Abbreviated Inserts
(Y/N) - Your name
(E/C) - Eye color
(B/F) - Best friend
(S/T) - Type of shoe you're/(Y/N) is wearing (EX: Boots, vans, etc)
(F/C) - Favorite color
(H/T) - Hair type, EX Coiled, wavy, straight etc
(H/C) - Hair Color
(S/C) - Skin color/Type
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The walk from school was tiring, to say the least. It wasn't originally supposed to be a walk, you were supposed to take the bus, but Mari wanted to get some snacks at the gas station. The bus decided to up and leave, so now here you are. Your (E/C) eyes glance over towards your friend, who looks oh-so distressed at the current situation. She was currently chewing on the chips she bought from the store, with YOUR money, looking like she was in heaven. In conclusion, she was not concerned at all.
"Oh, Irene." You sigh and shake your head. You would be more annoyed at her if you didn't feel like an anime protagonist walking down the sidewalk in an OST. Mari looks over at you, cocking her eyebrow up. "Uh, what?"
"What?" You look back at her confused.
"You just said 'Irene'." She points her finger at you, a hint of mockery in her tone. "Isn't that what we used to say in like 5th grade, in replace of God?"
You take a moment before the feeling of wanting to disappear overtakes you. She's right. Back when you were both in your Aphmau phase, you used to use that instead of God because it was "Cool" or something. You thought you got over saying it, like how you used to say "Like" all the time.
Mari's hint of mockery has now turned into a full grin, her laughter echoes across the stilled street. "I completely forgot about that! That was such a cringe time for us, huh?" She places her hand on my shoulder, completely forgetting about the chips she was so in love with a moment ago. You wish she went back to eating them at this point.
"It was an accident," You start, you feel your (S/C) cheeks heat up.
"I was feeling nostalgic, okay." You glare down at the short girl, who in turn sticks out her tongue.
"Right, right. I totally believe you."
"I swear, I didn't mean to say it. Why would I purposely want to say an old Aphmau quote in 202-" Your sentence was cut off by the sound of a small object hitting your shoe. Looking down at your (S/T), you spot a small keychain of a staff, made fully of silver and a red jewel in the middle. You instinctively pick it up, glossing over it.
"What is that?" Mari asks, peeking over you to see.
"It looks like a keychain." You hold it by the chain to show her.
"It looks pretty!" She goes to grab it, but you snatch it away last minute, smirking.
Mari whines about the action, as you continue to walk back to your house. You banter back before getting distracted by a speck of raven hair, in the corner of your eye. You squint to get a look, but it disappears before you can see it better. Weird.
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You didn't expect to be met with a (F/C) wall when you woke up. Nor, do you imagine seeing a bunch of posters of fandoms you enjoyed a couple of years ago. You sit up, and run your hand through your (H/T) (H/C), as your (E/C) eyes analyze your new surroundings. "What the shit..?"
YOU ARE READING
Alternate Paths | An Aphmau Reader Fanfic
FanfictionY/N, an ex-aphmau fan, was going on with their daily life when they were transported to Mystreet. Them & Their best friend, Mari, were sent by Irene to change the ending they were given and to rewrite a new. Y/N & Mari are determined not just to cha...
