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Y/N POV

I have no clue what just happend but, Coole is acting a little strange.
Maybe it's his allergies? Yes, that must be it.

Whilst he's passed out I decide to go exploring through this very humble abode. It's very minimalist yet aged at the same time. Boring and old.

I know where I should look thirst! The fridge! You can tell a lot about a person by what they keep in their fridge I think perfervidly.

I bound over to the fridge, and yank the door off its hinges. Oops

The fridge is surprising empty, only housing one singular scallop and a box of half eaten frubes (every single one has been opened and only contains half of its original contents).

"Oh! I do love a good frube I spat passionately"

I grab a frube and run towards the microwave.

Frubes are best luke warm. Yes.

I fling the door off of its hinges, slamming the frube inside.

Wait?! What?!

A tunnel?

The frube splats all over the tunnel making it gross and sticky

"Ewwwww"

She climbs in nevertheless.
You know what they say when you find a mysterious microwave tunnel "go through the tunnel". Y/N recites the wise words to herself before proceeding through the tunnel.

Once she emerges from the other side she notices something shocking?!

"How did my gucci slides from chapter 1 get in here?"
"And is that a singed pile of photos... ov me?"
There are candles EVERYWHERE. This must be a shrine for YOU. A Microwave shrine.

Theres a strange blue grenade that catches (Y/N's) shimmering (eyecolour) eyes. It looks almost like a disco ball?
She puts it in her pockey and wriggles her way back through the tunnel, just like coole had done through the wormhole.

"Time to wake him up"

A/N: how do you think its going? It's my first ever fan fic👉👈🥺

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