「Dreaming For Stars」TPNxReader

142 } The Promise Made 1000 Years Ago, Part 2

CONTINUATION OF BOOK 16
Lost Boy

Chapter 142
The Promise Made 1000 Years Ago, Part 2

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Reader's POV

"Sure, Y/n. What do you want?
However, I would like a reward in return."
It said.

There it is...

A reward...
It was written in Mr. Minerva's pen.

But (Ryan/Wthtti) seems very innocent...
Like a child.

I can't tell what it's thinking or what it wants.
It seems... like a whimsical god.

"I want something important as an award...
Ambition. Desire. Longing. If I'm going to get something, I prefer that person's dearest thing,"
It said.

I grit my teeth, thinking.
Ray? No...
Everyone? Can't be.
Yuugo and Lucas... impossible.

"Even so, do you still want it?
What is it that you want?"
It asked.

What does Emma want?
No. I'm not Emma.
What do I want?
That's the thing... I want what Emma wants.

"What I want is... for all children to be freed from the farms, to go to the human world.
And so it's possible to go between worlds..."
I said carefully.

"Is that it?"
It smirked.

I clenched my hand into a fist.
{ Harry Styles!! }
{ No, we agreed to let him rest. }

{ ...rude.... what about.... Leslie? }
{ He might be dead.... but lez go!! }

"Okay, you double checked. So, I used to have a cat. He was the cutest thing!"
I squealed.

It nodded slightly, a slight look of excitement crossed its face.

"And I don't know what happened to him... if you could tell me?"
I asked.

It stayed silent.

"I shall grant that wish,"
It said.

Now... what was the reward?

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☆Zack x Reader Moment☆

"Zack?"
I asked.

"Hm?"
He asked.

"This may sound childish but..."
I cleared my throat.

"Could you give me a piggy back ride? You're very tall and I'll be able to reach the board that way,"
I stated.

"What's the real reason?"
He asked.

"Ugh.... I haven't had a piggy back ride in a while and I miss it,"
I told him.

He chuckled and nodded.
"All right. Hop on, I'll hold the paint for you,"
He told me, taking the paint and brush.

"Woohoo! Thank you, Zack!"
I smiled and got onto his back.

He stood up and I painted the board.
"That's way more better. Thank you,"
I said with a satisfied smile as I looked at the board I had just painted purple.

"No problem,"
He told me.

We smiled and continued painting the rest of it like that.

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7.9.2020
Word Count- 409