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Friends. (Mbb!Ninten x Reader)

(A/N : This one was requested by my sister Forestofmistery because uhh. I guess she likes the Ninten...? I dunno. Takes place in a ugh Alternative Universe of an Alternative Universe. I guess I'll try to avoid [Y/N] because logic. Also, in this particular fic, you were once friends with the subject in question. Ahahahhahagshsh *dies*)

It was a sunshine-y day. A very simply splendid day. You noticed the trains zoom by the station. It was splendid.

You didn't have the words to accurately describe it. Despite you being the self proclaimed "smartest kid"

On the train you used to play a game. You'd throw a rock at the window, see if you could break it. Well, lucky for you, you happened to shatter a window. For a moment, you could see the inside. Your eyes drifted to see everyone; which happened to be only a man and two young boys.

One looked incredibly sick, vomiting a weird substance. He raised his head slightly, and he noticed you. It was then you'd realize who that boy was, and who the other people were.

The man was similar to the description given by Mrs Toi as her husband, even matching with the man in photos. He must be Kenny's Dad. And the vomiting boy is Kenny himself. The other kid is probably a cousin or something. You gave a wave, and the train sped off.

And it was a whole year since then.

You woke up one day, still expecting your friend to wait outside to play games, but he hasn't come back in a while. You walk to his house to drop off the mail, expecting your friend to be there. And he was.

"Kenny?!" You cried out. His head turns to you, and you let out a quiet gasp. He looks different from your last encounter. He had a couple of cuts on his face, the eyes were red, and arms were covered in bandages. "Have you..." You began. "...cut yourself?"

He held his arms defensively. "First of all, it's NINTEN. N-I-N Ten. Second, No. I'm not depressed or crazy. Third, Why are you in my house."

You sheepishly take out the mail, which was an array of letters. "I wanted to drop these off for your mom. And I'm-"

Ninten pushes the letters into your chest. "Not Welcome. Leave em at the door I'll take em inside later." He commands. You oblige, and leave the house. When was Kenny this assertive? Oh, No. he's NINTEN or whatever. It was kind of annoying, seeing your friend like this.

But at the same time, you can't help but wonder; who's the one who did that? Was it naturally hidden? Can't be. Kenny wasn't the kid that'd take charge. Was it his Father? No. Otherwise he'd be off somewhere. Wait.. KENNY GOT HIT BY AN AUTOMOBILE. "He lives?!" You realize, the fact struck like a rubber band.

They say hell changes a person. Kenny died. He must've been replaced by Ninten. No! He IS Kenny. Kenny is Ninten.

Just then, Ninten walks out the house to collect the letters, and bumped into you. "Oh. Great. You." He mumbled. "Why're you still here?" You take a moment to think of an excuse, then stare at Ninten.

"Uhh- because I wanted to see you? I wanted to catch up on what we missed?" You sputtered. Ninten facepalmed and sighed. "Look, what's-your-face. I don't CARE about you. I've got new friends." Ninten said, shoving you aside. "Ana Cross and Lloyd Rosemary. They're lovely folk that actually obey."