Puppet Strings | Red Guy x Reader

1 | Greetings

Red Guy POV

Us three had just finished our show when I looked out the window to notice it was storming. The droplets hit the window, running down to the flower bed hanging off the window. It was oddly calming to me. The doorbell rang through the silent house, who could possibly be here at this time? I thought to myself. Actually... Who would be here at all...? I walk cautiously to the front door and open it to find a (Insert your appearance). They put a finger up, almost like they were going to say something but then pass out. Before they can fall, I quickly catch them. I stay there for a few seconds while processing what was going on before I quickly carry them bridal style, shutting the door with my foot, and taking them to my bed. I gently place them down and breathe out heavily. This is going to be tiring, I just know it. I walk out of the room to watch my show in the meantime.

Y/N POV

My eyes flutter open, only to wince at the bright light directly shining in my face. My head was killing me. As my eyes adjust to the light, I finally notice that I am not somewhere I know. My heart starts to pound out of my chest as I think about what might've happened. Could I have been kidnapped? I couldn't remember anything. Almost like I had just woken up from a coma. One thing I remember is my name. That's a little helpful but nothing else was there. Like the memory part of my brain was just... gone. I slowly sit up in the bed I was in and grab the side of my head very slightly.

Third POV

On the other side of the room was a door, assumingly the exit. The bed you were in had an R engraved on the headboard with red bed sheets and a green and white striped throw blanket. The floor was blue carpet with a circular red rug. The walls were also red. While observing the walls, you notice a picture of three people. Or... things...? One looked like a bloody mop... A green bird, and a human-like yellow puppet guy with a blue mullet. Then you start to realize that everything looks so... crafty. Almost like everything was handmade. You walk to the window above the bed you were on and reach for the curtain. Your blood ran cold upon noticing that your hands were no longer hands. They also looked puppet like. You didn't remember much but being a puppet wasn't one of them. You were supposed to be a real human. You start to hyperventilate and move across the room to the door, slightly stumbling with each step. You turn the knob and swing the door open. On the other side of the door is the same three things in the picture. The red one was sitting in a green chair, the green bird was in a wooden rocking chair, and the yellow one in a blue, yellow, and red chair. All their heads instantly turn around and look at you. Seems the door had startled them. Your eyes widen in horror. You had no idea what was happening. Then you just start to breakdown and cry, sliding against the wall to the floor. You bring your knees to your chest and hide your face in your knees.

"w-woah... no need to cry..." you heard a deep monotone voice stutter.

"Why is it crying?"

"Well, you don't have to sound rude!" a high pitch squawk screamed.

Then you could hear a creak in the floorboards, feeling a presence over you.

"No! please stay back!" You yelled while scootching away. Finally looking up, you see the red one crouched down to your level with his hands up.

"Hey, listen. We aren't going to hurt you. I just want to help, ok?" His voice almost soothed you. He didn't seem like a bad person, although that didn't mean you would trust him. "Look, you knocked on the door and when I opened it, you passed out. I didn't know what to do, so I took you in. You are free to leave whenever or stay however long you want," he spoke softly, making sure not to startle you more. You stared into his eyes and sniffed up the snot that begged to be let out. He then reached out to hand you the same blanket you saw on the bed. Hesitantly, you took it and stood up.

"I... I'm sorry... I just. I don't know where I am and I can't remember anything," you tried to explain.

"Well, I'm Harry. The green bird is Robin, and the yellow guy is Manny," the red one introduced. "As I said before, you're welcome to stay as long as you want. Or even until you figure everything out," he then reaches out for you to take your hand. You looked at his hand then at him before taking it. He led you to the same green chair that he was sitting in and sat you down. Manny grabbed a stool and sat it down near you with a few cookies on it.

"Oh! I'll go make tea!" Robin squawked.

Maybe this won't be too bad...

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873 words

not a lot of words but this is just the prologue so-

Basically majority of the chapters after this will follow the actual episodes, starting from season 1. I don't write a lot so if this is bad, give me constructive criticism. Don't be mean.

Thank you for reading!

~Merc