⫷ ℙ𝕖𝕔𝕦𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕣; 𝔸𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 ⫸

Ch. 4 - Mr. Barron

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Date: September 3, 1939 (Night - Time)

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(Y/n p.o.v)

After Miss Peregrine talked to us,I decided to walk around the town, alone — by myself. Emma decided to stay back to chat more with Miss Peregrine. I then walked in the only bar - this small land has, to drink something. I got tea/coffee.

I started to drink my chosen beverage.

When I finished drinking, I started walking up towards the bar to order another.

When I was talking to the bar tender about ordering another drink.

"Y/n!" A familiar voice said.

I turned around and saw Mr. Barron waving at me. He was near the front of the threshold of the bar. 

"Hey." I said.

"Hello, Y/n, how are you?" He questioned.

"Fine," I said, slightly monotone. "How are you?" I questioned.

"Good." Mr. Barron said. He looked like he was trying to get a word out about something. So, I read his mind.

"Yes, I am ready for whatever you are planning." I stated.

"That's swell." He said excitedly.

"Do you know who Miss Peregrine is?" I questioned.

"Yes, I do." He stated. She's my sister, He thought

"She is" I said, once again, monotonously. 

"Who?"

"Miss Peregrine, your sister."

(3rd p.o.v)

"Oh", was all he had said to that. He looked surprised, at first, only to remember all of your peculiarity.

Ah, yes, an interested peculiar. One to be his comrade, his friend, his partner in crime, and most importantly his pawn to reach Miss Peregrine and her peculiar children. 

He'd have to thank you later for being his pawn and his first ever friend in a long time.

This plan of his will take a long time.

But, with you on his side...

things might take a turn,

for him: better; for others: a living nightmare.

People will might have to watch their backs

and lock their doors

Because things might get a little crazy in the peculiar world.

You are strong and smart enough to stop it from going absolutely insane or you could have your own front seat to the world's destruction.

Whatever happens, happens, right?

This world is so filled up with mistakes, and everyone is one of them.

Where do you fit into this world?

Perhaps in a different country?

Or in a different universe?

Or, perhaps a different timeline?

Or maybe you'll belong in the afterlife?

Oh, or in wonderland? You'll like it there, I know I will.

This world isn't ready what beings up above or down below will have up their sleeves. Perhaps another Black Death, I don't know but I'm not sticking around earth to find out.