Sotto Voce | TPN Fanfic | Fem!Reader | incomplete

『𝘛𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘖𝘯𝘦』

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Ray's POV

"Let's starts switching out the drugs." I say to Isabella.

"Sure." She agrees.

She follows me up the stairs, and right as we got to the floor with the bedrooms, she says something.

"I got rid of her."

I turn around, fear is probably shown in my eyes. "What?"

"I got rid of Sister Krone."

I dash up the stairs and slam open the door to find an empty room.

"I didn't need her anymore, that's why I got rid of her." Isabella puts a hand on my shoulder. "You too."

I turn to face her. "Huh?"

"Our deal is over, right here and now." She declares.

"What? I'm fired as well?!" I exclaim stepping back a few paces. "Why? You need me, don't you?! You want to use me so you can control Emma and the others indirectly and peacefully from behind the scenes."

"No." She says calmly. "I don't need you. Especially... when you're a liar and a traitor." She leans down to my eye-level.

"But, there shouldn't be a problem right?! As long as I'm useful!"

"True, there is no fault with you. But, this situation was unforeseen and I will have to cut off our deal right now. As... the situation has changed." She holds out her tracker.

'How has the situation changed?'

"From now on, I'll control them without the use of you."

'Wouldn't that mean you would control them alone? But wouldn't you say that?' I squint at her. 'But that means...' My eyes widen slightly. 'Oh shit.'

"I apologize, Ray. Please forgive me for what I'm about to do." She says, looming over me.

Third Person Selective POV - (Y/N)

(Y/N) sits in the bushes as she watches Emma and Norman grab the rope. But before they could unravel it, they hear rustling that wasn't coming from (Y/N)'s direction, so they threw the bag in the overgrowth.

They watch as Mama comes out of the bushes.

"Mama? What's wrong?" Emma asks in the most innocent tone she could muster.

Mom snaps closed her tracker.

"Ten years..."

"Huh?" Emma and Norman ask together.

"We've been living together for ten years, but this is the first time for us to talk without acting." Mama says. "I know (Y/N) is there, so if she would just come out, this will go by quicker."

(Y/N) huffs before sitting up and walking out onto into the clearing.

"Nice to see you, (Y/N)."

(Y/N) nods before smiling slightly, returning the gesture.

"Nice to meet you, Emma. Nice to meet you, Norman. Hello, (Y/N)." She giggles. "Come on, relax! Don't worry, it's just me, no one else is here. You don't have to pretend to be good kids who don't know anything."

(Y/N)'s eyes close for a moment, as if she's recollecting her thoughts.

"Here, in this moment, we're just caretaker and the children who are meant to be food." She smiles widely. "But don't get me wrong, I love you children. I adore you, truly. As if you were my own children. That's why I'm here. I want you to give up."

"Give up what?" Norman says, kind of oblivious.

"Give up resisting." She states. "Because I love you, I don't want you to suffer. I don't want to have to make you all suffer. It's a happy life, isn't it? a warm house filled with delicious food and love. You don't starve or get cold. Without knowing the truth, you can die with a satisfied feeling. What part of this life is unhappy?" She asks them. "It's impossible to escape. The outside is dangerous too. It's too full of despair. Come on. Lets just live happily at Grace Field." She extends her right hand out. "For a limited amount of time until the end I want you six to be happy."

"Okay, Mom." Norman smiles. "I'll quit being a good boy."

'Fat load of good that's going to do you, Norman.' (Y/N) thinks.

"Go, Norman!" Emma dashes towards Mama while Norman gets the rope. (Y/N) just slowly backs away from the whole ordeal, not wanting to get into any deep shit here.

C R A C K

"...AAAGGGHHHHHHHH!!" Emma yells.

Norman turns around, eyes wide. Even (Y/N)'s eyes widened slightly to the sound of bones breaking.

"Shh... You'll be okay. It doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt." Mama tries to sooth Emma. "You poor thing. My adorable Emma. That's why I said to give up. But, you haven't hugged me in a while. That made me happy." She giggled, slightly sadistically. "Norman, you realized too. Amazing! You're right." She takes out a bandage to splint Emma's leg. "I'll control you all until the end. That's how special you are. Special food that only a special one can eat."

Norman is still standing there, a 'well shit' look plastered onto his face.

"That's why I have to protect you, no matter what. I had to do this or you weren't going to give up. you won't be able to move for a while. you can survive until tomorrow, safely."

(Y/N) looks down at the ground.

"Tomorrow?" Emma asks.

"Yes, tomorrow. Stay put and celebrate, Emma."

(Y/N) watches Ray, Gilda, and Don run into the clearing.

"Congratulations, Norman." Mama says. "Your shipment date has been set."

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Notice how Mama sounds like part of Danganronpa?

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