Your POV
It's been a day since the last Titan has been defeated and you met Captain Pud, Newton's father. And now, all of you were staying at Stitchem Manor for now.
Nana Pud was happy that Newton was okay, but Captain Pud was a little disappointed that his son released the Titans. You talked to him about it, but the conversation got a little heated. You ended up blaming Captain for Newton freeing the Titans, but Newton and Nana quickly resolved the argument.
Now, however, Newton was building a portal that would send you back to Earth and send Oddsock, Toggle and Swoop back to their home. You were glad about going back home, but also sad to be leaving Newton behind.
After thinking a bit, you walked over to him. He glanced over at you for a moment before returning his gaze to the portal.
"Hey Newton, can I ask you something?" Newton hummed in response. You took a deep breath.
"Do you think... you can come visit me every so often? Or I can come visit you?" You asked, twiddling your thumbs. Newton stopped and looked at you in surprise for a bit before working again.
"I don't see why not. In fact, I was gonna ask you that myself."
"Wait, really?"
"Mhm," Newton hummed. "I just need to go ask my parents."
"So the portal is done?"
"It is now." And with those words, he stood up and stepped back. He took a moment to admire his work before saying, "I'll be right back," and walking away.
You waited for the few moments before he returned with a huge smile on his face. You smiled back, and as Oddsock, Toggle and Swoop came over, the two of you walked in.
Newton's POV
The journey to Earth was interesting, like his body was being pulled and re-constructed. But he didn't mind much, anything to be with Y/n.
When they arrived, he assumed they were in Y/n's room, as it was full of drawings and other things that resembled them. But something was off about the house. It was too... quiet.
Y/n looked nervous, and they carefully opened their door. Together, they went downstairs.
Your POV (Again)
Your eyes widened in shock and dismay. The living room was completely trashed, but that wasn't the worst part; your parents laid on the ground, dead.
Their necks were torn open, and the wounds seemed pretty fresh. Blood still dripped out of them.
You looked around in horror, wondering who could do such a thing. And unfortunately for you, your question was soon answered.
Newton's POV (Again)
Newton opened his mouth to call out to Y/n, but he was grabbed and thrown back before he had the chance.
He struggled to stay awake, and the last thing he saw was Y/n calling out to him before being dragged away.
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YOU ARE READING
See you soon!~ (Newton Pud x Reader)
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