Episode 17 | Objectified | Object Show Comic

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OBJECTIFIED is a BFDI / Inanimate Insanity inspired horror webcomic. Viewer discretion is advised.

Ep 17. Expiration

2/10/23

Dynamite and Mushroom stand in a field, staring down at a building in the distance. The wind wooshes by, bending the grass and flowers. In the next panels, Dynamite is looking over snacks in a vending machine, while Mushroom sits at a picnic table by the playground.

Suddenly, there's a thud offscreen, and Dynamite walks over to Mushroom to drop an armful of snacks onto the table. He says, Shkips. Mushroom thinks about it for a second, before asking him, What's the date on those? Dynamite looks, then answers, March next year. Mushroom, looking away in embarrassment, replies, Maybe later.

Dynamite, frizzing out, replies, What? You're too picky for a decomposer! Mushroom answers, There's plenty of stuff rotting in the store. Dynamite says, You! You're still the same kid that ate all the dirt in the compost bin in third grade, huh? Mushroom, grimacing, says, It was just the vegetables. Dynamite continues, The dirt and the worms! As they argue, the shot zooms out to show that Dynamite pushed over the vending machine to break the glass and get inside. Dynamite leans in close to Mushroom, mouth wide open.

Mushroom, after a second, blows her breath directly into his face. Dynamite cringes, leaning away and whining, Why, it stinks. Mushroom, smiling, answers, I like the face you make, sorry. And I would never eat a bug. Later, they go to check the store. Mushroom, holding up a tray of chicken breasts, says, Hate to say it, Dynamite, but since the power went out, this meat's going bad fast.

Dynamite asks, What about dry crunchies? Mushroom replies, Gone. Dynamite asks, Then what do we do? Mushroom, scratching at the back of her head, answers, Um, well. Aren't you, a natural hunter? Dynamite freezes, suddenly breaking out into a cold sweat. Nervously, he asks, Me?

Mushroom continues, You definitely have the tools, if you actually tried, maybe it would all click into place. Dynamite replies, quieter, I'd rather loot houses.

Mushroom, suddenly horrified, says, No. I don't want to explore buildings. Those things wiped out Middle Ring over night. I'm not taking any chances. It's too dangerous. Dynamite, crossing his arms, asks, What even happened to everybody when we weren't looking? Every time we see one of those things, they run off. Shouldn't they be attacking us?

Mushroom, grabbing Dynamite's arm, says, As long as they aren't bothering us, we should worry about it later. I wanna focus on you right now. And these. As she speaks, she presses her fingers into Dynamite's pawpads, causing his claws to come out. Dynamite shouts, Hey! Mushroom says, There's nobody left to judge you for being a monster object.

Mushroom, eyes shadowed, continues, You can unsheathe your claws. You can bare your teeth, and make weird noises. Dynamite, blushing, says, I don't think I can do this. It's embarrassing. As the next panel changes to show them outside later that day, Mushroom replies, I'd never push you to do something like this if your life didn't depend on it.

Mushroom's narration continues as Dynamite tries to sneak up on a cardinal, saying, Besides, winter is coming. The cardinal, picking berries off a bush, hears the rustle of Dynamite approaching and suddenly perks up in alarm.

With a tweet, the cardinal takes flight, avoiding Dynamite's attempt to pounce on it and sending him skidding across the grass. Mushroom approaches him and asks, Are you okay? Dynamite, face half buried in the dirt, answers, I'm going to die.

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