I woke up in the position that I eventualy fell asleep in, which was on the left side of my bed, on top of my covers in full clothes with my head burried in my pillow. Wait, what? Did Jimmy not do anything last night? I looked down at my clothes and only saw my grey hoodie. No blood? By now I was extremely confused, for this had never happened before. Jimmy would always take any chances he had to take control and go killing!
There was some sudden movement happening under my covers on the right side, and the sound of someone groaning... Wait, what? Why is someone in my bed!? I immediately pulled my covers away and threw them off the bed. What I saw made my heart stop. Laying right next to me was... Me. Well, he looked almost identical to me, just younger. He looked like a teenage version of me. He was even wearing the same cloths... Just... Covered in blood...
"J-Jimmy?" I wondered out loud.
The mystery person, who I assumed to be Jimmy, seemed to stir from his sleep. His eyes snapped open. They were red. Blood red. He sat up and looked at me. He smiled.
"Good morning, Johnny!" Yep, that is definitely Jimmy.
"Why are we in separate bodys?" I asked. I needed answers.
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Separated - A P.I.E Fan Fiction
FanfictionIF YOU JUST FOUND THIS NOW, THIS STORY IS BEING REWRITTEN AND NO MORE PARTS ARE GOING TO COME OUT. What if Johnny Ghost and Jimmy Casket somehow got separate bodies? How would they cope? Would they get along? Or would they dislike the other and figh...
