The day started like any other, with the crewmates and impostors scattered around Y/N's room, each involved in their activities. Red, ever the curious one, had been rummaging through an old chest when he stumbled upon something nostalgic—a tiny toy playhouse, faded but still sturdy, a relic from Y/N's childhood. He traced his tiny, gloved fingers over the pastel-colored walls and windows, memories flickering like a distant dream. An idea popped into his mind, making him light up with excitement.
"Hey everyone! Gather around!" Red shouted, his voice brimming with enthusiasm. The other crewmates and impostors perked up, stopping what they were doing to glance over.
"What did you find, Red?" Blue, now affectionately known as Azure, asked as he made his way over, curiosity piqued.
"We're going to play a game called house! We're going to be a big, happy family," Red declared, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Green—or Emerald—crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "And who decided this?"
"Me," Red said confidently, pointing at Black. "And you're going to be the father."
Black's eyes widened in shock. "What? No! I don't want to be a part of this!" He shook his head, already trying to back away, but Red wasn't having it.
"Too bad! You're playing with us," Red insisted, puffing up with determination.
White—Ivory—snickered from behind. "Oh, this is going to be good."
Black spun around, glaring. "Shut up. It's not funny."
White's giggle turned into a full laugh. "It's a little funny."
"Oh yeah? Well, you're the middle child," Red announced, pointing at White with a smirk.
White's smile dropped. "What? What makes me the middle child?"
Black, now resigned to his role, chuckled under his breath. "Hey, the middle child."
White shot him a glare. "Back off, Dad."
The room burst into laughter, and soon, everyone was assigned roles. Blue—Azure—was the older, 'wise' sibling, while Green—Emerald—was the younger, energetic child. Yellow—Golden—was the playful pet dog, barking and prancing around with pure joy. Purple—Violet—took on the role of the 'kind grandmother,' and White sulked as the middle child, pouting in the most dramatic way possible.
They set the scene, arranging miniature chairs and tiny dishes. Black, now in a tiny makeshift worker's outfit complete with a comically oversized tie, sat at the 'dining table' looking thoroughly unimpressed. Red, dressed in a frilly apron that he'd found in Y/N's old dress-up box, played the part of the mother with theatrical flair.
"Dinner's ready!" Red declared, placing a plastic pot in the middle of the table.
"About time," White muttered, crossing his arms.
"Watch your tone, mister," Red scolded, shaking a tiny finger.
Golden—on all fours—barked in response, tail wagging enthusiastically.
"Calm down, Golden," Azure said with a laugh, patting him on the head.
As they pretended to eat, a playful argument broke out between White and Emerald over an imaginary toy.
"That's mine!" Emerald shouted.
"No way! I had it first," White argued back.
Black groaned, pinching the bridge of his tiny nose. "Can you two just share it? Please?" His tone was exasperated but carried a hint of genuine care, fitting for his assigned role.
The room filled with laughter as Violet, in her 'grandmother' role, pretended to nod off mid-meal, only to startle awake with a dramatic snore.
In the middle of the commotion, Y/N walked in, holding her phone in one hand. Her eyes widened at the sight before her—Red in an apron, Black in his worker's outfit, and Golden still barking joyfully.
"What are you all doing?" Y/N asked, barely holding back a giggle.
Black's face flushed. "I'm done. I'm out." He stood up abruptly, trying to remove the tiny outfit as he walked to the next room.
Red scratched the back of his head, a sheepish smile forming. "We were playing a game called house. I found your old toy playhouse and thought it'd be fun."
Y/N's giggle turned into full laughter. "It's okay, it looks like you guys were having fun." She leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling. "Oh, by the way, I might have sneaked a pic of Black in his outfit."
A collective gasp filled the room.
"You what?" Black yelled from the hallway. He dashed back into the room, eyes wide with panic. "You have to delete that!"
"Nope," Y/N teased, grinning from ear to ear. "I'm going to save this forever."
"Nooooo!" Black exclaimed, lunging toward her as the rest of the crewmates and impostors erupted into laughter. The room buzzed with the sounds of joy and playful teasing, a perfect reminder that even the simplest games could bring everyone together.
It was a day filled with silliness and lighthearted moments, one they would all remember as a testament to the unbreakable bond they shared.
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Family Among Us
FanfictionI do not own among us, and I just made this for fun lol. Y/n a young girl who was living on her own finds a box that would soon change her life
