[DISCONTINUED] Cookie Run: They're Real?! (Reader Insert)

Chapter 3 - Brains over Brawn

[Y/N's POV]

"I know you have the cookies."

The sentence itself was enough to send my heart rate into hysterics. If we look at the facts, then there's no way that this is a joke! I didn't even show anyone!

Did someone notice?... Is it Evan?... I have no proof that it is him, but given how he acts, it might be possible. Am I just assuming?... I can't conclude this just because he acts suspicious all the time! It's easy to tell that the way he acts is how he usually is. No, never mind, it's not him.

"(Y/N), you okay?" Jenny's soft voice momentarily soothes me down. (F/N) and Travis seem to stop their rambles.

"Oh- nothing, I'm fine! I just spaced out a bit." I reply, repressing my nervous laugh to make myself sound believable. Travis and (F/N) seem to buy it, Jenny humming in suspicion as they return to their Roblox trolling.

The person private messaging me doesn't leave me alone, sending in another message that gets my heart racing faster,

"Do not ignore me," he types, inching his avatar closer to mine. "I know you have the cookies. Give them to me now."

I gulp a large one. Answering him would only make matters worse. I need to ignore him, no matter what he says.

"Come on," he types again. "Answer me. I know you're not AFK. You have the cookies. Give them to me. I will take care of them."

Are they dumb?! Do they expect me to just lend them the cookies through my screen?! Maybe I shouldn't take this too seriously then.

The mysterious avatar private-messages me again, "How clever of you to think! You're sharper than you look, (Y/N)."

What?...

My heart clenches, my chest tightening as my entire mind is filled with fear. How do they know my name?! 'Sharper than you look...' does that imply that they know what I look like?! But how did they know what I was thinking?! Did they assume?! Mind games?!

With shaky breath, I bring my mic closer, "I-I'm sorry guys, but I have to leave- Mom is calling me-"

Travis and (F/N)'s boisterous laughing dies down, their tones sounding sadder than usual,

"Oh, goodbye (Y/N)," (F/N) says.

"Stay safe (Y/N)!" Travis follows up, along with Jenny grunting lightly as a way to say bye. 

I log out of the Voice Chat, heart racing as I quickly log off of Roblox too. I shut my computer off, grabbing a small roll of nearby duct tape, roughly ripping off two pieces as I stick them on both of my cameras, doing the same for my phone. Sprinting to my blinds, I close them shut, my door closed all the way as I flop on my bed.

GingerBrave watched me the whole time, a concerned look in his circle eyes, "(Y/N)?... What's wrong?..."

My head spins to him, noticing his look that almost resembled a scared little child. Should I tell him?... But he'll be scared... wait, no he won't! His trademark is literally braveness! Maybe I can tell him?...

"G-GingerBrave... someone knows about you guys..." I meek out as GingerBrave's eyebrows raise up. Custard and Chili Pepper pause their little arm-wrestle match as Wizard looks at me weirdly,

"Whatever do you mean, (Y/N)?" Wizard asks, his tone mixed with curiosity and concern. "Has a problem occurred?"

I really hope I'm not making a mistake by telling them this...