Maybe, Probably (Roy X reader)

Safe Space

Y/n's POV (warning: problematic, stalker-like character shows up at your door. I have nothing against people who like anime, just the people who take it too far and act creepy. Also mentions to violence against animals.)

Saturday March 14
"NOOO!!" I screamed as I shot up in my bed. The room was dark. I clutched my blankets and trembled, a cold sweat running down my face and back. My eyes shot around all over the room I was in, identifying its features. I was in my own room, in my own bed. Not careening over the side of a cliff. Not in a dark void or a freezing graveyard or in the cursed house. I was ok. But I just couldn't calm down. The sickening feeling of falling off of that cliff lingered in my stomach and I was still hyperventilating. I squeezed my eyes shut and hugged my arms. I had to breath.
I took a few shaky breaths and opened my eyes. I grabbed my phone with trembling hands to check the time. It was 11:37 pm. My mom must already be asleep. I'm surprised she wasn't woken up by my scream. I decided to text the group to shake the lingering nerves.

You: Are you guys awake?
RoynaldMcDoynald: No.
You: I just woke up.
RoynaldMcDoynald: And you decided to wake us up?
You: It doesn't seem like anyone else is awake.
RoynaldMcDoynald: Maybe I'm just a light sleeper.
You: Roy. Were you actually asleep?
RoynaldMcDoynald: yes. Now why are you awake?
You: I'm going to pester you about this later you know.
RoynaldMcDoynald: Sure
You: I had a nightmare and woke up. It was really weird
RoynaldMcDoynald: Oh. That sucks.
You: Wow ok ;-;
RoynaldMcDoynald: Ok listen. I'm tired. Sorry
You: Thanks.
RoynaldMcDoynald: What was it about?
You: The dream?
RoynaldMcDoynald: YES
You: Well it was about a lot of things. First I was in this dark void, then the cursed house where I was running from something, then a graveyard where it was super cold, then I was in your closet with the book, and then a memory.
RoynaldMcDoynald: Woah. What did the book say?
You: It just said "You are ok"
RoynaldMcDoynald: Weird.. any idea what that could mean?
You: No. Maybe we should check the book tomorrow?
RoynaldMcDoynald: Good idea.
Smoothie: It is the middle of the fucking night. What are you two on about?
You: Weird dream that I had. It was really bad.
Smoothie: Oh. That isn't good. U feeling ok?
You: Yeah. My nerves are starting to chill now. It really got to me because at the end I got a flashback or whatever it was of a really bad memory.
Smoothie: Im sorry about that. Want to talk about it more?
You: I'm actually really tired. I'm going to go to sleep now and I think that will help.
Smoothie: Alright. Goodnight. 
You: Go to sleep Roy
RoynaldMcDoynald: I'm trying! stop texting me maybe and then I could actually sleep?
You: I'm serious. sleep.
RoynaldMcDoynald: fuck. ok dad
You: I can be a better dad *wink*
RoynaldMcDoynald: do you want me to sleep or not?
You: Alright alright. Goodnight
RoynaldMcDoynald: Night.

I turned my phone off and lied down once again. I quickly drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

Sunday March 15
I heard a knock at the door. I got out of bed to check it. Jeez, how long had I just been laying there? The clock in the living room said it was 6:00 pm. Yikes. I opened the door and then closed it right after, pressing my back against it. What the hell was she doing here? Didn't we leave her behind in Alabama when we moved last? She knocked on the door again. Not even moving halfway across the country could stop this girl. I slowly opened the door again, just barely peeking out. Yup, it was definitely her. I could recognize that poofy, half blue half pink, cotton candy hair anywhere. She also wore her classic over the top kawaii aesthetic outfit which gave her away even more. Not like she ever tried to hide, or be sneaky about ANYTHING. 
I opened the door all the way and looked her in her dark eyes.
"Y/n! It's you! I expected one of your parents but this is even better! do you remember me?" Said Sakana. (her chosen name, just because she said it was Asian. Though she got it off of google translate and I'm pretty sure it means "fish" in Japanese)
"How could I forget you.." I said sarcastically. 
Sakana was obsessed with all things anime. Normally I would be fine with that- we all have our obsessions- but she takes it way too far. She calls herself a yandere. I tell her that is not something to be proud of but does she listen? No. One time during passing period she stabbed a squirrel with a plastic fork to prove to me she would do anything for me. For some reason or another she was obsessed with me. Absolutely infatuated to the point of borderline insanity. Though she never did anything quite bad enough to get expelled or arrested. Just a few stern talks from her parents, as she would say. I thought that when we moved I was finally safe from her and that she would forget about me. Apparently not! How did she even get here? I had to get her out-
"Oh, Y/n! Isn't that your friend from your last school?" Said my mom behind me, startling me out of my thoughts.
"What-"
"I sure am! My parents and I are visiting this place on 'special assignment' as they say. We are gonna be here for a whole week! I knew that you folks had moved here and I stopped by to say hi!" Said Sakana enthusiastically. Boy did I hate her.
"Well that's great! Why don't the two of you hang out inside?" Suggested mom.
I turned to her with a fearful look. If this girl could stab a squirrel who knows what else she could stab.
"M-mom! I'm sick!" I protest.
"Oh you aren't contagious anymore. Besides, you sound fine to me!" Said mom in a chipper voice. She placed a hand to my forehead. "Yup, you're fine. Go have fun in your room." 
I looked at mom with the best "you've doomed me, woman!" look before Sakana grabbed my hand and ran up the stairs. 
"So, which one's your room?" She asked excitedly.
"It's that one." I said glumly, pointing to my door.
"Great! I can't wait to see what your room looks like!" She said as she opened the door.
She breathed in deeply. Was she smelling my room? 
"Wow! I can't believe I, lowly little Sakana, am standing in Y/n's personal bedroom!" She said, almost shaking with excitement.
I needed backup, fast. 
"Heeeey, Sakana. Is it ok if I call my friends and invite them over? I'm sure you would like them." I said nervously. She squeezed my hand tighter and I felt beads of sweat form on my face as my eyes quickly flitted from our hands to her face. 
"I don't know.. I kinda just wanted to hang out with you. Not a bunch of strangers." She said as she turned to me. Her head moved creepily.. like a cosplayer cosplaying a horror character. It was less- how do I word this- panic inducing when the cosplayers did it.
I didn't want to have to use my powers- as I didn't want to manipulate anyone, even if it was her- but I felt in this moment that I had to.
"But I want you to meet them. They're-"
"Well in THAAAT case!" She interrupted me. There was an obvious twinge of annoyance in her voice but she would never admit to that.
"Invite em over! I'm sure if yoooouu like them then they must be great! Unless they're manipulating you for your infinite kindness and generosity. Then that wont stand! But I'll figure it out for you with my amazing people sense and then you wont have to worry about them any longer!" She said in a way that was totally not menacing.
"A-alright then." I said nervously as I reached for my phone.
"Awww! You're so cute when you stutter!" she said excitedly. I felt like crying.
I sent a quick text to the group chat, making sure Sakana wasn't looking over my shoulder.

You: Help!! Old friend from school come to house staying in room!! Mom made me!! Old friend very scary likes me too much stabbed a squirrel for me once!! Come over now for emergency!! Expect to stay the night cuz she wont leave any time soon

No time for proper sentences! I quickly got a reply.

Smoothie: On my way! Lemme get packed
RoynaldMcDoynald: Coming.
RoynaldMcDoynald: Not cuz I wanna help. I just wanna see where this goes.
Smoothie: Suuuuuure
RoynaldMcDoynald: Shutup!
SpongeRob: Coming as well!
SpongeRob: Don't know why I wrote it like some old timey guy..

Thank goodness they were all coming.
"They're on their way!" I said
"That's wonderful! So excited!" Said Sakana in a strained voice. 
Things were already going to plan! The group would probably stress her out and make her feel threatened to the point of her leaving! Also, while she is here, she wont try anything with other people in the room!
It was ten minutes later when we heard another knock on the door. Sakana had insisted on looking at my T R I  N K E T S while we waited. She set down the one she was looking at and sprang to her feet. I hurried downstairs to open the door. I pulled it open as fast as I could.
"Thank whatever god is out there that you three showed up! You have no idea how much I need you right now!" I said in a fast whisper.
"Don't worry! You know I've always got you when you're in need." Said Susie. 
"What is even going on? I could barely read the damn text you sent." Complained Roy.
"Glad I was able to make it so fast! Usually it takes more negotiation with my parents." Said Robert.
"Y/n? Are these your friends?" Asked Sakana. She looked each of them up and down. "They're so.. Unaesthetic." 
Roy and Susie gave her a dirty look while Robert looked like he was trying to figure out the definition of the word.
"Yup! These guys are my new friends! Say, do you think you could wait upstairs for me? I want to go over the household ground rules with them and I wouldn't want to bore you." I said. Add that to the list of terrible lies.
"Sure! anything for you, Y/n!" She said cheerily. She hurried upstairs and I quickly dropped my exaggerated smile.
"That was Sakana. She's this creepy girl who I went to school with back in Alabama." I explained quickly and quietly. "Things you need to know are, 1, she's obsessed with anime. Don't bring it up around her because I don't think I could survive one of her rants. 2, she's obsessed with me. Like stalker types of obsessed. But, she's just fine with it and embraces it as part of who she is! Definitely fucked up or something. 3, she has crazy mood swings and gets ticked off easily. Don't tick her off. She stabbed a squirrel with a plastic fork in the 7th grade. 4, she ain't leaving. Mom wants her to stick around and she's good at coming up with any excuse under the sun. If excuses were an Olympic sport she would win. Summary, be careful." 
The group nodded as I spoke.
"She sounds dreadful." Said Susie.
"Not so loud, alright? She's clawing at the bit for an excuse to separate me from you guys and trash talking her might be just what she needs." I said.
"Alright so, you called us over to protect you from a creepy girl? Seems easy enough. How long is she staying?" Asked Roy.
"Until her or my parents force her to leave." I said.