So I know Inside Out hasn't come out yet, but this just came to me when I was daydreaming and I had to write it down. It's based off a true story, but slightly modified and from Fear's perspective. Enjoy!
"Make sure Paige is out of the way," said Fear nervously.
"Already done. Don't worry," Joy responded from the console. Fear still wished he could be up there to keep an eye on their three year old daughter. If she darted in front of the big truck while they backed it up...
Fear nearly screamed as they lurched forward. "What was that?"
"Just the truck! These things aren't exactly smooth, Fear!"
The purple emotion sighed, staring nervously at the field of vision and wishing Joy would adjust it just enough that Paige was visible.
Being a father meant double duty for Fear, who now was in charge of protecting both John and his daughter. He once again scanned the yard, and jumped when he realized Paige was not in sight.
Without a second thought Fear sprung towards the console, shoving Joy out of the way and turning John's head this way and that.
"Where is she? Where is she?" he shouted, panicking.
"Calm down, Fear! I'm sure she's–"
BAM! Joy was was cut off as they lurched forward once more. Fear immediately stopped the truck, shakily making John jump out.
"Paige?" he looked around, heart in his throat. All the emotions were silent, not stopping Fear in his frenzied search.
Sadness cried out as their daughter's strawberry-blonde hair came into view, soaked with blood.
"No! Paige!" Fear leapt into action, attempting to perform CPR while screaming for help. It wasn't long before an ambulance appeared, whisking their daughter away.
Sadness darted forward, pushing the "cry" button before backing away. No emotion touched the console, only stared numbly as John's field of vision was blurred by tears, sobs wracking his whole body.
ONE MONTH LATER
"P-pull the plug?" Sadness' eyes widened with shock, filling with tears. "We can't do that to our daughter! That's killing her!"
"We've already killed her," sighed Disgust. She was sitting on the couch with her head in her hands. "There's just no saving Paige. That's what the doctor said, anyway."
"Yeah, w-we don't want to take up space in the h-hospital, guys," stammered Joy, attempting a smile.
"So who's going to do it?" Fear questioned. Silence followed. Nobody seemed willing. Fear sure wasn't.
Finally Anger stood with a sigh. "No need to keep the doctors waiting."
So John choked out a "yes" and followed the doctor to Paige's hospital room. He kissed his daughter's forehead with a tenderness Fear didn't know was possible for Anger. Then the plug was pulled, the machines turned off. The heart monitor's beeping ended with Paige's life.
Anger stepped back from the console and disappeared upstairs.
"Do... Do you want to drive, Sadness?" Joy questioned. The response was a thud usually only caused by Fear. Sadness had fainted.
"Sadness!" Joy leapt from the couch, rushing to the unconscious emotion's side. "Help me, guys!"
"W-what about John?" Fear protested.
"Just put him on autopilot!"
Fear hesitated. They had never used autopilot before. Glancing back at Joy, who was hoisting Sadness onto the couch with the help of Disgust, he reached over to the far side of the console. He lifted the cover off the small blue button, took a deep breath, and pressed it.
The levers and switches then moved by themselves, as did John, who turned and left the hospital room.
Fear sat down on the stool and watched them drive home like clockwork. Emotionless. And that was how it would stay. He had failed at protecting Paige. The only way to save John from a breakdown was if nobody interfered.
Autopilot was better than grief.
Emotionless was better than heartbroken.
Yes, I know :'(. Please tell me what you think! Was it good? Did it make you cry? Should I continue it or leave it as a one-shot? Thanks for reading!