Birds Of A Feather (Ray x Reader)

Wonderland

A/N: I got noticed by jojo Siwa the other day anyway currently cooking with my new fic😈😈

YOUR POV:

"First the house and now the bunker?" Ray says as we stare at the bunkers entrance hall.

I huff and place a hand on my hip, "what's next? My past self is going to come back for me and spill some more bullsh*t?"

Ray and Emma look at me with a confused look but I wave them off.

We walked down the hallway that was reminiscent of when we first discovered the bunker, only minutes before meeting Yuugo.

"The numbers on these doors are all wrong," Emma points out.

"This must be another trick by him," Norman concludes.

"Mr. Minerva's pen said something about the walls appearing, right?" Emma asks Ray. "We probably have to solve that riddle before we can get out of here."

I groan, "I hate riddles."

"How do we go 10 RI north here?" Emma asks as she pulls out her compass, "should we try the door that's north from here?"

"Is the compass even working?" Ray asks the girl.

Emma shrugs, "I guess it is. But we don't really need it because this door," Emma places her hand onto the doorknob, "is exactly north." She twists the door open as we are greeted with an empty monitor room. I couldn't help but frown at seeing it empty, there was something so strange about it being empty and with no Yuugo in sight.

"The monitor to room is upside down," Emma comments as we walk inside. "I'm sure we're walking on the ceiling."

"We have to make sure we don't get separated again," Ray warns.

"If there's nothing here, we should get out of here then," I suggest as I walk over to the door we came through not long ago.

I opened the door and step through it only to find myself back in the living room of that house. I blinked a few times and looked behind me to see the door missing. "W-What?" I gasp as I stare at the wall behind me. I begin to knock and bang on the wall, "Emma! Ray?! Can you guys hear me?!"

"You're so silly older me," I hear a voice say behind me with a giggle.

I look behind to me to see my younger self smiling up at me. My eyes narrow, "why did you bring me back here? Huh?"

"You left so soon before, we didn't get to finish talking," she frowns. "You know it's rude to leave without saying goodbye. Didn't your parents teach you better?"

"Shut up." I say, "you don't know me. Stop acting like you're me...you're not me!"

My younger self stares at me with a blank expression before cracking a smile and laughing. "You're so silly! Just because I don't have a number on my neck, doesn't mean that I'm not you!"

A high pitched ding was heard as my younger self gasped, "they're ready!" She grabs my hand and drags me toward another door. I try and pull away, but her grip is too strong for me.

She drags me through the door and suddenly, I'm in a bedroom. There was a twin sized bed with pink bedsheets, a doll house with a toy chest and a small table in the center of the room.

It had a teapot, two tea cups and a plate of sugar cookies.

"Come sit down older me!" My younger self smiles as she takes her seat on the floor.

"I'm not going to eat or drink whatever it is," I state. "I need to go back to my friends. We're looking for the Seven Walls." It then clicked. "Oh, I get it. This is game that he created, isn't it?"

"That 'he' created?" My younger self blinks, "no? I don't know who you're talking about." She picks up the plate of cookies, "come eat one! They're sugar cookie and they're warm and yummy!"

I groaned and walked over to the girls table and sat down on the floor. "Okay, I'm sitting. Now tell me what you know!"

"You're so bossy~." My younger self begins to pour us some tea into the cups, after that she grabs a cookie and eats one. "What I know though?"

"Yes! And don't even try playing dumb with me, you know what I mean!"

She nods, "I know what you mean. But I've told you everything I know. You are me, and I am you. I am you before you went missing and that's all I know."

"How can I trust you?" I hesitantly ask.

"You know it's me! You know it's you!" She tilts her head, "why are you being so mean?"

"I'm sorry." I frown, "I'm going through a lot right now, and I'm confused...and overwhelmed. But I need you to tell me that you're actually me, and not something he made up to torment me."

My younger self sighs and reaches into her shirt and pulls out a locket, my locket. She gets up and sits beside me. She opens up my locket and then opens her owns, she then moves her hands so that both her hands are showing me the open lockets.

"They're the same picture, but one isn't as faded of course. My mama gave me this for my birthday recently. She told me I should always wear it because it was good luck, but it also showed how much my daddy and her love me." She then looks up at me, "you still wear it. If you didn't know who they were, you wouldn't be wearing it still."

She pulls away and returns to her side of the table. "Deep down you know that you're looking at yourself. You know we are one and the same. You know those two people are important to you, even if you can't quite place it."

My vision began to blur with tears, "h-how do I get home?"

My past self smiles and glances at my pistol, "you know what you have to do."

I gasp and shake my head, "I can't shoot you! You're me! If I-I do that, then won't we both die?"

She shakes her head, "I'm the small child inside of you, the part you were missing. I've always been inside you, I've just been...asleep, and dreaming of a good dream."

"If I shoot you...what will happen to me?"

My past self shrugs, "I don't know. But you know it's the right thing to do...besides, didn't you say you have people to see again? Emma and Ray, yeah?"

I grip my pistol tightly.

"I would love to meet them," my past self smiles. "I'm sure they're super pretty and nice..."

I stand up and lower my gun as I point it at her. She smiles up at me and closes her eyes. I couldn't bring myself to pull the trigger, too scared that I would also end up dead. But I couldn't stay here.

I took and breath and shut my eyes tightly as I pulled the trigger.

BANG!