"Yeah, my moms a pretty big business woman, so she's gone a lot." Explained Y/n. "Are my nails done drying?" She picked up his hand and tapped his finger. "Yeah, you're fine." She looked at her legs and put her hands on them. "My dad is the same way. He only ever makes time for dinner, and breakfast if we're lucky." She looks at Michael. He's fidgeting with his fingers and Y/n stops him. "Dinner!!" Mrs. Afton yells. "Oh, I should get going."
"No you should stay for dinner. It's better than eating alone." Michael says nonchalantly. "Like you care." Y/n giggles. "Are you staying for dinner? please say yes, please say yes." Elizabeth whispered to herself.
"Yeah, i'll stay." A look was exchanged with Michael as Elizabeth shrieked with excitement and ran off. "Im doing this for your sister." No she wasn't. "Alright alright." Michael yawns and gets up. "I'll put your clothes in the wash." He grabs them and walks downstairs, Y/n quickly following behind. "So, Y/n you're joining us for dinner?" Mrs. Afton asks. "Is that okay ma'am."
"Oh please call me miss, it makes me feel younger." Mrs. Afton laughs as Y/n just stands there awkwardly. "But we'd love to have you for dinner dear. William is lighting the fireplace right now, it looks like a cold front is coming in after this rainstorm." A bright smile is shown at the ginger lady in front of her. "Thank you."
"Come sit next to me Y/n!" Elizabeth pats the seat next to her. "Alright" Y/n chuckled and sits down. "Michael usually sits next to that seat and evan sits there. Mom sits over there, and sat sits right there." Elizabeth rants. "Okay Lizzy sweetheart that's enough." Y/n watched as a little boy walks up to his seat and sits there quietly. "Your clothes are in the washing machine. I wouldn't just dried them but they still had blue stuff all over them." The freckled boy sits next to you and leans back in his chair.
"Blue stuff?" Mrs. Afton giggles. "Yeah we were doing an experiment in science and we accidentally made a mess." She lightly kicks his foot. "I made a mess." A large pie is placed in the middle of the table. "Y/n, is chicken pot pie alright?"
"It's great, thank you." She responds. "Michael make your guest a plate, please."
"Haha! Michael a gentleman now" Elizabeth teases as Michael places a portion on Y/n's plate. "Shut up Elizabeth."
"Michael be nice to your sister." Mr. Afton says as he steps in the room adjusting his tie. 'Woah..' "Yes sir." Michael sets her plate down and makes his own. "What happened to your face?" He asks. "I got into a fight." He shoves his face full of food and Y/n raises an eyebrow. "I told him he needs to stop wi-"
"Just let the boy be Clara. He obviously won't learn."
"But Willi-"
"Clara." Mrs. Afton takes her apron off and sits at the table.
"So you must be Y/n" He says. "Yes sir." Unsure of what else to say Y/n got nervous as the intimidating man stared at her. "Were you also the one who painted my sons nails?" He asked with a bite in his voice. "No it was me" Elizabeth smiles. "They let me paint both of their nails!" She said excitedly, the lie causing Y/n to do a double take. "I don't want you painting Michael's nails Elizabeth. It's not appropriate."
"Yes sir.." She spits. "So I understand Michael picks you up and takes you home from school. Do you have any classes together?"
"Yes sir, we have science and english together." She responds quietly to the man.
The air in the room felt uncomfortable and was no longer clear. The rest of dinner was silent except for the occasional sound of a fork tapping the plate. 'So this was the owner of Afton Robotics.. He was a lot meaner than he was on Tv..' Y/n thought. "Y/n, we'd love to have your family over for dinner sometime." Mrs. Afton says warmly. "Oh, Uhm" She slightly picks at her food. "Her parents aren't very social people." Michael states.
"Oh! My apologies." Y/n smiles slightly to herself and glances at Michael. He yawns and picks up his plate. "Are you done?"
"Yeah" Y/n picks up her plate and stands up. "Let me take it, don't worry." Michael stands and takes the plate from you. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, i'll meet you upstairs." Elizabeth whines. "Michaell how come you never take my platee!" She complains.
"Shut up Elizabeth. You're perfectly capable of taking your own plate."
"Ohhh, so your saying the pretty girl you bring home for the first time EVERR isn't?" Elizabeth questions as she stands up. "It's okay. I'll make sure that you're properly treated!" Elizabeth grabs the girls hand and pulls her upstairs. "Elizabeth!" Michael yells. The ginger girl pulls Y/n into her room. "Here sit right here!" She pulls up a very tiny chair for Y/n to sit and puts it at the tiny table and she obliges. "Now if you're going to have a fancy tea party you have to look fancy. I'll fix you up." Elizabeth grabs her makeup and bows and puts them on Y/n quickly. "Can I see what I look like?"
"Nope!" Elizabeth sits in the other chair and places two stuffed animals in the empty chairs.
"Elizabeth!!" Michael barges into the room. "Oh god."
"Michael!! Just in time to join us for the fancy tea party!" Michael looks at you and starts laughing. "Shut up Michael!" Y/n exclaims. "Now come join us Michael. Mr. Snuffles didn't want to be here anyways." She kicks the stuffed dog off the chair. "No way!! C'mon Y/n!"
"I don't know Michael, this tea is really good. Come join us." A fake slurping sound is made as she 'sips' from the teacup. "Fine.."
"Perfect! Sit here, i'll make you fancy!" Y/n giggles as she starts putting makeup messily on Michael. She covers his lips in lipstick and puts blue eyeshadow all over his face. "Wow Michael, you look great."
"Says you" He says sarcastically and Elizabeth slaps his face. "Stop moving!" Y/n bursts out laughing and Elizabeth throws a plastic teacup at her head. Michael laughs at her. "Ow!"
"Next time i'll use my nice ones." She retorted. Michael looked like a clown by the end of Elizabeth's 'fancy tea party.' "Thank you please come again!" She said as she pushed the two out of the room.
"You look like a clown." Michael says. "So do you"
Y/n states as she walked into the bathroom and started washing her face off. "Do you have a towel?" Michael wiped her eyes off and handed her the towel. "Yeah. Now move it's my turn."
"Whatever." Y/n sits on the side of the tub and watches Michael's now dry curls bounce as he washes his face. "Towel?" He asks. "Sure." She hands it too him.
"It's supposed to rain for the next few days." Michael says as he dries his face. "Atleast it's the weekend. We won't get caught in the rain again."
"Yeah." Michael chuckle's. "I should get home." She checks his watch. '7:44' "Are you sure?"
"Yeah, is that alright?" Y/n asks. "You don't have to ask if that's alright." The towel gets tossed aside and Michael puts his hand on her wrist. "I'll drive you home."
"You sure?" Michael nods his head and pulls her up. The two go downstairs together and Michael lets go of her wrist. "I'm going to drive Y/n home."
"Here take an umbrella." Mrs afton points at the holder. "And please be safe."
"We will mom." An umbrella is taken out of the holder and opened as they walk outside. Water falls onto Michael's shoulder as Michael carefully holds the umbrella over her. "Here, take it to the other side of the car." Michael hands it to Y/n. "You'll get wet, it's fine."
"The door is literally right here, don't worry so much." He opens it and gets in. Y/n walked around and got in the car while shutting the umbrella. "Thanks again for taking me home."
"I'd be a real jerk if I didn't" Michael says.
"You already are a jerk." She teased as Michael turned the corner into Y/n's driveway.
Y/n handed him the umbrella. "Take it." Michael pushed it back. "It's yours."
"It's fine. I have an extra in my car." He was lying, but Y/n didn't know that. 'Why was he warming up to her so fast?' "Alright fine, by Michael." She got out of the car and shut the door. "Bye.." He watched as she walked inside forgetting her backpack. "Damnit.." Michael put it in backseat and drove off.
The Aftons house was so lively compared to Y/n's. She remembered when she had a family like that, she was envious. Her hands slipped into her pockets and she felt something inside of them. Money and a piece of paper was pulled out. It read "Nice try, here's your money from breakfast. 'Michael's number'" "That jerk.." She smiled as she tacked the note next to the phone.
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AHHH this chapter feels so blergg, i might redo it or take it down cause it just doesn't feel how i want it too. but if you enjoyed it please tell me !!
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