Baldi X Reader

(1.5) A Bit Crowded

Ba-dum... Ba-dum... Ba-dum...

You could feel how slow your heart was beating. Two hands softly pressed against your back, scooping you towards someone far taller than you. You felt as light as a feather as you fell back and held onto them again.

Your body trembled.

"Shh, it'll be alright. This is what they planned."
The voice spoke up again.

Finally, you looked up to see who this man was.
You gasped, your heart sinking a little.
It was him... No- not the teacher, not the principal or anyone else, but HIM! Cal held you closely and smiled. Their face was beaten up a little.
You never felt so happy in your life.
A wide smile grew upon your face as you grabbed ahold of Cal and hugged them, tightly and lovingly.
"You idiot! Don't scare me like that again... I could've lost you."
You barked at him.
Cal only chuckled... The room becoming cold.
"You already did."
Cal's body began ripping into shreds as a blood curdling scream escaped what was left of their body.
You dropped to the ground, tears pouring from your face.
"STOP IT! I WANT OUT, I WANT OUT!"
You yelled from the top of your lungs.
You beat the ground senselessly, desperately wanting your 'friend' to come back. You stopped once you could realize the pain your hand was in. It felt numb and tingly, a terrible sensation. The sting lasted a good while as you say there on the floor in despair.

Where had everyone gone?
Where was Cal?
What's going on?
Who are we anymore?

The tears continuously flowed, creating a small puddle on the floor. You could barely, but surely see your own reflection. You held yourself tightly, wanting someone, anyone to hold you tightly. It was cold, your breath leaving each time you breathed.
A simple 'knock- knock- knock-' echoed through your mind, making you feel sick and disoriented.
You shivered, noticing the puddle of tears had turned into ice.
Seconds became minutes, and soon enough, half an hour had passed, you still sitting alone in that room.
Where were you anyways?
It was so cramped you couldn't move.

"Hey! Hands off the handle."
A booming voice broke out.
A-a broom?
What- this must be the janitors closet!

"Where am I? Where's everyo-one else?"
You were freezing, had it never felt so cold in a small room before.

"Out!"
A door swung opened, light seeping through as the broom pushed you out of the cramped room.

((Honestly I kinda wanna make a small animation about this- like you know, where the characters don't really move and there's a text box??))
((Dating sim?))
((I can't, rip.))

You felt the hard floor painfully greet your head and back as you had been pushed out from the room.
"Ho-how did I get here? I thought I was in-"
The broom cut you off, their voice booming,
"If you're thinking you were dropped off at the office, HA! I laugh at such an excuse. Students aren't allowed in the teachers only rooms."
The broom sprouted into a man with green and white, striped, short hair. His eyes were a calm blue as he held a small broom charm in his hand.
"There's a lot you don't know. They went this way, c'mon before I ditch ya."
The man walked off, leading down a hall.
You quickly got up, the pain leaving your body as you quickly followed behind.
"Who... Are you?"
You quietly asked.
The man seemed to ignore you.
You asked again, this time speaking louder.
"I could ask you the same thing."
He kept his quick pace.
You kept up with him.
"I'm y/n-"
"What'd you see?"
He cut you off, stopping and turning to face you.
You froze, fearing how loud he was being.
The man sighed and turned back around, continuing his march.

It was silent for minutes.
"I think we're lost."
You stopped to catch your breath.
Down the hall you could hear an annoying buzzing sound, like bees swarming around.
The man grabbed your arm and quickly pulled you onto his back. You hung on tightly.

"S-shit, it's Mayhem!"
You looked back to see a crazy woman running towards you two, her long blue hair swaying behind her as she ran in her purple sweater. One of her eyes was red, the other a pure black. The red eye had a spiral going down to her pupil. Her long lashes stayed in place as she seemed determined to catch up to you guys.
"Hey! Wait up, I don't wanna walk alone!"
The man slowed down, the woman caught up.
You looked at her, she looked back at you.
"I don't believe we've met. I'm Ms. Mayhem, I'm the Teacher of Culinary Arts!
She put a hand out, you carefully shook it. That's when you remembered, you had her the hour after math.
"Hey, Sweeps, where we headin'?"
"Cafeteria. Gotta get this kid outta here."
He seemed persistent.
Mayhem smiled and followed along, she looked young for a teacher.

"Ms. Mayhem, do you by any chance know Cal?"
You asked shyly.
She nodded quietly in response.
"I had them in class, silly. I know all my little chefs."
"I think they meant relationship wise."
"Oh, in that case, nope!"
You sighed, feeling Sweeps pick up the pace. Mayhem swiftly kept up, smiling joyfully.

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Ms. Mayhem has joined your group!

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'To be continued in a nearby chapter!' -Cal :)