Cuphead Kidnapped Collaboration

Heart Made of Glass

I wake up in a bed, next to Adri. I silently get out, and everything hits me at once. Mugman. Gone, possibly dead, and I didn't get to say goodbye. I see something in the corner, and jog over to it. It was a violin, and I grab it. Didn't Mugs say he knew Lovely? I'll play it in his honor. I think. The lights turn on, and I start playing as everyone wakes up.

"That was beautiful YN." Adri says, smiling. "You all doing alright? You were drugged. How about you Matt?" I ask. "We're all alright. Just needed some rest y'know?" Dodger says. "When did the beds appear? After I passed out?" I ask. About everyone hums a yes. "There's only sixteen, so we had you sleep beside Adri." Matt says. I can't help but wonder, who is that figure? I wouldn't be surprised if it's the Devil or King Dice. I look at everyone, who looks at me expectantly. "Yes? Hello? What do you-" a sudden smell hits my nose, and I turn around. "Food." I say, smiling. I look over at the table, which has Seventeen chairs around it. Eight on each side, one at the head of the table. "Well, let's go grab some grub. We haven't eaten in who knows how long." I say, walking over to the table. "Wait... There's notes for each of us. Should we sit where the note for us is?" I ask. "Seems logical." Midnight says. We all sit down, me being at the head of the table. "To obtain your permission to eat, eat of you must do what's on your card. You may go in any order, but the main star is saved for last." We all look up. "Well, I'll open up my card." Nathan says, opening it. "Say something, then have someone of your choice finish it. Mark. Hurry guys I think I'm losing ground." He sings. "Why's my closet making pirate sounds?!" Mark sings back. "NateWantsToBattle may now eat." We hear the voice say. "I'm actually going to wait for everyone. That way we all eat together." He says. Everyone but me opens their card when it's their turn. Everyone just has some dumb thing to say or do. I open my card and fall silent. Everyone stares, we had just been laughing and I had fallen silent. "Place a passionate kiss on the lips of the one who Wants to Battle, and place one on a Game Theorist. I'm my dear Lord." I say. "Don't tell Steph?" Matt asks nervously. "Bro, just tell her. It'll be easier. Tell her I did it so we could live. Starving to death is not fun. Cristina?" I say, turning to her. "Go ahead. We broke up a while ago." She says. "Guess I'm having my first kiss with a celebrity. Not bad." I joke. Nathan stands, and we kiss, me standing on the tips of my toes. It lasts more then a second, and we both melted into it. I pull away. "Not bad YN." He comments, then sits down. I walk over to Matt. "I'm sorry Steph." I say, before, standing on my toes and kissing him. Again, we both melt into it. "Nathan's right. Guess I'm your second kiss? That's still something." I sit back down, and hear something. "I feel you need to be punished. Kissing those boys willy nilly, even in front of one of their lovers! What should your punishment be? I know!" Before I process it, two cold hands take off the shirt and jacket I was wearing. My chest was exposed, besides my breasts, which were covered by a sports bra. My chest was very toned, since I did work outs every morning the strengthen myself. "I think that's enough. YN LN may now eat. Have a good feast everyone!" I look around, then realize something. "Why didn't that figure drug me? He had plenty of chances." I ask. They all shrug as our meal gets served. "Hey, YN, what's that scar from?" Matt asks, looking at the middle of my chest. "Boi why you lookin' at my chest?" I ask. "Your demeanor changed when they pulled off your shirt. I wanted to know why. Sorry." He says. "It's fine. It's a shot wound. I protected my parents from someone who broke in." I say. We finish our meal, eating every last scrap. "YN. Your sleeping with me again tonight, and if you get out of bed I will drag you back in." Adri says. "Someone's getting protective." Mark comments. "She's so emotional! The fact that Mugman might be dead is to much for her to handle!" Adri says. "YN, is that true?" Matt asks. "I'm fine. I swear." I say, avoiding the question. "You keep saying that, but every five minutes we learn something new!" Nathan says, slamming the table and standing. "Because I've never had someone I could trust before!" I scream, standing up. Everyone falls silent. "Maybe I was wrong to look up to you." I say coldly. "D-do you really mean that?" Nathan stutters. "I... I don't know. I'm going to find out how to get the rest of my outfit back. The rest if you can do whatever." I say, getting up from my chair. I remember hear one thing on the street. 'People scream when it's something they care about.' "But if he did care for me, why would he? I'm just a useless fan." I ask aloud, not aware I did so. I see my shirt, grab it, and put it on. When I return, I see smiles and laughter. The table and chairs were gone, and everyone was having a pillow fight. I looked from the shadows, smiling. I get hit with a pillow, and someone comes to grab it, so I step back. It was Mark. He didn't notice me, and ran back into the fight. "Has anyone seen YN? Maybe we should check on her." Nathan says. Everyone drops their pillows and heads toward me, so I dive under someone's bed. It really low, I just barely fit, and there's cloth all around it. "Don't worry about checking under the beds. I'll check them." Nathan says. I hear his footsteps stop in front of the bed I'm hiding under. "YN, we don't have time for this. Listen, I'm sorry for what I said over. It's just, I care about you, and seeing you in pain sucks." I hear him say. "You don't really mean that. I'm nothing." I say. Nathan looks under the cloth and smiles. "No your not. Do you need help out of there?" He says, extending his hand. I grab it and he pulls me out. "YN! Why were you hiding?" Mark asks. "I saw you all having fun, and I didn't want to ruin it. I was careful to stay out of your sight, and when you went to look for me, I dove under the bed." I say. "Let's get some sleep. Have a good night everyone." Sean says. I get onto Adri's bed with her, and feel her put her arm around me as we lay down. "Can you not?" I ask. "It's just so I know if you move. I am a woman of my word." She says. I hear Midnight and Eile chuckle as the lights turn out. I slow my breathing down, pretending to be asleep. I hear Adri's breathing slow, her grip on my waist relax, and then light snores. I use this as my chance to quickly, and gently, swap places with my pillow. I gently walk into the center of the room. "You know it's your fault that they're all here. It's your fault Mugman is dead." I hear them say. "I won't believe that he's dead. What the heck are you?" I whisper softly. "I am many things to many people. To you, however, I am a gambler and your the dice." They say. I stiffen. "I'm just your puppet on strings. Your going to make me do something horrible if you win control over me, like you do with dice. That isn't happening." I snarl. "Indeed. For the next challenge, it won't be musical related. Your going to be the gambler, and your going to try to get King Dice to recognize you. Be smart." They say. "Access Denied?" I hear someone ask. "Yes Override." I answer. The person runs over to me with a flashlight, and I recognize Gwen. "Why are you awake?" She asks. "Couldn't sleep. I know what our next challenge is though." I say. "What is it?" She asks. "Let's just say I'm I bit underaged to do it, yet I think I might be the only one aloud in." I say. "Drinking?" She guesses. "Close. Gambling. I'm supposed to get King Dice to notice me, and set up a one on one gamble." I say, dreading the fact that I'd have to see King Dice. "Well, they let Cuphead do it, and he looked pretty young. You have to get King Dice to notice you? Do you want to practice gambling with me and a few others? I found a deck of cards, some dice, and some casino chips under my pillow." She asks. "I'd like that. Don't wake up Matt, AJ, or Adri. I woke them up early yesterday." I whisper. She ended up waking Mark and Nathan. We sat around the table. "Now let's practice some gambling."