Despite being told he didn't want to eat anything, Joyce still left a small chipped bowl of Pease Pudding by Salad's bed for Guilt. She sat on the couch messing with Gerald's small bear hands. He stared at her blankly, after all we wasn't real.
"Y-you know sometimes I-if I'm an early bird, R-Rodger will speak to u-us." Salad said, who was seated in the arm chair next to the couch.
Joyce just nodded, she had listened to all his stories about his made up friends. She learned to tune some of it out, it was a bit rude, but let's be honest he wasn't always fun to listen to.
Salad messed with the dial of the broken radio and tapped his foot to a non-existent beat. Joyce smiled a bit, as the tapping almost represented "When You Wish Upon a Star." It brought back some old memories. She smiled again.
???'s POV
We found a nice house to spend the night in. It was old (duh) and had dust everywhere, but we made due. M and I changed into our new set of clothes and we split the bottle of liquor.
I searched around the house for something useful. Surprisingly there was a working radio in what appeared to be the office. I turned it on to be greeted with a lower quality version of "When You Wish Upon a Star". I couldn't help but smile and listen to the whole song. However once the tune ended, the music cut to static.
Heya sorry for this horribly short chapter. It's late and all. But before you click/tap off I want to ask a question. Would you like the next chapter to be from Harry's POV? Tell me in the comments!
-SquiddyInks
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Hello There 2: Salad's Breaking Point
FanfictionFollowing the years after Joyce and Salad escaped from the "prison", Salad begins to act stranger than ever. Especially after 2 new characters introduce themselves. Will Salad break? What will Joyce do? You'll just have to read and find out. (Yes I...
