[BFB] Four x reader

Chapter 3

TW : Claustrophobia  / mentions and descriptions of closed spaces !!

General P.O.V

The number stared at the two objects from a distance. Their gaze, reflecting no emotion at all, appeared to be lost on the horizon, but a smile painted their horizontal face. Giving them a unsettling aura.


"Four ?".


X whispered, approaching from the side to the number .
The number kept his gaze fixed on the objects in the distance, but in the end his gaze was placed on the variable next to him.


"Why were you so mean to them yesterday? I don't think it was necessary to talk to them that way. "
X muttered, a little worried about the reaction they would have.
The number merely blinked repeatedly.



" Weak people disgust me. "
They said, looking back at them from afar. X glanced briefly, from a distance you could see Y/N talking to Flower, both sitting on a picnic bench.


The variable again stared at the number, who was fixated on the objects.


"Hey, if this is about what happened to us. Please don't think like that, it wasn't your fault I-..."
X brought their arm up to the shoulder of the tallest one, about to console them. But the only thing he received in response was a shriek that left them unconscious on the floor.


Several objects that were not at all involved in the conversation, turned their eyes to the place where the shriek was coming from, curious to know who was the unfortunate person who had suffered from the wrath of the number.
Four simply stared at the little variable's yellow body.


"Four, can you-..."


"It's time for Cake at stake! "

The number screamed over the other object.

Y/N's P.O.V

I looked up sharply, just hearing that sound had ruined my mood already.
The number told the team to gather and thus began the first elimination of the season.
The only thing I could do was dedicate a comforting smile to flower from afar, hoping that at least she wouldn't get eliminated so soon.

"Y/N, there you are" the monotonous voice of BH made me spun my head swiftly.

"Black hole," I said with a smile.

"Oh, holy jelly beans, I was terrified. Where were you, are you okay?" I said with excitement as I approached him.

"Y-Y/N please don't come near... "
 Black hole attempted to avoid them but my arms were already stretched wide open and suddenly, I was sucked into him.

Black hole's P.O.V

" ... " 
I looked around, awkwardly.

"Damn it... " I sighed.

Cake at stake music started playing in the background, drawing my attention. I caught sight of Clock talking to four and the elimination soon was taking place.

At the end of the elimination, it was Pencil who had been eliminated. Her last words were quick, not being able to finish speaking, before being sucked into the head of the blue thing.
I just stayed out of the conversation of the team, approaching four.

"Four, Y/N died. Could you get them back? " I muttered.

"Four, can you please recover.." Saw chimed in from behind the crowd of objects.

"Hey! How come you get to- " The red stapler called out.

"Tennis ball! Grassy's infantile voice emerged among us.
The number smiled in a morbid way, raising their hand.

"Okay," he said, tossing Tennis Ball out of their hand.

For a brief moment, the group became uncomfortably quiet, but the screams of annoyance quickly started.
Four seemed to be fed up with all this and pointed to a transparent container in the distance that was full of white candyballs.

"FINE! Eight of your dead friends are in those jawbreakers. Find someone in a jawbreaker for your team to win. The last team to find someone will be punished! " they shouted again.

I sigh, turning to my team.

General P.O.V

The objeect opened their eyes slowly, their vision quickly being surrounded by darkness. They rushed to move, but it was impossible, that was the moment when they realized that they were in a narrow space, possibly in a circular shape by the way the surface felt.

They began to bang in desperation, the fact that they were in such a tiny space made them nervous.
From a distance they could hear the voices of objects. It sounded like team iance.
They tried to scream again, hoping team iance could get them out of their confinement. But no one seemed to hear them.

The stress of being in such a small space was starting to cause them issues. Their respiration was much quicker, causing them to slowly run out of air inside the candy.
They began to strike again, but this time harder, as they screamed in distress.

"Is anybody there? Team iance ? , Black hole ?! Somebody, please! " they screamed once again , tears starting to cloud their vision.

With no way to escape from their circular prison. They gave up, sitting on the surface of the ball. Tears were now coming out of their eyes like waterfalls.

"Weak. You are weak. That's why all of this happens to you, weaklink... " They mumbled to themselves. The anxiety beggining to cloud their thoughts. 

"You always depend on others. Why don't you start being useful once in your life?" they said to themselves again, with both hands on their head.

"Useful... Be useful... . " they muttered between sobs.

"You have to be useful," The said, standing up again, their eyes still wet and with tears occasionally streaming down their face.
They tried once again, banging their hands to the surface.

"I have to get out of here. I have to get out of here, you have to be useful. For the first time in your life. Be useful, damn it! " Their voice seemed determined, although the occasional sobbing said the opposite.

"Be.. Useful !" They shouted , placing their back to the surface and kicking with their feet. Each kick stronger than the last one.

"You have to be useful! " They shouted one last time, followed by a kick to the surface of their prison. The force of the kick caused a small crack of light to shine inside the ball of candy.
Y/N was still trying to recover , working on regulating their breathing after the damage they had done.

"Almost there. Come on," they thought. Both hands reaching out to their face to wipe away their tears, before positioning their back against the ball wall once more and gathering strength for their final kick.

"Nghh!" They screamed as their feet hit the wall, making small chunks of the candy spill out to the exterior.


"What was that noise? Four thought to themselves. Turning his head to an inhuman angle.
One of the jawbreakers that was near the transparent container had been burst open. But how was that even possible?

"Huff huff... " A panting sound was heard from the inside.

The attention of four was fixed on who the hell had been able to break one of those things. He quickly ran to the side of the ball, slowly approaching it.
Some nearby objects had also heard the sound and were interested to know what was happening. In a short time a small audience of some objects had formed, mostly those who had already finished the challenge.
The usual unsettling smile of four faded from their face in a matter of seconds

"Y/N! " Black hole shouted.

"What the hell is that wimp doing? How the hell did they managed to break through that wall! " The gaze of four was moving quickly around the scene.

"Are you all right? Your feet look quite injured! "Black hole asked, worried. He was standing next to the object, inspecting their evident bruises.

"Ouch, I'm... I'm fine," they said, holding on to the opening of the jawbreaker to keep themselves on their feet.

"It's going to be impossible for you to walk like this..." He said glancing around, looking for the nearest person to carry the object to their room. After all, if Y/N put even a finger on him. They will most likely disappear from the face of the earth .

"Four. Could you please help us?" He said again, his gaze fixed on the number that was fairly close to the scene.

The number immediately recomposed themselves, his unsettling look and evil smile again present on his face, and approached the wounded object.

Y/N looked up at them, their gaze reflecting a slight tint of  fear.
" Oh no, not them.. " They thought and let out a small shriek .