we are no use to her anymore.” Sad-One mope. “I’ll write our obituary.”

Tulip held the knife like a stick and gave the O.K. to One-One. “Just stand back and I’ll get you out of-”

But then a large fork was hurdled across Tulip’s face, shocking the girl instantly. “What the?!” She turned around and saw all the sharp utensils flying out of their respected (and very wrong) locations and floated around like a swarm of birds.

“And now this train is haunted?!”

A few dozen knives and forks stopped midair and aimed at Tulip as the Brainiac girl reacted quickly as she dodged each and every utensil. “Where was this adrenaline during gym class!?” Tulip found herself surprised and impressed that she managed to dodged the sharp tools and took cover behind a table with a pot lid for a shield.

“What is up with this train!?”

As Tulip protected herself from the flying knives, One-One just stared in aww. “Tulip made new friends. I want to be friends too!”

Tulip dodged and blocked each utensil that flew towards her and noticed the number of them decreasing. “O.K., I guess I could just wait this out and-”

That’s when all of the utensils sticking into the floor, walls, and furniture started shanking and then flew right towards the other dangerous utensils and bundled up together.

“Rrrrrraaaaah! Let me guess! It’s going to form into some ….. I dunno, a scorpion!?”

And then the utensils took the form of a wolf-sized scorpion.

“Hey Train! What sin have I committed!?” Tulip was about to react to whatever the knifed beast will do, but the surprising speed of the creature was too fast for Tulip to react as the tail pinned Tulip’s backpack to the wall.

Before Tulip could struggle out, the scorpion aimed its claw towards Tulip’s face.

“No, No, NO!” Tulip shield her eyes as her fate was about to be sealed, but then a miracle happened. The utensils began to shake and they all collapsed.

“Huh?” Tulip looked at the lifeless utensils and then noticed One-One free from the bubble.

“Miss Tulip, did your new friends go away?”

“They all go away eventually.”

Tulip glanced at the knives and back to the small robot with joy. “One-One!” She ran to the robot and gave it a huge hug.

“Yaaaaaay! Hugs!” Glad-One cheered as he tried to embrace her two with his little legs.

Tulip opened her eyes after what felt like a long hug and noticed something odd. “Wait, where’s that raisin flavored spaghetti …. And the plate?” Tulip noticed no sign of the meal, or any trace that depicts it was stabbed by a knife. “Did you …. Eat it?” Tulip looked at One-One, clean from any tomato sauce.

“I dunno. What does ‘eat’ mean?” One-One asked.

Tulip was very unsure on what to make of this, but she looked at the exit and checked the door. “It’s unlocked.” Tulip looked at the robot curiously. She knew One-One had amnesia since their first meeting, so just like her; she was without any source for answers in this train, or to her friend.

“Let’s …. Let’s just go to the next one …… out of who knows how many.”

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Chapter 3: Stay Sharp

Tulip sat there in what looks like a kitchen, pinching between her eyes as her robot companion One-One is stuck in a bubble with the only thing with him was a plate of spaghetti.

“One-One.” Tulip shook her head at the small robot poking the pasta. “I told you that I’m the only organic one here, which means only I can eat that ……. Raisin flavored spaghetti? Yeew!”

Her words were of no use. The bubble surrounding the robot was soundproof. One-One can only hear his own voice as he looked at meal. “Hey Miss Tulip! Is this a bed?” Glad-One sat on the plate as his little arms played with the noodles. “Weee he he, I’m making a snake!”

“What’s the point of playing?” Sad-One spoke up. “It’s only a distraction from the misery of this world.”

Tulip walked up to the bubble and looked with annoyance at the robot rolling around in the spaghetti. “You read the sign out loud saying ‘Eat your dinner to proceed’ and I explained the simple challenge, yet you just ran in and uuuugh.” Tulip looked through the kitchen to find something of use. “Let’s see, frying pan, beater, an actual spatula, a flipper which is the real name for this, A ha!” Tulip found a sharp knife. “This is perfect to get you out of there ….. h-hey! A knife doesn’t belong in this clustered draw! I could have stabbed myself! Where’s the chef!?”

Over a week on the Infinity Train left too many questions for Tulip to ask as she just walks towards the bubble with the knife in hand to handle the current situation.

“Miss Tulip. Why are you holding a knife?” Glade-One asked with innocent curiosity.

“It looks as if we are no use to her anymore.” Sad-One mope. “I’ll write our obituary.”

Tulip held the knife like a stick and gave the O.K. to One-One. “Just stand back and I’ll get you out of-”

But then a large fork was hurdled across Tulip’s face, shocking the girl instantly. “What the?!” She turned around and saw all the sharp utensils flying out of their respected (and very wrong) locations and floated around like a swarm of birds.

“And now this train is haunted?!”

A few dozen knives and forks stopped midair and aimed at Tulip as the Brainiac girl reacted quickly as she dodged each and every utensil. “Where was this adrenaline during gym class!?” Tulip found herself surprised and impressed that she managed to dodged the sharp tools and took cover behind a table with a pot lid for a shield.

“What is up with this train!?”

As Tulip protected herself from the flying knives, One-One just stared in aww. “Tulip made new friends. I want to be friends too!”

Tulip dodged and blocked each utensil that flew towards her and noticed the number of them decreasing. “O.K., I guess I could just wait this out and-”

That’s when all of the utensils sticking into the floor, walls, and furniture started shanking and then flew right towards the other dangerous utensils and bundled up together.

“Rrrrrraaaaah! Let me guess! It’s going to form into some ….. I dunno, a scorpion!?”

And then the utensils took the form of a wolf-sized scorpion.

“Hey Train! What sin have I committed!?” Tulip was about to react to whatever the knifed beast will do, but the surprising speed of the creature was too fast for Tulip to react as the tail pinned Tulip’s backpack to the wall.

Before Tulip could struggle out, the scorpion aimed its claw towards Tulip’s face.

“No, No, NO!” Tulip shield her eyes as her fate was about to be sealed, but then a miracle happened. The utensils began to shake and they all collapsed.

“Huh?” Tulip looked at the lifeless utensils and then noticed One-One free from the bubble.

“Miss Tulip, did your new friends go away?”

“They all go away eventually.”

Tulip glanced at the knives and back to the small robot with joy. “One-One!” She ran to the robot and gave it a huge hug.

“Yaaaaaay! Hugs!” Glad-One cheered as he tried to embrace her two with his little legs.

Tulip opened her eyes after what felt like a long hug and noticed something odd. “Wait, where’s that raisin flavored spaghetti …. And the plate?” Tulip noticed no sign of the meal, or any trace that depicts it was stabbed by a knife. “Did you …. Eat it?” Tulip looked at One-One, clean from any tomato sauce.

“I dunno. What does ‘eat’ mean?” One-One asked.

Tulip was very unsure on what to make of this, but she looked at the exit and checked the door. “It’s unlocked.” Tulip looked at the robot curiously. She knew One-One had amnesia since their first meeting, so just like her; she was without any source for answers in this train, or to her friend.

“Let’s …. Let’s just go to the next one …… out of who knows how many.”

End of Chapter