One Point Five (aka Hfjone stupid au)

(Hey, so I know that I quit, but I did start writing a drafted second version of the story, and it's a shame that I'll never be able to finish it as much as I wanna share my wonky AU with the world. If this is your first time seeing this storye it was a stupid little tale that I deleted everything about. I'm still not proud of it but I want people to remember my stories and characters and all the fun stuff I make if they choose to remember me.)

Another boring, empty day. Everything felt empty. Every day I felt closer and closer. Like I might...snap. I sat down in my bed, the ominous nausea that came with my daily ennui approached as I scrolled through youtube on my phone. A random minecraft video, chess, a random theoretical video, chess, a video from rational animations(PEAK YTBER!!!) more chess- god does youtube's algorithms think I'm some kind of chess fanatic? My eyes then widened when I saw a video that caught my eye.

"ONE: Season One (Episodes 1-9" I stared, I scrolled down on the phone to pull up the date and time UI, 1:15,November 11th,2024 I read, still having a good amount of time, definitely enough time for my uhh, I counted on my fingers for a few seconds, Seventh rewatch. I always have time for hfjone!!! I exclaimed gleefully in my head, grabbing my (unofficial) airy plushie from beside me and...my husband! I squealed softly, nuzzling the plushie affectionately. Airy gave me joy, joy that was sparse in my life now. I took one more gaze at the countless printed out photos of Airy all over my walls, before shifting my attention back to the video, and pressing play.

I drowsily tried to focus my attention onto the screen, as sleep began to overtake me the phone slipped out of my hands, hitting me in the face. If I was a little bit more awake I would've moved it, grabbed it, something rational. I was too sleepy for any of that though, so I just let it sit there. I enjoyed the warmth and the sound though, it almost made me wanna..tired...

Warm sunlight shone down on me, a warm feeling that I haven't felt or rather felt and cherished in a while though it was rightfully deserved. In fact, I usually woke up to the sun barely rising, with it now in full light...had I overslept? I scrambled to my feet, only after tumbling onto the bright green grass, landing on my back with all four of my jet black paws,though no tail,outstretched in front of me. Only then did I realize, I was a kitty cat! This must be a dream. Then I heard a voice come down from the skies, as if god himself had a message for me again, but to my surprise it was better than that! "​​​Starting off, we have... uh...oh..." it took me a few moments to figure out who's voice that was- it sounded so familiar.

After a long pause from the sky-voice while I did nothing but stare as I attempted to figure out who's voice it was. Suddenly my ears that had begun to droop while my mind wandered shot up and my pupils dilated with joy, "This is Kitty," The voice, aka AIRY! My one true love! As in the one character I've wanted to meet more than anything ever in the whole world! My nub of a tail began wagging excitedly and I was purring as a cat would be, I was in my favorite show! And I could talk to my favorite character! I couldn't stop myself from squealing so high that only dogs should be able to hear it. I was hopping up and down enthusiastically, if joy was a liquid I would be projectile vomiting with how happy I was.

I then, in my ultra gleeful state, could somehow sense that a negative comment was about to be made. "Airy, that's a cat- you can't just" "Next up, is, uh... Texty.​" My beautiful future-husband cut her off. Wanting to let him finish spawning his contestants, I walked away, I would get plenty of time to talk to him later, my current main concern was exploring and possibly socializing. I had stumbled upon Soda Bottle, or I guess Bryce, but he's Soda Bottle now. He was sleeping, which made me remember how tired I was. I sat down next to him of course, deeming him my first friend.

Just as I could feel my very consciousness being pulled out of my body to go to dreamland, I made myself alert, sleeping would make me seem weak, and my first impressions with these guys were pretty important. I distracted myself by examining my new body, I remember nights I would spend crying wishing I could be a cat and run away and nobody would ever see me anywhere again, I remember when I would wish I could be in ONE, heck, this was two happy dreams in one. I examined my body carefully, though keeping my movements silent since I was right next to The Sleeper. I looked at my paws, a yawn forcing its way through my mental monologue. Only after I laid my head down curled up next to him, finally succumbing to my need to sleep, I realized that...you can't get tired in dreams.