Micheals Pov (again lol 😅):
After a restless night, i woke up to the smell of f/f (favourite food). Y/n soft snores echoed through our room, it was cute. I didn't want to wake her.
Creeping down the stairs, I could hear quite chatter. I'm not normally the type to listen in on a conversation when it is not needed but this time it sounded important.
Just quietly sitting there, just so casually like you do. I couldn't hear much of the conversation. Unlike before.
I knew it must have been important if the kept it quiet. But curiosity had over came nd it was slowly eating my insides out. Assuming it was something to do with the new school, I went back to bed with a incredibly confused head.
~Mrs. Aftons pov:
As you do at 3am in the morning, I was on thr phone to a old work colleague from playtime co. (XD).
They said they needed new experiments for the bigger bodies inisative. There exact words were "your kids are next in line to be tested on. Bring them here as soon as possible. Don't fail us like last time and set them free".
They knew I would try and set the kids free it's unfair on them after all. But they never cared all they wanted them for was to test and see how long they last and see if they can suvive like poppy.
None have suvive so far. We think these ones are different.
We take them in and then make them have a "happy" life. Like that's going to happen. It's another version of maze runner and wicked on what they did.
(Suprise told you there may be more fandoms lmao).
That was incredibly cruel but we can't say anything. We do the exact same thing. Yet no ones knows yet.
Y/n pov:
Running down the stairs is fun expecially when you just scared evan and he's crying like a baby just as per normal.
Not realising that Mrs. Afton was talking, I accidentally walked into her conversation. I had heard most of it but chose to ignore it. Until I heard the words "the kids will be on there way and will soon be tested on.". Not sure on what that meant I just carried on.
Time skip 😀 I'm so annoying lmao
(Next day)
We had to pack our bags and leave.......
YOU ARE READING
The Runaway witch
Fantasía'Hither, hither, from thy home, airy sprite, I bid thee come! Born of roses, fed on dew, charms and potions canst thou brew? Bring me here, with elfin speed, the fragnant philtre which I need; make it sweet and swift and strong, spirit, answer now m...
