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It was the middle of the night, you cursed yourself for taking a nap so early in the morning. You'd not been able to sleep for a few hours so you resorted to work out. You had done squats and push ups to keep yourself in shape.
The bandage around your limb had made it quite hard to ignore but it was tolerable. The grunts from you filled the house and the crickets chirped quietly.
A loud bang could be heard.
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KARLS POV:"Let's be civil now!... WOAH!" I had been running for quite a while. I ended up getting into a fight that I couldn't handle. Somehow. My shoes clanked along the side walk as I ran.
The booms behind me from said person were getting louder so I made a sharp turn. Into an alley and another sharp turn into a house. Thankfully I heard the person go the other way.
I calmed my nerves (that I didn't have) and faced my back towards the door. When I opened my eyes again a sword was pointed straight at me. Instinctively I threw my hands up and tilted my head to see who it was.
It was that person from the warehouse.
"Woah! Calm down deary! I just wanted some refuge!" I laughed at the end trying to calm both of our nerves. But it soon ended when their expression stayed the same.
My laugh turned into a chuckled and into nothing when I realized I haven't quite gained their trust. Reasonable though, I did try to kill them.
"Quiet down bird boy." They said, my smile faltered but spring back up at the silly nickname. "Bird boy?" I questioned and saw their head turn to the side. I looked and there was Arma. Pecking crumbs it couldn't eat.
They looked back at me slowly, faltering the sword slightly. They motioned for me to sit on the couch and I did so, I mean I didn't want my head to come clean off.
They stared at me for quite a while before sighing. "Who are you, and... what are you." They said with hesitation. I was confused before I realize I didn't properly greet myself before.
"Oh! I'm Karl my dear!" I said putting a hand on my leg. They gave an odd look at me and spoke again. "And?" I looked at them puzzled before sounding a silent "oh."
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(Y/N) POV:
"And?" You questioned him. He seemed to be confused before realizing what you were asking. "I'm a resin statue." He said nonchalantly. You stared at him, all the dots connecting. You tried your best not to laugh."Well then. I guess that makes sense." You told him before walking away. "What do you mean?" He asked while your back was turned. You snorted at his question. "Well? Answer me." He demanded.
You turned to him. "For starters, your fucking skin is grey mate." You had a habit of saying random names that you wouldn't normally use. "And when I hit you with my ninja star it bounced right off your fucking eye."
He chuckled before standing up. You kept your eye on him as he reached for his pocket before he pulled out the ninja star. You almost spat out the drink you had as you suddenly felt embarrassed.
"What?" You heard him say. You wiped your mouth, "I didn't expect you to keep it." You answered hesitantly. You turned back around just to see him standing a foot away from you.
"I thought it was a nice remembrance!" He said cheerfully as if you didn't lodge it into his head. He put his hand out for you to take it but then he grabbed you by the hand and spun you into the couch.
"JESUS!" You shouted, your view was dizzy but you could see that he was now sitting in front of you now. "What was that for." You muttered until you felt the star being placed in your hand.
You looked down, noticing the shine of it. You looked back up and suddenly felt fear. He had separated you from your sword. He smirked as he watched your face.
"You see deary..." he said standing before picking up Arma. Your gaze followed him with every step until he was in front of you again.
"I have a proposition."
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That's all for now! Hoping to get the next chapter out tonight! Thanks for reading! (I might edit it later to make it longer!)
-Mew!!
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"Bird boy." (Karl x reader)
Fanfiction!!I DO NOT OWN THE ART USED IN THIS BOOK!! This book will be catering to the more caring and fanon version of Karl. What's this? An advertisement? When (Y/N) heard about the fight for a free wish, they couldn't help but feel a bit curious. How will...