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2022-05-19
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Lost

Summary:

An orphan girl met Kissy Missy by chance and was saved from the massacre brought by 1006. Terrible things have happened... and she didn't know.

Chapter 1: A decade ago

Summary:

A decade ago, this orphan girl met her lucky star and miraculously survived against all odds. The odds truly are in her favour.

Notes:

Interesting lil' concept I came up with while in the shower, enjoy

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

  A decade ago, I fell down on my way to the station games and injured my knee. I cried out in pain, but no workers tend to me. A tall figure in a darker shade of pink appeared beside me. That’s not Mommy. I look up to find Kissy Missy, standing there with concerned eyes, though her smile never faltered. She gently picked me up, soothed me before taking me to the nursery room, where multiple injured children reside.

  A decade ago, I found a poster pasted in the nursery room. People were looking for me, I realise. No one can find me in this hide & seek game, I win.

  A decade ago, Huggy Wuggy would roar at mama for adopting me as her own. She argued back, saying that she wanted to end the cycle. She possesses the ability to only take me under her wing. Huggy sighs, finally agreeing to be part of my life as a papa. Oddly, I could understand them even if they only let out animalistic grunts and roars.

  A decade ago, I heard loud screaming from the outside. I tried to unlock the door, but mama stopped me. She and papa swore to never reveal me to the outside. I last saw papa walking out the door as mama took me away into the depths of the vents.

  A decade ago, I wailed to mama. I missed my friends. I still don’t know how to speak. But somehow, mama understands. Mama hugs me just like papa would. Her hug is smaller in size compared to papa’s. I miss papa. I don’t know where he went.

  A decade ago, I sneaked out of mama’s hold at night. I want to look for papa. I need him. I walked down the eerie hallways, passing by corpses of small toys. I didn’t care about the blood. I want papa. Mama soon found me gone and took me away from the creepy hallways. What is she hiding?

Notes:

Fun fact: the number of paragraphs in this chapter represents the age of the orphan girl when what happened, happened.