A/N:
Alright, let me explain some things before I start my New fic "For Whom the Flutter Beats" Firstly, in this cannon, there were Six creators of the Under Realm(creepypasta realm) and they are referred to as "the parents", and the only Female of the group was named Ravyn, and most creepypastas refer to her as "Mom, mommy, or mother" Ravyn has a sister that lives in the Over Realm (normal world) named Reyna. Reyna is referred to as Aunt/Auntie. Isis sometimes will be referred to as Fluttershy because her friends gave her that label. So, yeah, this is a really crappy love story. Read at your own risk.
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Isis' hands were trembling as she ripped the gray cartridge from the N64 system, the cartridge was unlabeled, except for the word "MAJORA" written in black marker across it. She gently put the cartridge on a shelf before turning out her light and wrapping herself snugly in her pink, fluffy blankets, and falling into a fitful sleep. She hadn't deleted Ben's profile, knowing what that would lead to, so her dreams were normal. Well, as normal as a suicidal teen's dreams can get.
She woke up to her screen being covered in whitenoise, and she knew it was the ghost in the game, so she just muttered a quick, "Oh, shut up, will you?" before proceeding downstairs to find something edible. Waffles. That's it, she had nothing but waffles. She was glad she didn't live with the creepypastas as she ate, thinking about nothing in particular.
She gets up, cleaning her dishes, and the water refused to turn off. "DAMMIT!: she yells, knowing it was the ghost in the game- again. "BEN!" she yells, pissed that the ghost was planning on flooding her kitchen...and it shut off, as if nothing was wrong. She slams the dishwasher shut, and stomps into her room "BEN! What the hell? Really?" she heard a snicker, and the whitenoise of her T.V. in reply. She rolls her eyes angrily, grabbing her keys off her dresser and storming downstairs. She pulled out her phone. "Reyna?" she called into the phone. "Yea?" came the reply.
"Alright, I may sound crazy, but just hear me out." she says, a bit frantic. "Mmm?" came the reply. "Well, remember the BEN Drowned Creepypasta?"
"Yes, but what does that have to do with anything?" Reyna asks cautiously. "Well," Isis replied warily, "I think I have the game."
Reyna's eyes widened, "RAVYN!" she yelled, hanging up the phone. "GET BEN IN HERE NOW!" she gets off her bed, dressing quickly, and runs to the room down the hall, knocking on the door, "Ravyn!" she hears a muffled, "What?" and she comes in. "Ravyn! It's Ben! He's going to kill my best friend! She has his game!"