Y/n woke up with a smile. She sat up and stretched, yawning all the while. Her bedsheets were My Little Pony, just like when she was younger. She hadn't seen them since she lived with her uncle. Still smiling, she leaped from her bed and went to the bathroom to do her business. When done, she scratched her head absent-mindedly and looked in the mirror. She was wearing pajamas, some she'd never seen before. Then her mind finally set in.
This was her old bathroom. From her old house. When she lived with her real parents.
Suddenly scared- not overjoyed in seeing the old house- she ran downstairs. The air was alight with the smell of sizzling bacon and butter melting into toast. Her old family room hosted her father, watching an old movie on the t.v. The kitchen hosted her mother, cooking bacon on the stove, humming a song Y/n vaguely remembered from years ago.
Then Y/n took a deep breath and screamed her head off.
Her dad sprung into action, running over. "What's wrong, Y/n?"
Her mom left the bacon. "Yeah, honey, what's wrong?"
"What... where... when?"
Her mom chuckled. "Maybe she's still tired. Do you want to go back to bed? You hit your head pretty hard yesterday and I'm not surprised if you want to sleep some more."
Then Y/n remembered. Or at least thought she did.
Yesterday, she was in the back garden with her friend Olivia from next door, swinging on the swings. She dared Olivia to jump off them, who shook her head fervently. So, to show she wasn't a scaredy-cat, Y/n jumped off them herself and hit her head.
Y/n calmed down. She was overreacting. She wasn't even sure what made her so worked up in the first place.
"Um, I think I'm okay," She finally said. Her dad breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to take his daughter to the psych ward when that didn't exist here, yet. "Could I have some bacon?"
Her mom smiled. "Of course, honey." She put an arm around her daughter and steered her towards the kitchen.
D/n watched them go with a sense of shame. He hoped this would work, or he and M/n were finally going to have to do what they didn't want to do.
He sighed and went to sit back on the couch, picking up the remote in the process. He sniffed, rubbed his nose, and looked up. The t.v had turned to static.
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Rob x female reader (TAWOG)
Fanfiction"Yep." She said, looping her arm through Rob's and got them walking. "And it is definitely a date!" He smiled, then stopped them both. "Hold up." "What?" She asked. Then he kissed her again. Obviously, it was hurried, since Gumball could come back a...
