What if... (hfjONE-shots)

... Airy was a Tiny Co-Host.

Heyo my Edgelings!

I am absolutely pumped for this chapter!! I might just be my favorite so far! Huge shout out to Alice_d3mon and tacofromii_ye for giving me awesome ideas and inspiring me to write this!!

I call this masterpiece (insert drumroll):

ONE Lost Soul AU!

Things to note:

#1 - Watch ONE by hfj cheesy.

#2 - PLEASE go watch the Co-Host AU by FroggyRibbit on YouTube!!! It is actually insanely amazing and I am so excited to see all the new voice actors in Episode 5!!! This is definitely heavily inspired by it, but not so much that it is literally just the same thing. I hate it when fanfics just take someone else's idea and barely change anything. Trust me, I put a lot of thought into making this my own original idea, not just a copy of someone else's work.

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The sky was overcast, and the air humid and thick. The forecast called for rain all evening and into the night, but for now the dark gray clouds only loomed overhead, declaring their intentions with the occasional rumble of thunder. Small houses dotted the rolling hills around the public elementary school of the mid-sized town, Each house looked about the same, they were different colors and had different decorations, but the structures and floor plans were identical, as were the tiny fenced in yards behind each evenly spaced home.

Sidewalks ran alongside the road in front of them, connecting the Elementary School, the Library, and the quiet suburban neighborhood to the collection of small shops in the center of town. Now, at 3:00 in the afternoon, a lone figure walked on the sidewalk, heading away from the large school building.

Most people had already holed up in their houses to avoid the upcoming storm, but this particular person was rather enjoying the weather. A cold wind whipped briskly through the thick air, stirring up the dead leaves that had finished falling only two weeks ago. The boy watched as the leaves flew up into the sky, imagining them sprouting wings and turning into birds.

The quiet was nice. The boy thought to himself. Other than the rumble of the occasional car passing by, there were no people making noise. He liked it much better that way, school was always too loud. It made his head hurt.

Today was especially bad, because they had a one-hundred-days of school party, and so many people came to the gym. The shouts and screams of children and droning of adult voices had echoed so horribly in that huge, high-ceilinged room. The little boy went and hid beneath the bleachers for most of it, his head throbbing. Even the music was bad, and he loved music.

Sometimes he wondered if he should tell his teacher about the headaches, but he decided not to. He didn't want to get made fun of. He already got enough of that from being the quiet kid with the big head.

He didn't want to get on the bus that afternoon, but his teachers always told him he had to. He didn't want to be in such a small space surrounded by all of his yelling classmates. But he had a plan. He walked around the bus with the crowd of other kids his age, but instead of getting on, he ducked behind one of the landscape bushes beside the building.

He waited in that bush until all the buses had left, and then he got up and started walking down the sidewalk. He could see his house from the school, so he knew it would be an easy walk. Why did he have to ride the bus anyways when he lived right there? Why couldn't he walk everyday? This was nice. The quietness gently undoing the effects of today's hassle.