Manipulation Is Green

n21

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My eyes flung open and I sat up quickly.

Just breathe, just breathe. It was all just a Dream.

I look at the time.

9:30 am

—Start of chapter😌— (Still in the memory)

Bleh. Another day of life.

I get up and go to my closet and grab a pink hoodie and a pair of black sweat pants.

Mmmmmk. All you have to do is say good morning. If he's angry at you (Tommy bc he found out Schlatt burnt down the village) Then just come back upstairs and eat up in here. That's all you gotta do. That simple.

I tried talking myself into getting breakfast.

Now i'm standing in front of the door to get out of my room.

Breathe in, breathe out.

I open the door.

Thank god. I don't know why I was so nervous to do that, it's not like he would be standing at the other side of it.

I head down the circular stair like I have every morning and go into the kitchen.

*BANG*

"FUCK!"

Sounds of pots and pans falling that could be heard by a killed mile away, followed by an angered yell filled my ears.

"Tommy?!" I yell going down the stairs a bit faster. "Are you alright?!"

"Hah yeeeppp! All god down here, you don't have to-"

When I get down, I see Tommy on the floor with a bunch of pots and pans, burning pancakes on the over and dirty dishes piled up in the sink.

"What the hell did you do" I sigh under my breath.

I walk up to him and offer my hand to help him up. He accepts and pulls himself up.

"There's no way Wilbur world let you do this.."

"Wilbur isn't here to tell me to stop."

"Oh yeah. It's wednesday."

"Yep."

We stare at the mes he has made awkward silence for a few moments till I decide to break it. "So, why are you, uh, what are you trying to do here exactly?"

"Making breakfast! What does it look like dick head."

"Thus is your attempt at being breakfast? You're gonna burn the whole house down."

He walked you to the oven and turned it off, opening the bottom part and pulling out done burned home fries.

"Shit."

"Why are you trying to make breakfast?" I ask exaggerating the trying.

He walks over and puts the burned food on a plate on the counter.

"First off all, i'm not trying, i'm succeeding very well."

He grabbed a plate out of the cubbies and put it on a plate. "And second of all, because i'm bored."

"Oh please, you're Tommy Init. You don't just cook when you're bored."

"How did you know. Maybe it's just a hobby?"

I smile at him and give up on trying to figure out what he was doing.

I grab a fork and maple syrup.

Why am I actually about to do this? It's gonna be disgusting.

"You don't actually have to try it." Tommy laughed.

"Oh thank god." I say dramatically.

"Yeah. So um, the real reason I made- well, tried to make all of this is because, um. Lady night was a bit... yknow, messy?"

"Yeahhhh. And again, i'm really sorry. I should've tried to stop him and-"

"No no, don't apologize. I just jumped to conclusion without thinking. I'm sorry."

I smile and pull him into a big hug where we sit like this for a while.

—mmmmm back to normal time—-

*click*
*clack*
*click*
*clack*

I could hear a quiet tiking noise as I started regaining cautiousness.

Something felt off. I had barely woken up and I could already tell something was wrong.

The covers on top of my body were heavier then they should've been. It felt cold in the room. There was no quiet wind and there was some sort of annoying yet comforting tiking.

I open my eyes slowly, adjusting to the new light.

I'm not in my bedroom.

Where am I?

Frightened, I quickly sit up.

There's a sudden restrain on my hands pulling me back.

They were handcuffed onto the metal bed.
(pls don't take that in any kind of sexual way)

I look around in shock and confusion.

There were black ne grey brick walls, no windows, 2 torches and a metal door. There was the tiking noises that I noticed earlier that was coming from outside of the room. I look around again, making sure I didn't miss anything.

Oh my... yep. I definitely missed something.

There was a creepy camera staring at me in the corner of the room.

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GUYS WHAT? ALL OF THESE VIEWS ARE COMING OUT OF NO WHERE! TYSMMM. THATS LITERALLY CRAZY.

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