Insanity is what makes us sane // Samgladiator meets Mystreet

Chapter 10: Unconscious

Third Person

The car ride was silent. Although, the occasional mumble could be heard from the unconscious people at the back. Aphmau pulled to a stop into her drive way and the car lights flickered off. The engine grumbled one last time before stopping completely. A worn out Aphmau and her solemn, brown haired friend exited the black car. The spark of joy had escaped both of their eyes and instead was replaced with a fire of worry and hope. Despite all that had just happened, neither of them were mad. They were more scared. The incident meant that they were more vulnrable to it. If it did return, they were doomed.

Aphmau's breath hitched when she heard two familer voices from within her house. She wheeled around on the balls on her feet and crept over to the window. It revealed the living space Kawaii~Chan, Katelyn and her all shared. Sitting on the deep red couches was a blue haired boy and a orange haired witch who was leaning on the armrest. Dante grazed his eyes over the window and Aphmau hoped that she had ducked in time.

Sam stood to the side,trying to comprhend what was happening. A gear in his head finally turned when Aphmau swiftly looked into his chocolate brown eyes with her soft, caramel ones. He slid over to her side as they both turned their attention to the two people sitting in the room. A wave of hope drowned him in realization when he noticed Travis was not present. Maybe if they snuck in through the winow they could knock them out then- Oh wait, Travis is there. Travis walked through the kitchen door with three steaming mugs of coffee resting on a hot pink tray.

He sat it down on the oak coffee table in front of the two people. "So we are just going to wait here until Aph returns and ask her about the diary thing?" Travis asked with confusion lacing his voice as he plopped down onto the seat next to his friend. Dante shrugged and nooded at once. He started to question his plan himself. Aph had been acting very strangly for the past few days and she could waltz right in when they were asleep and walk right out when they were about to wake up. However, it was the only plan he had.

The diary entry was very peculiar. It had obviously been written by Aphmau, if that is her name. It had mentioned her doing something horrible but who ever she did it to, they deserved it. Appernetly. Also, Aphmau is not her real name. According to the diary. The question that really irratated Dante not to be answered was. What in the name of Irene was it?

Aphmau unlocked her front door with her decorated key. She stepped into her house and embraced the warmth of the home. All three heads turned to her. Dante had a shocked and quizzical expression, along with Lucinda, and Travis had a great poker face on. She ignored all of their burning stares, which could have melted her into a puddle of emotions. She tossed her magenta keys onto the spruce wood table that was by the door and sat on the arm chair to the right of Lucinda.

"It's rude to stare you know, " She said as she snuggled into her comfortable seat near the TV. They all diverted their gazes to one and other before returning them back to Aph. Dante took a small sip of his sweet coffee and placed it back on the pirate coaster that it was resting on previously. "So you're stealing my coffee now, and you still haven't said hello," Aphmau said as she exaggeratedly rolled her eyes. "Hi, Where are the others?" Dante asked as he settled into the velvet chair. Aphmau raised her shoulders and quickly lowered them to form a shrug. "I don't know, they don't need me to baby sit them," She said in an uncaring tone.

Dante had thought this action was strange. He doesn't know Aphmau that well, but he knew she would care. He has seen her break down because Katelyn took eleven minuets in the bath instead of ten. Now her best friends were somewhere unknown to any of the people currently sitting in the room, at the dead of night. She made it seem as if they were in the room next to them, baking cookies with ponies decorated onto them. However, he had noticed a shift in her behavior recently.

"Where is Sam then?" Travis asked as glanced over to Aphmau. She quickly swept a loose strand of her raven hair out of her face. "Irene knows where that boy could be," She said half truthfully. Sam had gone round the back, so he could knock them out. "I wouldn't be surprised if he came back tomorrow with a Lamborghini with Taylor Swift in it," She continued. This part was the whole truth. Sam always finds a way to get what he wants or what he doesn't want. 

"What is it?" Lucinda asked as she diverted the topic back to what really mattered. Aph flinched at the name she had given the demand that had created Sam and her. "I already answered that didn't I?" Aph said as she leaned forward. She balanced her elbows on her knees and laced her fingers together and rested her head on top of them.  Dante shook his head as he let out a sad sigh. "When someone asks me this I always give them the exact same answer," Aphmau stated before she paused. She looked sternly into her blue haired fiends eyes. "You either don't want to know, can not know or won't live long enough to truly know." Aphmau said sadly.

"What do you me-" Dante began to ask but was interrupted by a punch to the head. Swiftly followed by Lucinda and Travis. "That should erase what has happened in the last three hours," Sam confirmed whilst dusting his large hands. Aphmau nodded gratefully. "What did you tell them?" Sam asked. "What I want to tell every one when they ask me that," The raven haired girl said as she started to pick up the unconscious witch on the floor. Sam nodded understandingly. "Now for the easy part," 

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A/N

I have returned! My laptop broke. Sorry!

Anyway, I have now finished mask of lies and have started  my next one. It is a FNAF meets mystreet fanfic called heart of gold. One chapter is out already. I hope to see you soon!

-Da Budder fish