I'm trying something new. I'm trying to create a yaoi (male x male) fanfic. If you don't like it, don't comment.
The original story is The Reason Why by elizajeanb1. I'm just editing and finishing it for her.
Neither of us own The Stanley Parable.
'Another story', Stanley thought to himself as he sighed in disbelief.
He was in his office then went on with the same old story. He and the Narrator have been doing the same thing every single game day, in the same old office building, with the same old story, but different paths and endings. Restarting, starting, restarting, starting, restarting, starting! He just couldn't take it anymore. It drove him insanely crazy, just like the insanity ending, but more. This was more insane.
But, he didn't seem to mind at all. He was actually happy, because he's with his Narrator. Stanley loved him in every way possible. The way that he talks in that suave, deep voice with a British accent. The way he gets emotional, being nice to the employee. But the two reasons that Stanley loved the most are the way that the Narrator gets happy and smiles and the way that he cares about him, even if the Brit didn't admit it. Stanley knew this, how? From his heart. Why? Because he cares, not that it matters.
Stanley looked sad and regretful as he ventured through the hallways, went into the break room, stopped, and took a seat, his head down. The Narrator saw this. "...Stanley?" the Narrator asked in a worried tone.
Stanley gasped as his brown eyes widen with surprise, but he kept his head down, "...Are you okay?" As the Narrator asked in the same worried tone, Stanley quickly wiped the sudden tears from his eyes.
"...I-I'm fine…" Stanley said and was surprised. The Narrator too. Stanley had finally spoken! Stanley felt happy that he was able to speak but it didn't help.
Stanley's mood changed from surprised back to sad and regretful. The Narrator had no idea what was going on with his main character. He DID write the story about Stanley. That's why it's called The Stanley Parable. The Narrator began to think, 'hmmm... I wonder what's wrong. Is it the story? Is it the endings? Is it the choices? Is it...me?' When he thought that last question, his eyes widen, but then he disbelieved it. 'It couldn't be! ... Could it?'
"Stanley?..." The Narrator asked, becoming concerned. "Stanley, please tell me what's the matter. It isn't like you for this mood to last so long."
Stanley opened his mouth and was about to speak, when a female voice cut him off.
"Oh, you shouldn't worry about that, dear Narrator," the voice said and chuckled. "In fact, you and Stanley should be worried about something much more important."
Wish me luck on the next chapters.