Comedic Mastermind

Chapter 1: Nightmare or Not

(Trophy's POV)

I sat up in a daze.

Ugh. What time is it? I didn't know I would wake up to the slightest of noises. That's what made me confused. I look outside. It's pretty bright out. The sun is probably tricking me, though. I doubt it's early out. All of this talking-to-myself was pointless. I'll just go back to sleep.

I woke up again. It hasn't even been that long! I look around myself, seeing nothing but darkness. There was a dim light, but not enough to see details or much of a silhouette. Now that I think about it, this isn't my room. It felt cold. Water was dripping down from the ceiling into a—what I suppose is a bucket. I'm not even lying on my bed!

I subconsciously stood up and walked over to what I could see was a wall. Now this will test out if it's my room! I punch the wall. Ow! What the hell?! I feel like I just broke my knuckles! Ugh. I guess I should just deal with it. I'll test the wall out. I touch the wall and feel its rough and rocky surface. That is not the wall I know. I stand up and think about it for a while. So I guess I'm in some random cave. How could have someone gotten me here? Or did I just sleepwalk somehow? I can't just sleepwalk my way here. I need to stop thinking and act. Not a big act, just a bit of walking back and trying to find someone. As I walk, I trip on something or someone on my way back. I hear a gasp and then an echoing scream. I look down, and I faintly see a silhouette in the shape of a microphone. Is that who I think it is?

I adjust to the darkness and see Microphone. I think it's that one extremely loud contestant. Great. Am I stuck with her? "Oh. It's you. Could you like, shut up?" I say out loud. She stopped screaming. "Ah- TROPHY?!" She's seriously making me go deaf. Can't she just shut up for once? I stare at her silently, waiting for her to get the message.

"Uh, hi?" Microphone responds to me questionably. "Oh my gosh. I'm having a nightmare!" I could hear her whisper to herself. She stares blankly at the void ahead of us. I sigh. Does she think this is a nightmare because I'm here? Plus, this place isn't even that eerie! I mean, not much. Microphone snaps back into reality. She probably thinks she's in some lucid dream.

"How did I get here?! It's a bad dream, heh. TROPHY. PINCH ME! PINCH ME HARD!" she yells. I stare at her. "Uh, why?" I ask. "WELL, DO IT! OKAY!?" she screams back. I scoff. "Don't complain if it hurts." "Alrighty! That will do! JUST PINCH ME ALREADY!" she yells back. I pinch her. She screams again. "OW! NOT THAT HARD!! I thought that would work," I hear her mutter to herself. "Uh, yeah! Trophy, hit me! Hit me on the arm!"

"I think you're requesting for me to assault you or something. Microphone, this isn't a bad dream or a nightmare. I think this is just reality," I respond. She responds with, "This isn't you, Trophy! Just hit me! Wake me up!" She's more obnoxious than I remember her to be. I yell back, "Microphone, you're literally the most obnoxious being ever! Can't you just zip it now?"

"Oh. Well, sorry for being so loud," she apologizes. "Don't expect me to forgive you," I say. "Oh, look over there!" she points. Topics change so quickly. I snarl at her, but I look to my left. I see a silhouette of 2 things connected by something. I approach it, completely ignoring Microphone's begs for me not to. I question why she told me that if she didn't want me to check it out. I still walk towards it, though. The figure is so familiar. As soon as I reach the figure, I hear a shriek and see one- no, two familiar faces!