The Puppeteer (II fanfic)

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Morning ):( Same Day
(^I'm gonna start adding Time, up ther )
Cherry POV
I Sighed, I Guess Balloon's the Obvious Pick Right now. Trophy, Paintbrush and OJ woken up earlier than me. It's alright, Balloon must be Up the rooftop, The Doors of the Elevator Slowly Opened, I Looked Behind me before entering inside.

After the doors closed I pressed The Rooftop Button in an quick speed. And Soon The elevator's music played,

Right exactly the music ends the Doors Opened, Making me more Nervous because Balloon wasn't here. "Hey Tr-Ch-Cherry!" "Hehhh, Heyyy Cheesyy!" I chuckle restlessly, "well uh.. Have a Seat I guess?" He patted an spot right next to him, Am I Really gonna do this?

He turned Around And Watched The Clouds Again, I Quietly Approach Him. "I'm sorry.." I whispered
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Cheesy POV
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I was suddenly pulled from behind, Then Feeling An Sharp Bite on The Top of my head. I Shrieked, Feeling The Bitten Part Tear Off.
"OW OW OW! STOP PLEASE!" The Pain Was excruciating, He Swiftly Took another Bite but this time on my side. "IT HURTS!!" The Bite was Torn off again.

He Threw me to the Ground, "hm, You're Really Sweet!" Our eyes locked, But Quickly he broke it. "So.. You were the killer all along?"

He looked down on the floor, He looked.. Ashamed? Sad? Guilty? "Accomplice." He said before Bringing out an Knife, his Face was an evil-ish one. Not Smiling, But it looked Evil.

I Squeezed my eyes shut, Expecting an Stab on the head.. I felt an slight poke....

Then I heard an punch? I open my eyes again, Cherry was on the floor, Rubbing his Right eye. Trophy Was Breathing Heavily, Paintbrush and OJ were standing by the elevator. Shocked at Trophy's Doing,

"Just an Accomplice." He cleared as he stood up, But Why? His hand was still covering the now black eye, Trophy was ready to Do another Hit until he was pulled by OJ and Paintbrush.

"YOU BITC- Let me Go!- IM GONNA KILL YOU- Just Let Go C'mon!-" Cherry gave me an Worried Glare, why? "Just Let Him Take me."

"Your An Accomplice you said. Maybe we can finally know who's the actual Killer here." The air Blew calmly, Trophy gave up and decided to cover up the bites on me, Paintbrush Stood Right next to OJ.

"Your Explaining here now." Paintbrush Crossed their arms, "Okay." He Removed His Glare off of me and Looked at The Ground.

"I'll make it short. SomeONE, was calling me to the basement, then into an room that looked like from a doll maker- A piece of Paper Was thrown to my face from an vent and whoever they are they said," He Raised his hands to mock The 'Note'

"'Work with me I'll get YOUR Twin back!' And as Selfish I am.. I Agreed,"
He Rubbed his Arm
"They said I had to help and do the killings. But They never shown their face at all." OJ was Speechless the whole Explanation, but Paintbrush Was more.. Disappointed.
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Cherry POV
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Hahah. I Failed. Not a Single Kill. I dropped the knife, Then kicking it away from me. I'm only 14. Why am Like This? Am I Stupid?

I bit my bottom lip, Tears Were forming and my Hands were balling into Fists. You Miss your twin, So You would Kill For Them?! The Tears finally dropped down as I stared at the floor.

"I- I Just Wanted Him Back-" I broke into an loud sob, My Body Just wanting to collapse to the floor, But I just stood. I Squeezed my eyes shut. "And- I almost kil-killed Cheesy-"

Paintbrush Carried me to the elevator
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Lightbulb POV
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Where's Painty? Where's Painty? Where's Painty? My Brain Panicked, Painty was missing. The Words Just repeated in my head, But I had an Small Smile Glued on. I Took a bite off my food, I Heard the elevator Beep, Making me jump off my seat and look for Paintbrush.

"Woah! What Happened to Cheesy and Cherry?" Paintbrush let go of The Fruit, Then Sighing. "Well.." they started explaining,
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Trophy POV
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Cheesy Fell Fast Asleep in my cup, I Sighed in relief. I swear if that bitch does another- I shook my head, looking at the 'full' room:
Fan, Paintbrush and Lightbulb were talking happily, Fan surprisingly Stopped being emo.

OJ, Paper and Balloon Talked too, But Balloon Seemed More.. Nervous. His mouth was unstitched- well some,

Mic and Bomb Had their own Corner.

But where's Cherry?
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Cherry POV
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"I'M NOT GONNA DO THIS ANYMORE." I shouted, hoping to get an answer but nothing happened. "IM NO LONGER DOING THIS!" I threw the knife through the vent, Hoping to get their Attention.

I sighed, "Don't Complain when-" The doors slammed close, Causing me to fall to my back.
"W-What The?" The Killer dropped Out the vent, Then Jumping at me.

I shrieked, "WHAT THE HELL-"

It was Pure Black. I was still breathing. Still moving. My Face Was.. Gone. I was losing consciousness...

Ha.

I Deserved This.
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848 words not including the end :)

Damn cherry got er Face Eaten 😨
I was listening to Hickory Dickory Dock when I was writing this chapter 💀—

Fun Fact: My First Idea was Cherry Gonna ask OJ to host a party,
Then Cherry was Either gonna pop balloon or Poison Balloon in the middle of that party.

I decided to do something else cuz I felt like that was tOo cOmPlIcATed

Anyways, Hope you enjoyed! See you next chapter!

Bah-Bye :)