OKAY, NOT A CHAP BUT AN IDEA-

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So, I was rewatching the interweiw with Wilford thing and had an idea so bare with me-
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You sat back into the chair you were placed in, taking in breaths as waves of memories hit you like a freight train.

Will shot you. You were trapped in a mirror prison for three years.

It wasn't his fault.

It was the house.

It was Mark.

You placed your hand on your stomach, feeling the wound that Will left you with.

You jumped up, running out of the office, and to the front desk.

"Is Wilford meeting with anyone today?" You asked the lady.

She shook her head, and you bolted to his office.

You basically knocked the door off its hinges, panting like a mad dog.

But, there he was. Wilford Warfstach. Holding his gun in his hand.

He looked towards you with a large smile.

"Ah! (Y/N)! So glad of you to stop by after testing out WAA!" The man said, twirling in his swivel chair.

You slammed the door shut, locking it in the process. You removed your shirt and your undershirt pretty quickly.

"Wow, now now, let's not get to hasty!" Will said, looking down at you body.

You walked over to him and took his free hand, placing it on your stomach.

Right over the gun shot wound.

"You feel that?" You asked him ,resiving a nod in response.

"You."

He looked up at you with a look of confusion.

"You did this to me. I don't blame you, it was Mark's fault. Mark and that stupid mansion." You said, releasing his hand.

He looked down at his hand, stunned and unmoving.

"The bot you had scan your brain, asking if I thought it was your fault. It wasn't. It was that damed house." You said, kneeling down in front of him.

For the first time since you meet him, you saw Will.

The real Will.

Not whoever he turned himself into. Not Wilford.

But William.

The colonel.

"(Y-Y/N)...?" He said, dropping the fake accent and sounding like himself again.

You shed a tear.

"It's me, Will. I'm right here."

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