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Warning(s): I watched a lot of cosplay videos for DHMIS so, this was born.
Title: Accept it
Pairing: Tony the Clock x Reader
Fandom: Don't Hug Me I'm Scared
Word Count: 1,051

  "You are a clock!" You shouted, backing up in a way to put space in between you and this new mysterious person. Person? That wasn't right. People weren't blue! This thing was supposed to be a clock but here it was, a body like a human with strange features. You knew he was supposed to be a clock but you couldn't deny that he was in front of you in the form of a human. A terrifying, blue, tall man with a large sword in his hands.

  "Do you not like it darling?" He strode toward you, his long legs allowing him to get to you in two steps. Even though you tried to keep putting space in between the two of you, your back hit a wall stopping your attempts. Why did fate hate you? First, it made you deal with these scary creatures and now it was keeping you here. You couldn't run away. The man was blocking your path. If you attempted to run past him, you knew he would easily be able to stop you.

"Not again! First, it was that notebook, or whatever you things are. She definitely wasn't a notebook, she had a body just like you!" You groaned, running your hands through your hair. This was not normal. Had you been cursed by someone to deal with these weird creatures that wanted to do nothing more than cause you stress?

"Oh, Paige," He growled, rolling his bright yellow eyes that seemed to shine, "I promise I'm better than her. She doesn't know how to treat you, but I do. I know everything about you."

"M-me?" You squeaked out, eyes going widening then you thought was possible. What were these things doing and what did they know about you? Especially this Tony guy. This was really starting to scare you.

His arm hit the wall above your head and he leaned down so his head was level with your own cowering one. No matter how you were trying to hide from him, he seemed like he wanted you to give him all of your attention. His free hand grasped your chin, tilting it up so your eyes had no choice but to meet his own terrifying ones. Panic was filling your lungs making it harder and harder to breathe. Were you going to pass out? Maybe that wouldn't be too bad...You wouldn't have to deal with all of this if you were unconscious.

"I'm Tony. I know who you are, no need to tell me," He moved closer, his nose brushing your own. You expected to feel warm breath against your skin but there was none. This thing wasn't breathing. For someone reason, that seemed to just add shock to your building fear. He wasn't even a living thing. If he had been, perhaps you had a chance to kill him or harm him enough to allow you to run away. If he wasn't living, could he be harmed in any way?

"I don't care," You mumbled out, squeezing your eyes shut so tight that you began to see sparkles. Anything to ignore what was going on at the moment. You wanted to be anywhere else. Why was this happening to you? It wasn't far. You just wanted it to all stop. You wanted a normal life but it seemed like that wouldn't be happening anytime soon.

"Come now," He pulled away, giving you a false sense of hope. As soon as he had given it to you, he took it back right away. He used his arm that had been trapping you against the wall and slung it across your shoulders. A tight grip on your one shoulder, he pulled you so your body was pressed against the side of his body. No heat was radiating off of him. These little details proved he was something else. Some other creature you had never heard of. You didn't care what he was, you just wanted him to go away. He could leave for the rest of your life and you would be nothing less than ecstatic.

"Let's go now, dear. We need to get you home before it gets too late. We have a lot to teach you," Tony forced you to walk with him, his grip not relenting. He was not going to be letting you go anytime soon. Even though your legs were shaking like jello, you forced yourself to walk for fear of what he would do if you didn't listen.

"We?" You whimpered out. You had hoped that you would just have to deal with these actions just like you had done with Paige. Once he finished with his weird lesson, he would leave and you would be left with your normal life. Yet, this was different. They had never taken you to a different place before. They had always shown up at your house and that was it. This time had to be different and it didn't seem like it was different in a good way.

"Oh yes. There are more. Of course, Paige is there as well. Don't worry, we will treat you well." He glanced down at you, a smirk teasing his lips, "You are our favorite plaything, so of course we won't hurt you. We all care for you, but I care for you the most. No matter what the others say, you must remember that. I am your savior. You will come to learn that."

As you were lead away by this thing, you knew that your life would never be the same. Horror would become the norm and you would just have to get used to it. You would be trapped with these things for the rest of your life. You would have no clue of the three others who were being tormented by these things. You would be these things favorite, why else would they bring you to their home? They could no longer live without you there will them. They would have taken you one way or another.

  No one would come looking for you. This was your new life.

All you could do was just accept it...Right?

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