Location: Mint's House - The Stage Set

No POV

As Y/n entered the stage set, where they film the show, Mint's Hints as Y/n made his way to the house to see if Mint is inside, before he noticed an old friend sitting on top of a bush as the cupcake named Sprinkles was surprised to see Y/n at the studio.

Sprinkles: Oh! Y/n! Is that you?

Y/n: Oh. Hi, Sprinkles. Yes, it's me, Y/n. How's it going?

Sprinkles: I'm doing great, thanks. I'm so happy to see you again, Y/n! It's been so long since you've been here. Speaking of which, why are you here?

Y/n: My dad abandoned me and I got nowhere else to go. So I thought I come here to see Mint.

Sprinkles: Oh no. Your horrible father left you here all alone. That's terrible. I can tell by your apperance. You look like you haven't eaten or bathed in a week or two. I'm sure Mint would love to let you stay at her home since you got no place to live. 

Y/n: That's nice. (Stomach rumbles) (Clutches his stomach in pain)

Sprinkles: Sounds like you're really hungry. Quick, follow me inside! I'll go let the others know that you're here and Mint can draw you a bath and whip you something to eat.

Y/n: Ok.

So Y/n followed Sprinkles into the house as he remembered the good old times since his father was the showrunner before his mother died of an incurable disease that made his father drink out his sorrow that made him the man he was to this day.

Sprinkles: You know, Y/n. Everyone's been wondering how were you doing and a lot's changed around here since your father was the showrunner and I bet they'll be happy to see you again, including Mint. She kinda see you as her own child and I know she and Fuschia are both definitely gonna take care of you for now on when we tell them what happened.

Y/n: Yeah. It would be nice to see them again since my dad went jail after the last episode involving a party.

Sprinkles: Oh yeah? That reminds me. We're having a party in a week and you're invited.

Y/n: I am?

Sprinkles: Of course. Everyone's invited, especially you, Y/n. Well, not your deadbeat father after what he did to you.

Y/n: Yeah...

Sprinkles: Don't worry, Y/n. As long as you're here. We'll make sure that you'll fit in with us because you're part of the family now,  Y/n. I bet you won't even recognize, most of the cast.

Y/n: Will they remember me though?

Sprinkles: Of course they'll remember you, buddy. However, things haven't been the same ever since your father got fire as the showrunner.

Y/n: What happened while I was gone after my dad got fired?

Sprinkles: Well, after your father got fired, a new showrunner took his place and really shook things up!

Y/n: That's good.

Sprinkles: That is, before the show got cancelled of course.

Y/n: That's bad.

Sprinkles: But on the bright side, we actually managed to live together in peace.

Y/n: That's good.

Sprinkles: But the studio got shut down and left abandoned after that.

Y/n: That's bad.

Sprinkles: But we still have enough food and supplies and everything to keep us around and entertained for a lifetime.

Y/n: That's good.

Sprinkles: But some of the sprinkles and cake toppings we had to throw away contain potassium benzoate.

Y/n: ...

Sprinkles: That's bad.

Y/n: Can we go in now? I'm starving.

Sprinkles: Of course, let's inside so you can introduce yourself to everyone!

Y/n: Ok.

So Y/n opened the door to the house and when he stepped inside, he accidentally stepped upon the doormat aka Mat as he woke up from his nap, realizing who stepped on him.

Mat: Hey! Watch where you're stepping buster!

Y/n: Aah! Sorry.

Mat: Sorry don't cut it. Who do you think you are walking all over me like that?! How would you like it if I stomped on you?!

Y/n: I'm sorry...(Sniffles)

Sprinkles: Mat! Don't you know who this is? That's D/n's son, Y/n.

Mat: Wait a second, that's D/n's kid?

Sprinkles: Yes! And you just made him cry! What do you have to say for yourself?

Mat: Geez, I'm sorry. I didn't know it was him and why is he so cold and dirty?

Sprinkles: His father abandoned him and treated him horribly that's why. 

Mat: Oh. Sorry about that, kid. I didn't realize it was you.

Y/n: It's fine, Mat. I didn't mean to step on you like that.

Mat: It's all good, kid. I'm sorry for what your deadbeat did to you. If he was here right now, I would've bite his feet off after he wiped his dirty feet on my face. His shoes were covered in dog doo-doo and I got pink eye for a month. I'm glad that jerk got fired and got what he deserved. You did the right thing on calling the cops on him.

Y/n: Thanks, Mat. (Stomachs grumbles again) (Winces in pain)

Mat: Whoa. What's wrong, kid? You looks like you haven't eaten in a while.

Sprinkles: That's because his father didn't feed him before he left him alone in the studio. He's going to be living with us for now on.

Mat: He didn't feed him and left him all alone here to die? That jerk! I hope he dies and burns in hell for all I care!

Sprinkles: I'll go get Mint and Fuchsia right away. Y/n, you just stay here and wait until I come back, okay?

Y/n: Ok.

So Sprinkles went off to find Mint and Fuchsia while Y/n suits on the couch and waits for Sprinkles to come back with Mint and Fuchsia. But then, he saw the Toaster named Toasty that looked at him with a scared expression on his face.

Toasty: Excuse me?

Y/n: Yes?

Toasty: You're not here to put me in the bathtub are you?

Y/n: No. Why would I do that?

Toasty: Oh thank godness. Sorry about that. I must've mistaken you for someone else. You're Y/n, right?

Y/n: Yeah.

Toasty: Oh. I remember you. You used me to toast some pop tarts for breakfast, right?

Y/n: Yeah, I remember that.

Toasty: Me too. Such good times we had together when you visited here. The sweet smell of (Favorite Pop Tart Flavor) in the morning.

Y/n: Yeah. Good times...good times.

???: Y/n? Is that you?

Then Y/n looked at the doorway to the living room to see both Mint and Fuchsia as Y/n got off the couch and walked over to them before Mint and Fuchsia hugged Y/n, not minding getting their fur dirty from hugging Y/n's dirty body.

Mint: It is you! I'm so happy to see you again, Y/n!

Fuchsia: Me too! How've you been, buddy?!

Y/n: Horrible. My dad abandoned me and I had no where to live.

Sprinkles: It's true. D/n treated him horribly and he decided to leave him all alone here at the studio. So I figure we let him stay him with us for now on.

Mint: (Gasps in Shock) Oh my gosh! That's horrible. Of course, he can stay with us. He deserves better and we're more than happy to let him stay here with us.

Y/n: (Hugs Mint) Thanks, Mint. I really appreciate it.

Mint: My pleasure, sweetheart.

Y/n: (Stomach Grumbles)(Winces in pain)

Fuschia: Oh boy. Looks like he hasn't eaten for awhile. I can whip him something to eat while you give him a bath.

Mint: Good idea, Fuschia. I'll go start the bath right now. (To Y/n) Sweetie, if you're gonna be living here with us, do not go to the door in the laundry room. It's not safe in there.

Y/n: Ok, Mint. I promise not to go in there.

Mint: Good boy. Now follow me and I'll give you a nice, warm bubble bath while Fuschia makes you a nice, warm dinner to eat.

Y/n: Ok.

So, Y/n followed Mint to the bathroom, where he saw Tubby currently drawing him a bath for him to get all clean up before Fuschia is done making Y/n's dinner in the kitchen.

Tubby: Hey there, kiddo. Nice to see ya again. Here to get cleaned up. You look like you need a bubble bath.

Y/n: I sure do.

Tubby: Well, I'm already drawing you up a bath for ya.

Mint: And I'm adding some (Favorite Scented Bubble Bath) in the bath.

Y/n: Oh boy.

Tubby: (Turns off the water) Alright, bath's ready. Get in, kiddo.

Y/n: Ok, but please don't look while I take off my dirty clothes.

Tubby: Oh, right. Sorry. Say no more. (Shuts his eyes)

Then Y/n takes off his dirty clothes and slowly get in the tub as he can feel the relaxing warmth of the bubble bath with Mint bringing out the bath toys for Y/n to play with while she cleans up Y/n until he's finally all squeaky clean as Mint dried him off before giving him some nice PJ's with the (Favorite type of pattern) to wear to bed.

Fuschia: Y/n! Dinner's ready!

Mint: Oh! Looks like Fuschia just finished cooking you some dinner. You better head to the kitchen to get something in your stomach, then we'll get you ready for bed and we'll read you a bedtime story, how's that?

Y/n: Sure. I would like that.

Mint: Good, now go eat and I'll get the bed ready.

Y/n: Yes, ma'am.

Mint: (Thinking) (Giggles) So polite for a young child. We're gonna mke sure that Y/n will stay here with us forever and ever. And no one, not even his father will stop us.

So Y/n went into the kitchen as Fuschia cooked up some (Favorite Food) with a cup of (Favorite Drink) to go with it as Y/n devoured the meal like a savage wolf, but made sure not to make a big mess and wiped his face off with a napkin since he hasn't eaten anything for a while before his father dropped him off at the abandoned studio as Y/n never had anything so good to eat in forever before went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and get ready for bed.

Then as Mint and Fuschia tucked Y/n to bed, Mint reads Y/n, a bedtime story before he finally went to sleep peacefully in a comfy bed to sleep in with Mint and Fuschia snuggling up to Y/n like a couple of protective parental figures, willing to protect their only child from danger.

Y/n felt like he's in a better place with Mint and Fuschia and the entire cast of Mint's Hints and he doesn't want to leave his new home ever again.

However, Y/n should eventually know what's really behind the door in the laundry room as his dream will soon become a nightmare when the party begins in a week.

Sooner or later, Y/n have Nowhere to Run or Hide once he discovers the secret behind that door that was locked away behind closed doors.

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 2