Is it wrong?/Laughing Jack x Reader x Isaac Grossman

Chapter 22: Meeting a toy maker

The next morning hit fairly soon, after all y/n couldn't fall asleep until five in the morning.

Her tired eyes opened up slowly, she looked around the room to find.....absolutely nothing!

'Wait....no..! He was real I know he was...! He's probably just downstairs sleeping on the couch.'

Y/n ran down the stairs rather quickly, which was quite unusual, it was actually fairly impressive, stupid but impressive.

'Please be there...!'

She looked at the old worn out couch to see nobody.

"No..!" So it was all just a dream..? No. That can't be..it felt so real..

"No, what?" A gasp erupted from the young woman, turning her head sharply to the source of the noise. The culprit was no other than her childhood best friend Isaac!

"I thought..."

"You thought out encounter last night was a dream?" The girl nodded her head in shame. The man didn't seem to mind, actually it looked like he was enjoying himself. Joking around with his old best friend.. things change but they don't change completely.

"It's okay, I did too. I got so many memory flashbacks while I was in that coffin.." y/n had a saddened smile, happy that he remembered, but sad that he had to suffer before he got them.

"Oh..! Speaking of wich! Do you know what you are..?"

"No...honestly I didn't even look into the mirror yet...I'm scared.."

"Well...then let's look together..! You don't look bad Isaac..you look very different, but not bad..!" The man smiled meekly at the poor, awkward woman who struggled to find the words to comfort him. He found it rather cute that she was pushing out of her comfort zone just to comfort him.

"Okay...guess I can't run from it forever.." y/n nodded her head, and gently took his hand, to take him to the bathroom. He noticed how tense she was, bracing herself for his reaction.

"I'm fine...you don't need to worry about me.."

"It's my job to worry about you..I'm your best friend...!" They both laughed and proceeded to the bathroom without anymore words. There were none needed, it was comfortable.

Y/n turned on the lights and walked them both to the tall mirror.

Isaac stared at his face witch did look VERY different. Y/n wasn't kidding, though he did look bad. He deemed himself to be very ugly, while y/n adored him.

"I look hideous." A grim laugh escaped the man, y/n scoffed at him.

"You look great! Don't say such things to yourself..!" The man was surprised, and taken back.

"....thank you..."

"What are best friends for!"

'Damn friend zone'

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Laughing Jack looked around the foreign area he was teleported in. It looked quite strange, it was dark and dusty.

That was until a blue door was opened by the jester.

"What the hell?"

"What."

"He locked the damn door..! Oí dickhead open up!" The door made an obnoxious click noise, signaling it was now opened.

How strange..