Antisepticeye x Reader

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(I hope ya'll liked the Darkiplier one. Plz don't hate this one though. I know more about Dark than Anti)

~(y/n) pov~

I was laying in bed playing on my laptop, and I heard the front door open then close. I have no idea who it could be, based on the fact that my parents are on a vacation (I tend to frustrate my parents alot) and it's almost twelve a.m. right now. I shut my computer down and quietly tiptoed down the stairs out of my room, hoping it wasn't a burglar or something. When I got to the kitchen, I peeked my head out into the living room and noticed someone sitting on the couch watching (...SpongeBob) t.v. All I could see was the back of their head. He looked male with green hair and a grey t-shirt. As I slowly walked towards him I stepped on a floorboard that creaked and I froze in fear, but mostly shock. I watched him as he stood up and turn around. His mouth spread wide in a sinister grin. His pupils looked greenish/reddish. He started to walk towards me but I backed away until I bumped into the counter which caused me to wince a little. I wrapped my arms around myself and looked down, waiting for this insane person to kill me but nothing happened. I looked up and saw nobody. I looked around, and everything seemed normal. The t.v. was off. The counters were clean. The knife holder was missing. I wasn't hurt- wait! I looked around for the knifes and the knife holder but I only saw the knife holder laying on the ground by the stove. I ran up the stairs back to my room fearfully and in front of my door was him. Standing there, holding all the knifes and he was grinning at me. All of a sudden he started laughing menacing, evil laughter. But why? Is this my last moment alive? Is he prepared to murder me? I knew this guy was definitely insane. "Who-who are you!?" I stuttered out. "I, my dear friend, am Antisepticeye. Hehe... Hehehe" he continued laughing and ran over to me, throwing a knife towards my face. I dodged it and my eyes glowed a bright (f/c). He seemed taken aback and maybe even a little scared. "Bad idea Anti" I said in a monotone. I pointed towards him and a little light that looked like lightning, went towards him. It shocked him and he ran straight down the stairs and out of the house. "I'll never be seeing him again" I grinned. I went in my room, sat down, and continued playing on my laptop until I fell asleep.

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