I open my eyes to a beautifully decorated room. The furniture looked fancy, bright and colorful and all. The wallpaper plastered with flowers. I look in front of me to see a coffee table with two flowers in there vases and in the middle sat a candy dish with candy, only the color's of pink and blue. It reminded me of a room old ladies had in their houses. 'I don't know this place..' I thought shifting uncomfortably in my position, looking around curiously.
"I was in bed last time I checked..." I muttered in a hush tone.
"Indeed you were poppet!" A male British voice hollered as the person came in. I flinch looking over seeing something I would never think I would see in my whole lifetime. "O-Oliver?" His smile widened as I stutter his name.
He held a tray full of neon pink and blue cupcakes.
I pale knowing what contains in them, fearing he would offer me one. "H-How did I end up here?" I asked feeling a bit uncomfortable. Oliver only smiled putting the tray down on the coffee table. He took a close seat by me giving me a cupcake without question. "The tea will be down in a second love" he giggled. 'Why is a fictional character in front of me!?' is all that was racing in my mind. Was this real? Am I dreaming? Wait... Dreaming! That's it!
I swiftly grab my forearm pinching it as hard I can. To my misfortune it hurt like living hell. "Fuck! Ow Ow!" I squeak in pain. Oliver only giggled once again, flashing his famous insane smile. His unusual eyes swirling at me.
"Sorry poppet, but this is all real" He broke to me.
My face fell slightly and he pushed the cupcake to my lips. "Go on, try it!" He chimed happily. I hesitantly open my mouth considering to taste the cupcake. 'What was really the harm to a innocent cupcake?' I thought. Who knows, he might be a lot different from how we actually predict him. He was fan made after all. He wasn't particularly canon to the 2p! universe.
Maybe there wasn't dead people or poison in his cupcakes... Or on the off chance, there might. You glance at his eager face. I remember reading he hated when people turned down one of his cupcakes. Now or never right?
I take a small bite at the little cake, tasting carefully.
To my surprise it was actually pretty good. Although, if it did taste bad by chance. I still had to compliment him and lie. He hated criticism on his cooking. "This is really good Ollie." I smile politely.
His face turned from eager to ecstatic. The Brit grasped me into his arms hugging me tightly.
"I knew you would love it poppet!" Oliver cheered. Giving myself a mental sigh of relief, I chuckle at his attitude and hug back. "Now tell me, why am I here?" I ask pulling away. His face turned a bit. I guess he was thinking. "Well, I kidnapped you love" he said a matter a fact. I squeak a bit "W-Why would you do such a thing?" I stutter. His face fell and fiddled with his hands. "Because I can..." he teased darkly.
I shot my full attention at him "huh?" but only then I started to feel strange. My eyes beginning to blur, my mind filling with haze. I try shaking it off, but with no luck. It never passed. Oliver took attention to this a tsk at himself. "Deary me! I brought the wrong cupcakes out!" saying as though he was disappointed with himself. I look up at him with shock. "A-Am I going to die?" I ask getting up quickly. My body on the other hand brought me back down to the couch.
He giggles swarmed around me. "No you're only waking up"
I break out in cold sweat into the darkness. I look around only to see I was in my bed in my room. A sigh escape my lips. 'It really was a dream...' I thought. I sit up rubbing my face, feeling huge dark circle under my eyes. Wasn't sleep suppose to get rid of these? Or doesn't it not matter? I didn't know... All I knew that was the weirdest dream I ever had.
"We'll meet again Poppet" A familiar voice giggled trickling in the back of my mind.
I gasp looking up meeting face to face with a shadow with the same swirling eyes I just met, staring right into me. It smiled that outrageously insane smile. "Believe me, we will~" It spoke once again. My eyes widen and instantly I look down shaking my head of that image. After a few moments my eyes wondered back to the ceiling to find nothing. The shadow had disappear to god knows where.
"I need to stop reading fanfiction..." I sigh falling back into my bed.