The Theory of the Hole - VsauceXreader

Behind the Bedroom Door

"Do you wanna tap the button?" Michael asked. He gave you the controller. "It's the red one." He pointed at the red button, and you tried to hit it with your hand, but accidentally also tapped some other buttons. A beam of light hit the spaceship from the outside, and everything lightened up. Michael's eyes were now only holes of light.

"I think I hit some other buttons too."

"You what!"

"Sorry."

"Which ones?"

"These," you said and pointed at some buttons around it.

"Oml, this means we'll only have an hour until we get big again. We gotta hurry, (Y/n)". You noticed that everything had gotten bigger. The long desks had gotten longer. The screens were all gigantic even those who used to be small. All Michaels tools and paper were as big as buildings. "Okay, I think we're small enough now," Michael said with a squeaky voice like he had inhaled helium.

"lol, why is your voice like that?" you said and heard that your voice was just as high-pitched. You and Michael started laughing and kept laughing because of your laughs. Nothing could be serious with this voice. After saying weird words and sounds with your new voices you headed out the ventilation shafts and saw daylight for the first time in many hours.

"Isn't this wonderful?" you asked and crossed your legs gazing at the city under you. No one could see you like this, so you thought about spying on 6ix9ine or some of your friends.

"Did you know that the word wonderful originally meant full of wonder. Yet it is very seldom used in that way anymore. It is most frequently used to mean extremely good or fantastic."

"What do you think is wonderful in this world?" you asked.

"The new definition of the word or the old one?"

"The new one."

"Well, I think this is wonderful. Flying in this sixty microns wide space ship with you."

"Why so?" you asked and felt your cheeks flush.

"Because it's not everyday one can experience this and bring such a sweet friend along."

"That is the sweetest thing someone has said to me in the past years," you said.

"Didn't you have a boyfriend or something?"

"Yes, but he never said such things. He was cheating on me a lot and we would fight a lot. We barely even spoke or texted when he was on tour."

"What a piece of human feces," Michael said. Silence. "Is this your street?".

"Yes, I live in number 33. That window..." you pointed, "but how did you know the way to my apartment?".

"Just guessing...."

Even though the window wasn't open it was wide enough for the little spaceship to enter your living room. "Wow, it wasn't this messy in here before I left". Shelves, books, tables, plants, kitchen stuff, lamps, and many more things were torn around into a big pile of stuff on the floor.

"How much time do we have left?"

"Forty minutes," Michael said looking at his watch. "We've got to find the monster as quickly as possible. How big is it?"

"It's as big as my fridge," you said just before the sound of something being destroyed behind your bedroom door.