Just Us (Object Creepypasta)

My name is Tennis Ball. I am round, green, and I have white stripes. I’m basically just a regular tennis ball but bigger. I lived with my friends. Well, I consider them family, but I’ll just refer to them as friends.

It’s been about a month… no, two months since BFDI ended. We had chased Leafy until she teleported herself to Yoyleland. She had apparently bought Dream Island, so we ended up not seeing the grand prize after all. Not long after, people from other places came by… and there was supposed to be another BFDI contest. Though, I don’t really want the new Dream Island. It looks really poopy.

Anyway, after Puffball made us fall off, the rest of my team and I- besides Puffball, of course- decided to ditch Puffball until she was finally eliminated… but I’m sure she was going to since the viewers probably hate her for what she did.

Well, ever since we- my team- crashed back onto Yoyle Mountain, GB and I were the only ones that survived the fall. We WOULD’VE gone to the HPRC, but… we were… kinda stuck in a cave.

We had no light source except for this fancy green glowing mushroom I found not far from where we landed and the light from outside that entered from the hole the two of us fell through. The thing is, the mushroom ended up being toxic and solidified my right leg when I picked it up. GB didn’t understand why it didn’t just burn my leg off. I just told her that most things are not meant to be understood when you just discover it. Yeah, she shouted at me for saying that. She accused me of being “rude” for some reason, and that I’m too stupid to see how smart she is. I didn’t understand what her problem was or why she was so grumpy.

So, GB walked deeper into the cave, without me and my mushroom, to find a way out. I was going to tell her that it’s too dark and mysterious to being going off alone, but I felt too nauseous to yell. So there I sat, looking up to the steep hole that we fell through, waiting for some kind of miracle to happen.

But only when Golf Ball hadn’t returned for about ten minutes had things started to become suspiciously frightening…

I struggled to stand up on my only good leg, hopping towards the tunnel entrance that I saw my friend vanish into. I wasn’t sure how far it extended, for the darkness was overtaking the whole tunnel. I left the safety of the beam of moonlight behind me and decided to head into the darkness with the glowing mushroom that was stuck in my foot’s stone grip. I hopped down into the mysterious tunnel.

I called out to her, “Golf Ball, where are you? Why didn’t you come back, yet? Golf Ball? I’m not comfortable with you being away from me for so long… Golf Ball?” As I continuously hopped further in, I felt an eerie tingling flow along my leg, making me trip for trying to shake it off. Its hold seemed to disappear at that moment, but I could then feel the slimy texture brush against my body. As I moved the mushroom closer get a look at the substance, but… there was nothing there. It was just an invisible feeling that I couldn’t shake off. I struggled, once again, to get up on my foot and continued deeper into the never ending, one direction tunnel.

Then I heard something. It sounded like a voice… and it was talking to me. I paused to try to make it out.

“Is that you?... Tennis Ball?” It sounded like Leafy with a kazoo stuck in her throat, or something.

“Leafy? Is that you?” I asked the voice, hoping it was the exile that we chased out.

“Tennis Ball… Is that you?” Asked the voice, again.

“Leafy, where are you? Why are you down here?”

“Are you Tennis Ball? Is that you, Tennis Ball?...”

“Yes! It’s me, Tennis Ball! Leafy, where are you?” I looked around nervously.

“Tennis Ball, Tennis Ball, is that you? Tennis Ball, is that you? Are you Tennis Ball?” The voice kept asking the same question over and over again… but then I started to become aware that the voice was popping up all around me, not just in one spot.

“Is that you, Tennis Ball? Tennis Ball, is that you?” The cold, slimy feeling had finally encased me fully, petrifying me on the spot with the hallucinative voices revolving around me. The voices became gradually louder and more coarse.

“Tennis Ball! IS THAt yoU Tennis… TENNis BALL! Is that yOU?...” I panicked on my next scream.

“YES, IT’S ME!”

…..

…..

The eerie feeling disappeared, and I was back to my senses in that dreaded cave. It was still dark, silent, and mysterious as before. I got back up, ready to search for GB, again. I was uncontrollably shaking in fear. I wasn’t sure how I was able to balance on my foot that well.

About half an hour passed, and I still hadn’t found anything, except for the same old cave walls and stalactites. Even the voices and eerie slime hadn’t come back. I knew this was a lost cause; there was no point in turning around. I had been walking in this direction for far too long to go all the way back. I sat down in hopelessness, and watched the calm glow of the mushroom in my right foot.

“Tennis Ball, is that you?” I finally heard, again… except, this wasn’t the same creepy voice of Leafy. It was as if it sounded like… Golf Ball.

“Golf Ball? Where are you? Are you ok?” I called out.

“Tennis Ball, I need you. Come back…” I got up and headed the opposite direction, the way towards GB’s voice.

“I’m coming, Golf Ball!”

“Tennis Ball, come back! I need you. TENNIS BALL… I NEED YOU.” I halted my hopping. That didn’t sound like GB’s smart, nerdy self. It sounded… distorted, like there was a drag to the first syllable of every word she said… And it continued to get louder. And closer.

“TENNIS BALL… I NEED YOU… WHERE ARE YOU? COME BACK…”

BANG! I heard the slam of an extremely loud drum. My vision became dull, and I fell onto my face. I felt an odd feeling on either side of my upper body… I think they were… ARMS! I pushed myself up and looked forward.

“HI, TENNIS BALL. WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG? I THOUGHT YOU WERE LOOKING FOR ME…” I still couldn’t see anything, except for a now dimly lit green mushroom.

“G-Golf Ball? What a-are you doing? Where are y-you?”

“I’M RIGHT HERE, CLUMSY TENNIS BALL. DON’T WORRY, WE’RE LOST IN THIS CAVE TOGETHER. YOU

DON’T NEED TO RUN… JUST US IN THIS CAVE TO DIE HAPPILY…”

“D-die? Y-you aren’t Golf B-Ball! No!”

“I’M NOT? OH, TB. WE CAN BE TOGETHER UNTIL WE DIE. JUST US, WHERE NO ONE CAN STOP US… WE HAVE ARMS, TB. ARMS. YOU TOLD ME YOU’VE ALWAYS WANTED ARMS.” That was true. About a week after the two of us met, she asked me what I’ve always wanted. I told her that I always wanted arms, but…

“Where are we? Golf Ball, what happened to you?”

BANG. BANG. BANG. BANG. Over and over, the loud drum pounded in my ears. My head started hurting, and I started to feel sick. The mushroom’s light died out, and I couldn’t see anything.

“CoME ON, tENnIS BAlL! LeT’S Be hERe TOGetHEr, JUSt US!” I looked at the image before me, an image that could’ve stopped my heart, but I let out no scream of terror, no scream of surprise. I just… sat there.

All I could see was Golf Ball and Leafy, staring at me. Golf Ball had emotionless eyes while Leafy’s were wide open. They were in distress, as if they’d gone insane. Leafy was completely red, and Golf Ball was a dark gray. Golf Ball was holding her hands out, reaching for me. Leafy was not far behind. She was clinging onto GB’s head.

“No… what’s going on... what’s…” I mumbled in distress. No matter what, my body refused to move.

“HI, TeNNIs BaLL. HERe’S An old FrIENd OF ouRS.”

“IT’S JUST US…” And the two lunged at me.