Fearful Lover (Humanoid! Circus Baby x Fem! Reader)

Chapter Nine

(Questionnaire)

  -Circus Baby's Pov.-

    I let out a mental sigh as I walked over to the others. I didn't want to threaten them; I didn't mean to make them fear me; I didn't want them to... kill a child... not again... I can't go through that... I grip my hand tightly before meeting with the others. Once I reached the opening of the hallway, my crew looked over at me.

    Foxy snarled at me, quickly looking elsewhere. Ballora kept quiet, closing her eyes and turning away from me. Freddy averted his gaze toward the ground while Bon looked at me, ready to attack. I grip my skirt before clearing my throat, of course, not literally.

    "I'm sorry, threatening you all like that; it was uncalled for." I hear Foxy growl, not bothering to look over at me.

    "Why are you apologizing? I don't want to hear your apologies! You trust a Human more than us!" I look away; I don't... I just-

    "Listen, I don't trust her more; you guys are my friends, but I don't think that girl needs to die. She isn't a threat to us, can't you see?" They don't respond; I let out a sad sigh.

    "If you need me, you know where to find me..." I walk back to my room, (Y/n) is looking down at her feet.

    "... Hm?" She looked up at me, her usually fearful expression still plastered on her face.

    "(Y/n), would it be ok if I asked you some questions?".

    "Q-questions? W-what kind o-of questions?" I kneeled to match her height as best I could.

    "I'm just curious about your circumstance... I know you told me before, but in detail, why did you come here?" She looked away.

    "I was... d-dared to c-come here by o-one o-of my... c-classmates...".

    "Hm... (Y/n), you said that classmate threatened to burn something valuable to you, correct?".

    "Y-yeah, m-my writing journal, it's something I carry with me everywhere. I keep all my thoughts in that journal." A journal for her thoughts?

    "So, you brought up your home... Does your family-".

    "They don't care about me! Uh-... Well..." Her voice quickly gets quiet as she lowers her head.

    "Do you really believe that? I'm sure your family cares about you deeply; perhaps they just don't really show how much they care about you..." (Y/n) doesn't respond, which in turn causes me to fiddle with my skirt.

    "... Why don't you tell me about yourself a bit? Like about the things you enjoy doing in your free time." I let out a nervous chuckle, trying to change the conversation to something lighter.

    "U-um... W-why are you interested i-in me? I d-don't really d-do much of a-anything...".

    "Well, that's fine; I don't really mind if you don't do much. What really matters to me is if you're doing something you enjoy, no matter how much or little you do." (Y/n)'s head lifts up, her expression is a bit calmer than before.

    "W-well... I g-guess, I enjoy p-... p-painting..." She lets out a small chuckle as her face gets a bit red.

    "So you enjoy painting? What types of paintings do you enjoy making?" (Y/n) seems to be feeling better; a small smile spreads across her face.

    "I like to paint scenery, sometimes from references and others without them. It's something I do to calm down or to vent out my emotions." I let out a giggle; she seems relatively happy right now.

    "You didn't stutter when you spoke this time.".

    "H-huh? Oh... uh... y-yeah..." (Y/n) looks down a bit more red-faced.

    "Hehe~... No need to be embarrassed, (Y/n)." (Y/n) shuffles a bit, keeping her gaze on the floor.

    "Well... I supposed you're even cuter when you're flustered." She suddenly looked up at me, a displeased expression on her face.

    "Why do you keep saying that?" Hm?

    Her voice was surprisingly firm as her eyes locked with mine.

    "Is there something wrong with my compliments?" (Y/n) crosses her arms, shifting her weight slightly.

    "Yes, it m-makes me feel... w-weird..." She looks away as she rubs her arm slightly.

    "Hmm... Well, since it's making you uncomfortable, I'll stop." I give her a small smile to reassure her.

    "... Why are y-you nice to m-me, C-circus Baby?".

    "Hm? What an odd question... You have done nothing for me to be rude to you." (Y/n) gives me a worried expression.

    "Ah... That's what you mean... I don't see any point in harming you. You are just a harmless teenage girl; it would be needless to kill someone so... innocent and pure..." My eyes glow dimly as I recall many innocent people coming upon this dreadful place.

    "... Uh... R-right... S-so... Mmmm..." (Y/n) fidgets with one of her shirt's sleeves as she attempts to change the subject.

    "C-circus Baby... I... Uh... w-what do y-you do in your f-free time?" Hm?

    "Usually, I'm busy with my projects, but on small occasions, I do read some of the books the humans would leave around." (Y/n) looks at me with a calm face once more.

    "Oh? W-what types of books are they?".

    "They vary... the last one, I believe, was Sci-fi... something about robots taking over a planet where humans became extinct due to their own failings... I think?" There was also something about other robots executing the robots that took over said planet... but...

    "Hm... I think... I remember seeing a show like that... *Yawn*..." (Y/n)'s eyelids drooped slightly.

    "We can pick this up later; you seem pretty tired." (Y/n) yawns again.

    "Ok... Uh... A-are you going to... um... l-leave or...?".

    "Don't worry; I'll be in the closet, so I won't be far if you need me." I begin to stand up as (Y/n) lies on her back.

    "U-uh... Y-yeah... um... N-night..." I give (Y/n) one last small smile.

    "Rest well, (Y/n)." I turn the lights off as I make my way to the closet.