1989's POV
Ugh... where am I...
Why is the floor is so cold...
I just wanna sleep...
'Wakey wakey... rise and shineeee...'
What the-? Who's that...
'If you don't wake up in 6 seconds I swear to god-'
'R-Rep? Is that you?' I spat out groggily, slightly opening my eyes.
'No, I'm Princess Boobiliejoobilie of your deepest, wildest dreams- YES IT'S ME!!!'
'Now open your FUCKING eyes before I bash that FUCKING head in.'
Rep... always the colourful linguist. But whatever she says she does... and I'm wanting to keep this pretty face a bit longer.
'Good girl... now stand up for mummy.'
Why does she always call herself that? Must be a fetish or something...
'Now follow me.'
'Why can't you follow me?'
Oh great, that laugh. I hate that laugh.
'Please. You lack coordination. You'd get us lost in seconds.'
'Do you even know where we are?'
Oh no. That look. Oh god oh god she's gonna kill me isn't she-
'Excuse me?'
Just stay quiet, just stay quiet, just stay quiet-
'Whatever. Just follow me.'
Oh thank god...
Might as well do as she says for the time being; that was a close call.
'Are you gonna move that lazy ass of yours?! COME. ON.'
Why does she have to be so mean, like all the time?
Reputation's POV
God. Why is she so SLOW?! Can't she walk any faster? Why'd I have to get stuck with her.
Fine, if she isn't gonna move any faster... then I'll take matters into my own hands...
'REP PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW...' she pouted whilst kicking and screaming. Almost like music to my own ears. Pretty ironic as she's the one with the headphones...
'REP I SWEAR TO GOD...'
'What? What are you going to do to me?'
Oh that sweet, sweet silence...
At least she knows not to mess with me...
At least she knows I'm not someone to be messed with...
At least she knows when to shut the fuck up... unlike the others...
At least...
At least...
At least I'm not alone...
Oh god... I miss the others...
1989's POV
Was Rep... frowning? I thought she only had the ability to smugly grin?
'Rep are you-'
'I'M FINE!!!'
Oh... she's really pissed...
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the vault
Fanfictiona story on how the albums found eachother, and how the albums were returned to their rightful place one by one.
