Various x Reader

Pumpkin Rabbit

Requested by no one.

Franchise: Walten Files

I was watching the walten files and a theory video before I wondered across, 'the mysterious house', on Martin Walls channel. It's horror, so if you're not comfortable with horror I don't recommend you watch it.

You'll be a part of this 'gang' or whatever they are, not the two children who were unfortunate enough to cross them.

Female reader (You can be whatever you want to be, animal species wise, not human)

I'm not really sure if this can count as fluff or platonic or anything. I made this without much thought on the relationship between the reader or PR.

-Billy the clown
-TVA (?)
- Witch Sheep
- Tammy and Duckie (victims)

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Midnight. Halloween. What a horrible night as always. It was always horrible to be in this house. It wasn't so big from the outside but once in, in too deep it's way bigger than you'd imagine. It was always unnerving, even when (Y/N) had been there for as long as she could remember.

She hated it there even though she knew nothing much of the outside except the various trees and never-ending roads that lead nowhere except to more trees. She sat on a burgundy chair near the white door that led into the house, fiddling with a yellow camera.

She took note of how Billy just sat on the chair near the desk, unmoving as always. Even though she wasn't human in the slightest, she couldn't help but feel terrified living in such a house. There weren't many people in the house, Billy, TVA, Witch sheep and last of all Pumpkin Rabbit. 

The pumpkin rabbit. There was something about him that greatly unnerved her, and she could guess why. The way how he speaks in itself was creepy, it was always so soft spoken, and his voice was deep. That creepy grin engraved on his face always spooked her.

More than obviously, the fact that he'd kill children, brutally. She could still find their disfigured and dismembered bodies in a room all the way down the hall, it isn't hard to notice when you live in the house and smell is bound to gain some attention.

The only person in this household that she felt some semblance of comfort with was Witch sheep. There was something about her gentle and lively, soft-spoken tone that always made her feel relaxed. As if nothing could happen to her if she was by her side.

Bringing herself back to the present, she looked to her left to see Witch sheep had taken the seat next to her, a bowl of candy wrapped in dark pink wrappings in her clawed hands. She had this look on her face, like a crest fallen expression but (Y/N) didn't have much time to dwell on it as there was suddenly knocking on the front door.

It nearly startled (Y/N) out of her skin, earning a muffled chuckle from TVA who stood in a corner, who apparently was just eyeing her and Witch sheep. She looked back right at him, only to realize he was eyeing the yellow camera in her hands.

Abruptly Witch sheep stood up and made her way to the door. She opened the door to reveal a duck in a picnic sheet over themself and a blue/violet wolf who had shouted, 'trick or treat', as they held out their buckets.

"Why, hello there, little children."

(Y/N) could hear the smile on in her tone. Witch sheep's voice never failed to sooth her as she laid down further in the couch, to which TVA had moved a bit closer to her, reaching for the camera,

"Are you looking for candy? Then come in, come in.  We have candy for you two."

With that rather short introduction, she had walked back into the house, followed by the duck in a picnic sheet and the wolf.