𝖶𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖧𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖮𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗌

𝖮𝗁 𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝖨 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖸𝗈𝗎．．．

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An Obsessive Wally x Reader, requested by me because I'm mentally ill 👍
Enjoy! or don't, it's your decision

oh and uh another thing, [Name] is used rather than Y/N because yes
also [Name] is a puppet, not a person :P
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TW: Obsessive behavior, Blatant manipulation, Wally being Wally, Implied Stalking.
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The sun was duller than other days, and it seemed that everyone noticed this due to the glumness that the entire neighborhood was under. Everyone was tired.

Except for Wally. No matter how bad things were, no matter how everyone else felt, he was always there with that lopsided smile of his.

Why did he feel this way? What could he possibly be happy about during a day like this? If you asked him, he would laugh it off and say something like "I don't have anything to be sad about" or "A smile can easily cut through the gloom, you know."

But [Name] felt that he was giving everyone a skewed impression of what his real reason was. Because for every moment of the day, for every day they've lived in the neighborhood, they felt his eyes on them, no matter where they were. They moved to the small town less than a month ago, and already it felt like this gaze was suffocating them. [Name] told themself every day, 'If I ignore it, the feeling will go away.' But the feeling of being watched always tended to stay like glitter stuck on someone's hands.

It wasn't until yesterday that they understood why that feeling was there in the first place.

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"Hey Howdy, slow day today huh?" [Name] placed a tin of sewing materials on the front counter of the small bodega, attempting at small talk to lighten the mood of the dull day. Howdy nodded, a small smile appearing. "Yep, it's just one of those rare days where no one feels like doing anything."
[Name] hummed in reply, reaching into their pockets and pulling out the exact change before Howdy even managed to tell them the price. "See you tomorrow, Howdy" They grabbed the tin and waved goodbye to the caterpillar, who waved back, albeit in a slightly exhausted manner.

As [Name] stepped out of the store, they blinked their eyes shut tightly to reset their senses, then looked around. There it was again, that undeniable feeling of being eyed like the last cookie in the jar. [Name] stuffed the tin of sewing needles and thread in their bag, then looked around briefly, trying to see if they could find the one responsible for this heavy sense of being watched.

"Hello, [Name]" They turned to see Wally walking towards Howdy's store, the same sleepy grin adorning his features. "Oh, hey Wally, how's your day been?" The yellow puppet shrugged, making direct eye contact with [Name] "Oh, it's been good, I think it's even better now, considering I get to talk to you." [Name] smiled slightly, trying to ignore how Wally stared into their soul. "Heh, yeah." They cleared their throat, wanting Wally and his oversized pompadour to leave them alone. "Anyway, I should get going, Poppy said she would teach me to sew."

Wally nodded slightly, then brought a hand up to his chin. "You know, maybe today isn't the best time to do that, with everyone being so tired today. Poppy might fall asleep in the middle of the lesson." He laughed, the monotony of the sound was strange, like he didn't know how to laugh properly. "Speaking of which... I have an extra canvas, would you care to come paint with me? Don't worry, I won't doze off, even if I do sound sleepy."

[Name] clutched the strap of their bag, shifting it slightly on their arm. "Oh, no thank you, I appreciate the offer though. Besides, I can't paint very well" Wally clasped his hands in front of his chest, tilting his head like a puppy. "Oh but I insist! It will be a nice distraction from the dullness. And what does it matter if you can't paint? Everyone's got to start somewhere after all." [Name] shifted from one foot to the other, then sighed. "Alright, I'll paint with you." A large grin broke out across Wally's face. "Wonderful! Come along then, I know you have a tendency to get lost easily." He offered his hand and [Name] shook their head before walking off, with Wally trailing close behind.