"Y/N LIVES" ([REDACTED] x Reader)

Chapter 12

"It was just like the previous ones really. Nothing to interesting going on." 

I couldn't just admit that I was kinda interested in the winner. Wait not like that! 

"I still am skeptical as in what happens to the other 7. You said they just go somewhere else."

"You ask this every time Schmitz." 

"Don't 'Schmitz' me 'Brad'." 

Oh no he didn't. 

"Excuse me?" 

"You heard me." 

"There wasn't any need for that was there." 

He knows how much I hate being called 'Brad'. I said it once in an elevetor sequence as a joke. It was posted everywhere online after I said it and I had to fight back.

In the next episode I addressed that 'Brad' isn't my real name. Everyone believed it and now only Josh calls me that. 

After a bit of chatting we get our coffee and decide to take it outside to drink. As we walk of course. 

"Red, I swear there must've been something interesting that happened yesterday night." 

"Josh, I'm telling you, there wasn't anything." 

Josh sighs. 

"Alright, I'll stop pushing." 

Thank the demons! 

"There is something that I'm gonna tell you right now that you will love." 

"I somehow doubt that." 

What's gonna absolutely blow my socks off?

"What if I told you that Jackbox and Binjpipe are gonna make a Trivia Murder Party 2." 

Wait, WHAT. 

"You're joking right?!" 

I'm in shock. 

"I'm not! I swear! It might take a couple months but it will happen eventually." 

This. Is. Amazing! 

"Oh my god Schmitz! I'm so happy right now!" 

I'm currently hugging Josh while jumping up and down. Guess I'm still a kid. See father? I'm still capable of making and keeping friends! 

Oops daddy issues. 

"Anything else you wanna do or are you gonna brainstorm so ideas for—" 

"I'm going home!" 

"Okay, bye." 

"Cya!" 

I am ecstatic right now! I would never think that Jackbox would give me a sequal to my show! I know Schmitty has had 3 Quiplashes already but Im still so happy! 

I get home and start writing down ideas for TMP2. 

I come up with a couple ideas for the killing rooms first.

I'll bring back math. Chalices was also good. The dice concept was okay...

I start zoning out. I start thinking about that contestant again. 

Why do I keep thinking about them?! 

There's nothing special about them. Is there? 

They are just a generic person. They have (H/C) hair and (E/C) eyes. A lot of people have those same exact features. Why them? 

I know this is a bad idea but I'll have to tell him. 

I pick up my phone and press on Scmitty's contact and call him. 

The phone rings a little before a hear his voice. 

"Hello?" 

"Hi Josh!" 

"Why are you calling me Red? We just went out for coffee 1 hour ago." 

"I know I know! But I have a question. You have time?" 

"I do." 

"Okay, so remember when you kept asking me if anything interesting happened?" 

"Yeeees." 

I could hear him smiling. 

"Well, one thing kinda happened." 

"I'm listening." 

I swear I can hear his ear to ear grin. 

"As you know I have been doing this show for about 3 years now. I always have 8 contestants in my show at a time, and audience." 

Here's the hard part. 

"Now, I don't know why but one of today's guests, the winner actually, I keeping thinking about."

Silence on the other side. 

"Schmitty, I don't know what's happening." 

Suddenly I hear giggling from the phone. 

"Red. I think you're in LOVE."

I audibly gasp at that word. 

"N-no. Surely not." 

"Red. If you are thinking about this person so much then there is something going on."

He. He can't be right. I don't feel love. Right? 

"Red. If you're not sure, tell me tomorrow if you still think about them. Because I think something is going on here." 

F*ck he might be right. 

"Okay. I will. I'm also going to go to sleep now. So much has happened this night."

I chuckle slightly.

"Yeah, me too. See ya!" 

"Bye Schmitz!" 

"Don't call me Sch—" 

I hung up before he could finish his sentence. 

I have no idea what's happening anymore. 

I don't actually LOVE them. Do I? I ll think about it in the morning. 

I do my nightly routine before heading to bed. Again that contestent appears, plaguing my mind. Why them? There isn't anything special about them, is there? Ive seen so many winners before do why them? 

I decide to stop thinking about it and try to actually sleep. I think about it in the morning. 

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Oh shiiiii—

It seems [REDACTED] is starting to have feelings for you! 

Next chapters are gonna have your POV because you haven't really had the chance to like him yet. You've only called him cute. 

Anyways. I'm back making chapters :) 

(12/3/2022)

Best regards 

Nitro