(( not fully corrupted sleep paralysis demon user ))

“Finally out of the city!!”

Whimsy skipped towards House, you and Angel following closely. Angel was quiet, probably tired from being.. yknow, captured.

House was being mean as usual, the rooms inside generating at a rapid pace. A black icky substance in the form of a hand kept trying to get Whimsy from inside.

“Uggh, House!!” Whimsy grumbled. “I don’t wanna deal with this right nowww.. I’m tired.. He shifted into his small form and Angel picked him up.

A few minutes of Angel yelling at House later.

Gaaaasp! “House being nice and giving us an actual house for once!!” Whimsy runs upstairs. “He even made a room for the two of you!! Aw, he likes youuuu!!”