Ipliers X Child Reader (On Hold)

Woah! Shiny!

It was quiet as you slowly woke up, moving around a little you got more comfortable. It was warm and comfy. So much so that waking up and moving felt like a crime.

Opening your eyes you took a look around. It was a big room, a huge christmastree in the corner, decorated with lights and all kinds of ornaments. Fake presents perfectly wrapped under the tree... They we're fake right? Unless those two men really loved each other and made sure everyone had at least a thousand presents... maybe... They were for you?

The three black couches and really fluffy black rug didn't really distract you from the table in the middle. It wasn't the table that caught your attention though... No, it was that shiny golden thing laying next to the christmas wreath.

Looking behind you, you saw the moustache man sleeping on a red armchair, snoring a little, his arms around you. The blanket had fallen to the floor long ago but it wasn't cold at all. The fireplace was still burning wood so it was still nice and warm.

The mix of pine and wood filled the air which distracted you for a moment before you snapped back to reality. Waving your hand infront of his face you made sure he didn't wake up. He was sleeping like a 30 year old on caffeine withdrawal. With a smile you carefully wiggled out of his grip, jumping to the floor.

The floorboards squeaked which made stacheman move onto his side, hugging himself in his sleep.

He... looked so sad... Why was he sad..?

No! Y/N. You have a mission.

Turning back to the table you started to slowly sneak up to it, trying not to make any noise. Grabbing the edge of the table you stared at the gold glowy thing. What was it? Why was it so shiny?

No matter what the answers to your questions were... You wanted it. Now.

After taking another glance at sad caffeine withdrawal man, you slowly reached for it.

Getting closer and closer and closer... you almost had it-

,,Woah. Hey there kid. Don't touch that."

You got pulled away and picked up before you grabbed it. A new voice! Who was that?

You stared at him in shock but he didn't seem mad at all. He was smiling, a little confused, but smiling nonetheless.

,,Hey there. Who are you?"

He asked himself more than you but it's not like you could answer anyway... Your throat still hurting from screaming the whole time as you fell through the portal.

He looked very similar to Stache and Mr Mcr but... he was different. He looked...

normal...

His dark hair fell in his face, covering his eyes a little, it was way longer than stachemans and so fluffy.

,,Are you ok? How did y-"

You reached out to grab his hair but before you could do that...

,,What are you doing?!"

,,Good morning Will."

,,Mark! Hand them back! Don't steal children!"

,,W-What?"

,,You heard me!"

All of this was too much. Why were they mean? Why were they loud? You started to move around and cry, trying to kick the fluff hair man.

,,You made them cry!"

,,What- I- Oh-"

,,Oh?!"

Stache man grabbed you and pulled you into a hug, holding you tight, trying to calm you down.

,,I'm sorry William. I didn't mean to hurt anyone. They were about to grab your gun and I'd rather not have a dead child in this house."

,,Why do you care anyway? It's our house! What are you even doing here? Theres no way it's past 5am."

,,I bought this house..."

Fluffman followed Stachemans gaze to the window, it was snowing a little but you could barely see it since it was still so dark outside.

,,I thought I'd came by to check on things. Chica, Henry and I were on a walk and I had some cookies left that I thought you guys might enjoy."

He smiled and pointed to the bag on the floor, right next to two dogs that were warming up close to the fire, but not too close.

,,You could've just placed them down and left."

,,I feel like-... forget it. I'm sorry I disturbed you and... uhm..."

,,You don't know their name?!"

,,Do you know their name?"

,,Well yes of course I-... well... uhm..."

Fluffman crossed his arms and smirked, looking at him.

,,What?!"

,,Nothing."

He held up his hands.

,,I'll be on my way then."

,,Where do you think you're going?"