Ch.9 working on us

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life seemed as if nothing happened, It was peaceful, Its like Gregory never met Evan, And They were days away from meeting. but he can't help but daydream.

He? Or should I say..they.

" Yo! Greg! Can you help instead of daydreaming? "
" oh right.."

Gregory gets up from his bed and walks out to where Cassidy was, Cassidy had stolen a Huge teddy bear From the prize counter and was trying to hide it. (this teddy will show up in future Chapters :-3)

"Why..do you need this also Where are we gonna take this?..-"
" Emotional support duh! Also to the back room in Freddie's room."
" You know you got me and the others for that.."
" Haha! No you are literally emotional derangement."
" what does that even mean???!! "
" YOU DONT HELPPP!!! "
" BUT IM HELPING YOUUU??? "
" PHYSICALLY NOT MENTALLLY!! "

Gregory Pulls on the teddy bear out of full annoyance and the whole time they just stay quiet, Pulling the teddy bear into Freddie's back room.

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" evaaaan, can you wake upppp stop daydreaminggg for fucks sake..."

Evan sits up on his bed, staring at Lizzy who just cursed.

" there you are! good afternoon! "
" ...Why'd you have to curse so loudly."
" like I didn't say the whole sentence in a yelling tone."
" ...you did? "
" oh my god."

Evan was completely brainwashed at this point, he wasn't remembering things and his illusion Disk didn't even die yet.

" anyways..Micheal made some pancakes but you never woke up so I ate yours! "
" you- what."
" Nothing."

Lizzy covers her face with her hands, Evan gets off of his bed, Walking out of his room.

"MICCHEALL!! "

First time Evan was pissed in a whillle. (Reference)

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Micheal stares at Vanessa as she Tries to Show him how to do something he knew how to do but not in the "right" way.

" then that."
" that's literally what I did..."
" you wanna get fired? "
" I'm a fucking rotting corpse Vanessa I don't give a shit! "

Vanessa sighs and Puts something burning hot on Micheal's hand causing him to "squeal"

" you maybe a rotting corpse but I'll still hurt you."
" Excuse you! "
" so you work or You get fired, and I'll burn you like that each time you dare come back."
".."
" kidding."

Micheal's eyes glow Green and Vanessa Sweats a little.

...

Micheal picks up the phone.

"What do you want Lizzy? "
" it's Evan."
" oh, hey Evan, what's wrong."

Micheal could hear Lizzy In the background saying " DONT COME HOME"

" what's going on."
" oh nothing."
" Evan."
" did you make pancakes this morning knowing I wasn't awake? "
" uhh..No?"
" ...then who did? Lizzy? "
" She made her own pancakes."
" ..."
" I wasn't even home."
" Wonderful."

Evan slams the phone and looks back at Lizzy.

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Evan looks in the garbage at the burnt pancakes, he then turns to Lizzy with a rude demeanour.

" so you made pancakes yourself, saying Micheal made them so that I'd never want pancakes from him again, And then lie and say you ate mine?"
" uhh.maybe? "
" I'm gonna get Charlie To attack you."
" NO-"

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Evan sits down on his bed once again after PROPERLY cooking Something to eat, a bowl of cereal.

Lizzy was in her room trying to build whatever it was she had in her room, It was now quiet around the house so Evan quickly got bored, but soon Evan knew what he wanted to do, Go shopping for a Halloween costume.

Lizzy had one already and so did Micheal, So it was best if he goes now since Halloween was TOMORROW.

Evan stands up from his bed, going over to his closet and grabbing a piggy bank he had from the box it was in, He then walked out of his room and knocked on Lizzys door.

" yeah! It's open! "
" I just need a hammer."

He comes in her room and she's already standing there with a hammer in her hand, she was tearing apart her wardrobe for no reason.

"I'll pay you to shut up about this."
"I-...Okay..I just need the hammer..."
" here."

Lizzy hands him the hammer with a bit of cash, and goes back to destroying the wardrobe except with her hands, closing the door.

He drops the Piggybank and it breaks without a Hammer hitting it, He sighs and opens Lizzy's door, Dropping the hammer hard on the ground beside her and walking back to his piggy bank.

100..old dollar bills.

He hopes it'll be enough.

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Evan has seen a cute fredbear onesie at a Halloween shop last year so he was hoping it was here this year.

He walks into the store as people stare at him with a frightened expression, he doesn't know why...yet..

Looking around he can't find the onesie, He doesn't Even remember what it..Nevermind he does, It's literally fredbear, and also- it's right in front of him.

He takes it off the rack and stares at it, some kids walk by him and Chuckles before Yelling.

" SICK COSTUME DUDE! "

He doesn't know what they're talking about, It's just a bear.

He walks to the register, staring at the Person on the other side of the counter, they seem..terrified.

"What? "
"You..who did your makeup? "
" make up? I don't have any on? "
" oh shit...I-i-i mean oh shoot, Those scars are real? The wings are fake though? "
" what-oh."

Evan finally realizes why everyone's staring, his FUCKING illusion disk gave up on him, and his bandages Fell off and flew away with the wind

" all real."
" sure, You shouldn't even be alive and don't even try to die right now."
" I've been dead, I've never been "alive" before."
" real smart."
" I'm being serious, try taking my scars off."

The person stares at him before pulling at his forehead, they could feel the Scars engraved in His head, and they freak the hell out.

" Like I was saying, I've been dead."

He says as he tucks his wings away, Placing the onesie on the counter.

"Give me the exact change! "
".."

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Here Evan was happy with his onesie and 1000 dollars, Walking out of the store while the shop keeper is dead.

They deserved it, trying to short change a child? satan Has a place for you.🤑

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Oh Evan, just not paying attention, To his surroundings, walking across the street because.

there stood Gregory, stopping in his tracks after he decided to Head halloween costume shopping himself, his eyes were locked on Evan.

😇

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