(CORALINE) Wybie x Fem!Reader

Part 3 || ( The strange doll )

 "you okay staying in my house for a while, right? i mean, your parents aren't home for a long time, so-" Wybie asked you and you nodded saying "yeah, i could stay for a while." then you both arrived to his house. 

You took off your helmet and he took off his mask. You went inside the kitchen and saw Wybie's grandma sitting down on a chair. she then noticed you both and stood up slowly. "oh, y/n, wyborn. where have you been?" she asked,  "hopefully not near the pink palace apartments. you kids know its dangerous." she said. you and wybie both nodded. "no worries, gramma. we're nowhere near that apartment." wybie said, "yeah, we're just exploring the woods and stuff, and testing out the new bike!" you said. 

"oh, well. that's good. now go and have fun, but not too much fun!" wybie's grandma said before sitting down on her chair again. "come on, let's play hide and seek like we used to!" Wybie exclaimed and grabbed your hand as you both ran down the hallway like kids. 

"alright, you go hide and i'll seek!" Wybie said before starting to count while facing an empty wall. You panicked and quickly start to find a hiding spot. 

"1.."

"2.."

you ran through the hallway and went into the basement.

"pfft, there's no way he'll find me here!" you thought to yourself chuckling. And so, you tried to find a hiding spot INSIDE the basement.

"ready or not, Y/N! here i come." you hear Wybie yelling upstairs. so you quickly tried to hide behind the trunk. Then you hear footsteps coming down the basement. You gulped and then he said "found ya!" while pointing behind the trunk. "aw man, how are you so good at the game?" you said before coming out of your hiding spot. "eh, just had a feeling you'd be in here" he said.

you both looked at each other and then looked at the weird looking trunk. "has that thing always been there?" you asked Wybie. "uh, not that i could remember. I barely come down here anyway." he said then opens the trunk quietly. 

then, there was a doll. a doll that looks just like.. Coraline?!

"hey! that doll looks just like Coraline!" you said in shock while holding the doll. Wybie gasped and said "no way! you wanna send this to her? she'd be freaked out!" Wybie asked. "Of course!" you said.

you both then went upstairs and asked gramma for the newspaper she's reading. then wrapping the doll up in the newspaper and wrote down a letter.

" Hey, Jonesy! 

Look what we found in gramma's trunk, look familiar?

Wybie, Y/N "

"there, that should do it!" Wybie said then putting his pen down. 

"let's go give it to her now." you said then you both ran outside, got on the bike and drove to the pink palace apartment. 

Wybie held on the newspaper and knocked on the front porch. You stood behind him nervously afraid that you went to the wrong house. Then, a woman with a neck collar opens the door. She seems annoyed.

"Ah-uhm, we're here to drop this for eh Caroline? or Coraline? you know, the blue hair girl." Wybie said then giving the package to the woman. She looked at us and then at the newspaper. 

"ugh, okay. I'll go give this to her later, i'm very busy right now." she said then going back inside. 

Wybie then highfives you and said " looks like our job is done. let me drive you home now."

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NEXT DAY

Coraline's POV :

It's raining, perfect weather for gardening. I looked at the poison oak on my hand and out the window again. "I almost fell down a well yesterday, mom." i said, trying to get my mother's attention. "uh-huh" mom replied. i can tell she's not paying attention to me, nobody does. I then took the seed packets out. "I would've died." I said again, trying to make her feel bad for me. But all she does is say "that's nice." which tells me she wasn't listening to me at all. 

i tried to change the topic, "sooo, can i go out? i think it's the perfect weather for gardening!" i said cheerfully trying to persuade my mom into letting me go outside. "No, coraline. rain makes mud and mud makes a mess." mom said without even looking at me. 

"But, mom! i want stuff growing when my friends come to visit!" i said gently slamming both of my hands onto the table. "isn't that why we moved here?"

"something like that, but then! we had the accident." mom said while pointing on her neck collar. it wasn't even my fault! why is she telling me this again? "It wasn't MY fault you hit that trunk!-" i said defending myself. "-Never said it was." mom said annoyed. 

"can't believe it." i said scratching on my poison oak again. "you and dad get paid to write about plants, and you guys hate dirt." i said. "coraline, i have no time for you right now." mom said eye-rolling at me. "and you still have a lot of unpacking to do!" "LOTS of unpacking." she said again. Why is mom so annoying all the time? can't she just let me do what i want and pay attention to me? "That sounds exciting!!" i said sarcastically, crossing my arms.

"oh, some kids left this on the front porch." mom said in a calm tone while handing me a weird piece of junk.

i curiously opened the package and saw a note. 

" Hey, Jonesy. 

Look what we found in gramma's trunk? looks familiar?

Wybie, Y/N "

"uugh," i groaned, not these two again. Although Y/N was kind of nice to me, she's still friends with that annoying dwerp, Wyboring. I unwrapped the paper again and revealed a doll who looks just like me. "huh. a little me?" i got so confused "that's weird.."

"what's their names anyway?" mom asked. "Y/N and Wy-bee." "and i'm way too old for dolls." i said while taking the doll along with me.