|| Chapter Four ||

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Handle With Care

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Come with me to the Inkwell Isles, it's just off the coast, maybe 29 miles
Where there's good and there's bad and there's the in-between
With Cuphead, Mugman, Y/n, you'll see what I mean

Ice cream and rocket trouble never ends!
Watch these ding-dongs as they make new friends! They'll need some help just to stay on trackOh no! There's that guy you better watch your back!

So, if you're looking for fun!
Yes, we're looking for fun!

With the dash of heebie-jeebies!
We got the heebie-jeebies!

Pack your bags and let's go!
Welcome to the Cuphead Show!

Welcome to the Cuphead Show!

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THE COTTAGE WAS quiet for Y/n. Not in a creepy or weird way, but it was just too silent. Yet she grew used to it already. She tiredly sits on her bed, rubbing her eyes as she yawns, stretching her arms. "W-what time is it?" She asks herself, yawning again. She glances at her clock, realizing it was only 8:30 am.

Slowly, she gets out of bed, still way too tired to start off the day. She puts on her slippers and opens her window, feeling the nice breeze hit her. She takes notice of how sunny and bright blue the day is. The leaves swaying at ease as she notices a few birds standing there, looking for food as it then began to fly away.

"It looks lovely today" Y/n comments, leaving her window open as she fixes her curtains neatly. Her eyes drifted to her nightstand as she sees a picture of the two brothers, they took from the photo booth a few weeks ago. She smiled slightly as she sat on her bed, "Hm, I wonder if they'll be up to something today?" Y/n ponders.

She shakes the idea off as began to close the curtains and started to put on her regular attire. She reopens the curtains as she felt the familiar breeze again. She began to put on her shoes and started to leave her room.

As she shuts the door behind her, she began to walk towards the hallway. As soon as she was about to head downstairs, she notices a room at the end of the hallway. Her eyes widen as she felt her breathing slightly increasing, her gaze on the door.

As if her body was reacting on their own, she realizes she was getting way too close to the door than she liked. Her breathing slowly increasing as she gulps nervously. "What am I doing?" She thinks in a panic, "Go back! Go back!"

She felt her hand reach to the doorknob, she shuddered at the sudden coldness she felt. Her hand slowly began to turn the doorknob, almost opening the room. She felt bits of sweat coming on her forehead as her breathing increased. As she was about to open the door, she heard the phone ring from downstairs.

She quickly snaps out her trance and began to head towards the stairs, she looks back, gazing at the door before quickly heading downstairs. The phone continued to ring, she takes a look and realizes it was coming from the kitchen. As she heads there, she takes another gulp, "Deep breaths, deep breaths..." She mumbles to herself as she slowly walks towards the phone

She slowly inhaled deeply as she exhales. She repeated the process as she then picks up the phone, "L/n residence, h-how may I help you?" Y/n questions, cursing herself as she stuttered. "Y/n! Y/n, my amazing, best of the bestest buddy, how are ya?" She hears Cuphead say on the line.

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