"Mark?! What the-?!" I started but stopped as I saw his eyes flutter open. He groaned and rubbed his head, slowly sitting up from the old bed.
"Agh..." As he looked around, his eyes widened as he saw me. "Y/n? Where am I?" He turned to The Puppeteer and started to freak out. "Uhh Y-Y/n."
"Mark are you ok?" I ask, sitting down next to him and smiling a bit, knowing that he was fine. "My head hurts...but who the duck is that?!" He shrieks and points at The Puppeteer.
"That's The Puppeteer." Turning to The Puppeteer I ask,"Can I speak to Mark alone?" He nodes his head and grunts, walking out of the room and closing the door.
"Y/n who are these people?" Mark asks, looking at the weak prisoners. "Mark we need to get us and them out of here. The Puppeteer might kill us!" I whisper-shout, noting that The Puppeteer would be listening in on the conversation.
"What? How?" He asks as he quickly stands up and frantically checks if the children were ok. "Mark, we must find a way to get out of here! We need to take care of them too!" I sit next to the little boy I saw first when I walked into this room.
"Everything's ganna be fine, ok?" I say to everyone in the room. The 16 year old boy curled up in a ball as the other two children looked up at me with hope sparking in their eyes. I walk to the older boy of the group. "What's wrong?"
He turns away and closes his eyes. Looking up at Mark, I ask him to open the window since they might need fresh air. There was one window in the room, but it was tinted and cracked. It wasn't blocked up like the rest so Mark could easily pull it up and let air in.
The little boys turned to me and smiled weakly. "Hey Mark, I'm ganna get some more food for these kids and teenager." I turn to the teen and noticed that he was asleep now.
Mark nodes, determined to help these poor people. As I open the door, The Puppeteer falls onto me, as he was leaning on the door. "Whoa!" I shouted as I fall to the ground with The Puppeteer on top of me.
"Ah s-sorry." He says and quickly gets up, walking off in a blushing mess. "Y/n are you ok?" Mark asks, comforting the children. "I'm fine. Thank you." I say and get up, walking out the door to continue my mission on getting more food.
As I went downstairs, I noticed that some candles were lit on the walls. "Hey Puppeteer!" I shout, trying to get his attention. "Yes Y/n?" I hear from behind me. Turning around, I ask,"Can you lead me to the kitchen?"
"Yeah sure." He smiled his toothy smile and motioned me to follow him. The kitchen was a grey tint with peeling walls- it was quite ugly, no offense. There was a small mini fridge to the right and a wooden table in the middle of the room.
Gosh, Puppet needs to get this renovated or something...
I open the fridge to find some steak and breakfast bowls. (Breakfast bowls are really good you should try it.)
I could cook the steak and feed it to them. Then I can give them the breakfast bowls in the morning.
I smile at my plan and take out the steak. Looking behind me, I see that The Puppeteer disappeared somewhere. There wasn't a grill so I just shoved the steak in the oven and turned it on, spinning the dial to a reasonable number.
This will be interesting.
BEEEEEEEEEEP
The oven screams and makes me jump. It had already been about 12 minutes so I decided to check on the steak. Yup, it looked cooked.
Grabbing a few plates and carefully pulling the steak out of the oven, I cut the meat into small pieces and put it on separate plates. Then I look in the fridge, getting some milk to pour in a couple of glasses.
Great. I can't carry these all by myself.
"PUPPET!!" I yell and see him zoom up right next to me. "Yeah? Please do not scream my name. Only I can do that." He says and smiles,"What do you need?"
"Can you help me carry these plates to the room?" I ask politely. "Yes, of course." He says, picking up all the plates and glasses of milk with his strings. I smile and walk with him to the probably locked room.
"Oh yeah, y/n? Where ganna go to broadway soon." He smiles and starts to laugh.
Sorry I didn't update yesterday. Was really busy.
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