Thomas's POV:
"That concert was awesome!" I cheered.
Guy shrugged. "Hey, what about that girl with the VIP pass? She never came..."
"How could she forget?!"
"Maybe she didn't..."
"What do you mean?! I checked out her Instagram on that phone in the Pyramid..."
"Thomas. That means she was here. That's HER phone."
"But why would she leave?"
"Something took her, probably."
"Wait, what?!" I stood up quickly and clanged my silver helmet on the low ceiling. I shook it off and ran up the Pyramid stairs. After all, helmets were for head protection. In the main level of the Pyramid, there was a note.
It read:
Hey robots! We stole the girl and you won't be able to find her!
XOXO, Hoodies
"Hey Guy..." I called downstairs, "I think you should check this out."
Spunky's POV:
I was struggling to fight the Hoodies' iron grip. It was almost impossible, considering that we were flying and that I was an average teenage swimmer, no superpowers here. I looked back. The Pyramid was almost gone!
"Put me down, I'm calling the cops." I hissed. But then I remembered: I left my phone in the Pyramid! Maybe Guy and Thomas would find it and...
Save me.
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VIP: A Daft Punk Story
FanfictionThis is a Daft Punk fanfiction I wrote when I was 12. Read at your own risk. ALSO, WHYYYYYYYYYY DID I NAME MY CHARACTER THAT. BUT THERE'S NO FIND/REPLACE ON WATTPAD. OH WELL. YUCK.
