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Happy BirthdaySunlight crept into the room hitting Mr. Chair’s face directly. With a low groan, he slowly started to wake up dog tired from yesterdays' events. He blinked a couple of times; adjusting his vision instead it was blurry as usual. Mr.Chair transformed from his 'Chairmode' state back into a humanoid, stretching as his bones popped into place again from being as stiff as a chair. He grabbed his glasses and walked to the calendar, his heart gave a little dance.
It was his birthday, Mr.Chair started to dress into a more appropriate clothing for this special occasion, he touched his top hat, grimacing from its torn state.
He walked out of the room, Pewdie walked by with Stephano in his arms from carrying him all day "Hey Mr.Chair." The Swede greeted, "Hey there Pewdie, you know what day it is?" Pewdie thought for a moment "Friday?" "Yeah it's Friday, but you know the occasion of today?" he said hopefully.
"No, not really...” Mr.Chair stood there a bit worried that one of h
Forget-Me-Not (A PewDiePie Fanfic) Chapt.3Previously From Last Chapter
Cry just stood there "Pewdie, you got to remember me, please." Cry held Felix's hand tightly, he pulled away roughly "Let go of me!" "Pewdie please! You have to remember me! Please!" he yelled out, Felix started to call out for help. In a few minutes two large men grabbed Cry, dragging him out "You can't forget your boyfriend!" He yelled out. Felix froze, staring as they dragged away a crazed Cry, the words replaying over and over in his mind.
You can't forget your boyfriend...
Now Back To Our FanFic
It was 6 months since the visit from that guy named 'Cry', what did he mean that he couldn't forget his own boyfriend? Last time Felix checked, he was straight. "Feli~, are you in there?" said a familiar Italian voice; his heart leaped a bit "I'm here Marzia." Felix said. Marzia entered the room, her smile brightens the gloomy room a bit, “And how are you doing Felix?” she asked He pursed his lips, thinking
"I think, I'm doing f
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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