You turn to see someone enter your house you can only make out the shadow of you intruder you instinctively hide into your wardrobe, not the smartest choice but one of pure adrenaline, you close your eyes holding the doors shut, you listen to hear something large and heavy being set down, you didn't know who it was and what they were doing in your home, you heard muffled words that you couldn't make out for the life of you no matter how hard you tried it came out as pure dead noise, as you strained to hear the figure now fully set and ready to do whatever they pleased
Bob pov:
I walked in, expecting to see my sweet thang somewhere, but hm? Not a sight I put down the tree I had expertly picked from the ground, placed it in a what I thought would be a good spot I mean it could go anywhere, but I think it would be a good spot atleast
"Darlin' I'm home! Where are y'e" I said to no response from anyone within, I walked around seeing no one I headed into the main bedroom
No one's pov:
Bob walked in the floor boards creaking as he did so, he looked under the bed, under the mattress and then into your wardrobe, you shut your eyes tightly "darlin' why you hiding? It's just me lampchop" bob said tenderly with his smile glued to his face like some sort of doll, kind of like those happy fellas you had seen on tv so many times, you opened your eyes slowly and looked up to see bob, covered in pine needles but it was indeed him not some Satan Greg looking man, "oh..." You said with relief you then stood up and started to walk to your living room before you could even walk a few steps bob was holding your hand tightly in yours, as reached your living room you saw the towering tree you look in awh , and ran off into some room to grab something, bob was not expecting you to bolt but you soon returned with a bin full of holiday decorations you start rapidly putting stars bulbs candys, and really anything you see into the tree even standing on the tips of your feet to try to reach the top, your soon lifted off your feet to over the top of the tree as you place your tree topper, it's perfect, this would be the perfect Christmas, you didn't care if there was no gifts under the tree really Christmas was about the people you bring together even if that person was a crazed southern cannibal, he still had charm to make you flush colors you never seen yourself, you put up the last few decorations and items you settle yourself content and happy but as, aside from the main issue this could be. Great Christmas.. or would it?
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A Mysterious Meating 🍖 🫀(bob velseb x reader)
Fanfiction(First time writing it would mean alot of you could read, also I'm dyslexic so beware lol 💖, also I'ma probably be writing this untill spooky month dies out)
