Dave Strider X Reader {Echo} Heart Without a Home

Chapter 3 - Twister

Cause my echo, echo
Is the only voice coming back
Shadow, shadow
Is the only friend that I have

You took a warm shower and he gave you some new clothes that were a little bigger than you to put on after you ate a sandwich. You sat politely on his couch and stayed in silence. Dave looked at you and then looked at the large television screen in front of you both.

"so, Y/N, what do you like to do?"

"Um....what do I like to do....?"

"yeah, do you like to do anything in your spare time?"

"Well....not really. I never really had stuff to do..."

"oh...well now you can start." He stood up and went into the other room. He came out with a white box with little red, blue, and yellow dots on them. What was that?

"have you ever heard of twister?" he asked you. You nodded your head no. Twister? Wasn't that supposed to be some natural disaster???

He laid out a large mat with other arranged colorful dots on them as well. He laid a doll beside a spinning board and taught you the rules. Left foot, blue dot. Right arm, yellow dot. Silly stuff like that.

You set your two feet on two dots as told and you were bent over backwards with your left hand on the blue dot and the red dot with your right hand. That wasn't the bad part though.

"right hand, blue dot." Dave said. He looked around the mat to look for a proper place to put his hand. He looked beside you and saw a blue dot . Without thinking, he placed his hand on the dot. Then, his pale face turned red. He looked at you,underneath him, and your cheeks also turned a light shade of pink. Omg. He was on top of you...

"do you want to stop...? we can if you want"

"We can if you want....I don't care....." you looked up at him, blush still warming your face.

He got off of you and looked at you in your eyes. You felt like there was something weird about him....you didn't know what though.

"i'm gonna go to the store to get some aj" He said a blush forming across his cheeks.

"Okay..." you said as he stepped out the door. Now you were alone. Again. In his house this time. You sat on his couch and stared at the box of Twister. You replayed that moment in your mind. Oh, jeez...that was fun You hoped it would happen sometime soon again...maybe it would...