Panic room~ Comedy gold

CH6~ I'm trapped.

Inspo for the title- Labyrinth by miracle musical! :D

TWS- Fighting, Cheesy's dad >:(

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Cheesy was outside, playing in the grass with a hot wheels he'd found at the park. His mother was inside making dinner, and he didn't care what his father was doing. He looked up as another car passed by, then stood and went inside to hide his new toy as his father pulled into the drive. 

When he was coming down from his room, his mother was already setting the table. "Cheeseball, be a dear and grab some forks, please!" She smiled at him. He nodded, walking over to the drawer and pulling out three forks to give to his mother. "You can go wash up now, dinner will be ready soon." She said, patting his head sweetly. He came back from washing his hands to see his father walking in the door. He smelt of smoke, which made the young boy wrinkle his nose. "Cheese." His father greeted him with an annoyed smile as he went to sit down.

He was in a different place now. Probably his room, from the looks of the light purple, floral walls. He was on his bed, reading some random book. He heard aggressive yelling come from downstairs, and then a loud crash. He realized with a sickening jolt this was when he was around 13. He remembered this moment in his life all too well. He opened his door and ran downstairs, staring crossly at his parents in the kitchen. But his gaze hardened into that of fear, eyes widening as he saw a broken wine bottle on the ground, his mother cornered by his father. "Dad!" He marched over. The figure turned menacingly towards him. "Cheesy!" He smiled angrily. "Why are you still here?" Cheesy said plainly, crossing his arms. "Why are you?" Cheddar snorted. "Can't you just go over to your side-hoes house for a night?" Cheesy frowned in disgust. He tried to ignore how his mother didn't look surprised in the slightest, just confused. Cheddars eye twitched, and he slapped Cheesy's cheek. "Don't speak to your father that way!" Cheddar growled. Cheesy didn't even touch his sore cheek. "Don't hit your child." He rolled his eyes. Cheddar slammed his hand on the counter, his ring making a loud 'thhink!' noise. Within moments, the ring was off of his finger, on the ground,  and he was slamming the door and starting up his car. Cheesy looked at his mother, who was walking to him for a tight hug. 

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Cheesy woke up with a start, looking around his hotel room. He sat up, pushing his blankets off and walking to his closet. Once he'd picked out and put on baggy bootcut jeans and a yellow t-shirt, he walked down the stairs to get a bit of breakfast. He made himself two pieces of toast and sat down to eat them. Suddenly curious to see where Trophy was, he looked around. The cherries were talking to OJ, Paintbrush and Lightbulb were sitting together, Nickel and Balloon and Baseball were all doing something? And everyone was doing their own thing. He stood up, threw away his plate, and strolled outside. Paper was outside, tending to the garden. Cheesy waved hi to him, and Paper waved back. "Have you seen Trophy?" Cheesy asked quietly. "No, I haven't.. Look in his room." Paper replied, looking up from the pretty blue flowers he was caring for. "Okay, thank you!" He grinned, walking back inside and up the stairs to Trophies room. When he arrived to the second floor- the floor Trophy lived on- he was surprised to see Trophy just waking up, looking sleepy and his hair messily in his face. Cheesy looked at the ground for a moment before looking back up at him. "Hi, Trophs!" He grinned. "I have a show tonight. You coming? I can give you a backstage pass so you can meet the star!" He winked at the sleepy male. "Um, yeah.. No." Trophy looked down at Cheesy with an annoyed frown. Cheesy blinked for a moment, trying to think of another joke, but found his mind blank as he stared into Trophies blue eyes. He broke eye contact with him.  "Next show, then!" Cheesy walked off before Trophy could retort, lost in thought as he walked down the stairs.

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