a weird game | baldi's basics x child!reader(ON HOLD)

chapter 2 - unplanned

Was this supposed to happen?

You could only stare as the man's eyes opened and looked around, confused. He looked just like the man on the title screen, but where did the others come from? The weird girl with no eyes didn't seem to mind. "I wA nn A plAy w ITh sOm e o nn E!" she said, much to the displeasure if your ears. The man with brown hair leaned down to her height, "Now, Now, Playtime, we can do that later. Right now, we need to figure out where we are currently. Okay?" The girl slumped, but nodded. Soon, they looked around the room, looking for where they where currently. Did I mention the broom and sock puppet could move freely? Yes. The broom was currently sweeping the dust from the carpet while saying/yelling, 'LOOKS LIKE ITS SWEEPIN' TIME' or 'GOTTA SWEEP SWEEP SWEEP'. Ugh, why tonight?

You sat with your back against the large box, frowning. Did Aunt May know this would happen? Is this why you didn't have any babysitters? Were these video game characters supposed to take care of you?? Thoughts ran through your mind, the tracks never stopping. It seemed this summer you wouldn't be doing math. Or would you? Seeing as how there were numbers next to whats-his-face on that menu, it could be that he would teach you math. God, you just wanted a break from math. 

"Oh? Arts and Crafters? Have you found something?"

What did they get-

You felt your collar be gripped by something soft. Soon, you were lifted off the ground and were face-to-face with the characters themselves. The broom had stopped its sweep and stood by 'Playtime'. Said girl looked to be very happy, most likely because you could be a possible play mate. The sock puppet, or Arts and Crafters, was most likely the one holding you. It was slightly shaking. You didn't really dwell on these, as you were more focused on the red-lipped man himself. His beady eyes were focused upon your being, and oh b o y, you wanted to run and hide. He...he had a name...didn't he?

"I ask you this...where are we?"

His question was more snapped out. You shook slightly. "...Who are you?" the man snapped out again. Being the very scared child you were, you managed to choke out, "You're at my...house...and...m-my name i-is...(Y-Y/N)....i-i'm only eight, please d-don't hurt me!" His expression softened. "....Do you know who we are?"

"I-I know who you are....y-you're Baldi, correct...?"

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