Dare
"Make a post sometime within the next day. It can be about absolutely anything, so long as it is written entirely in 2nd person perspective." raekynnes
You hear a noise coming from the refrigerator - loud, clanking. You get up to investigate, hoping that the fridge has not broken. You roll your eyes when the clanking stops once you stand in front of the machine and turn back to your bed, ready to relax again.
The fridge starts to shake.
You jump and face the dreaded machine again, glaring at it for frightening you.
The shaking subsides.
You scrunch your eyebrows together in puzzlement. Why had the machine stopped? Has it developed a conscience lit the appliances in The Brave Little Toaster?
You crouch down and creep towards the still machine. You slowly reach your hand towards the door before jerking it back. The fridge remains motionless. You let out a small laugh, thinking of how ridiculous you are acting for being afraid of a refrigerator. You reach for the door again, this time yanking it open.
The room goes dark and you feel things brush past you - some scaly, some furry, some feeling like plush. You scream when the things start giggling.
A snow white owl then rushes at your window, and you fall back onto your elbows, silently cursing your now demonic fridge from hell.
The window shatters.
You fall the rest of the way to the fall when you bring your arms around to cover your face.
The owl swoops into your room and as you slowly uncover you eyes, you see the owl transform into a man? You can't be quite sure; it looks like a man, but yet you've never seen a man look like him before. You've also never seen an owl turn into a man before. Then again, you've also never had a demonic fridge, so it's not like this night could get any stranger by this point. The man has long blonde hair, but his eyes are what captivates you. They are outlined in purple eye shadow, and you cannot look away from them.
He tells you his name is Jareth, the king of the goblins. He extends his hand out to you. You place your hand in his warm grip, and he pulls you to your feet.
"I'd like you to be my queen," he tells you.
You glance down at the devil fridge before meeting Jareth's eyes again. You smile.