Tony the clock x object! Reader

((A/N- for all the Don't hug me I'm scared fangirls/fanboys out there •U•))

You sighed with boredom. You lay on your bed's (f/c) bed sheets staring at the ceiling. Your name was (y/n), and it was another boring Sunday morning. Your friend (f/n) just went home from your sleepover with her and you were really bored.
Your eyes started to close slowly, and you drifted off to sleep.

((:Timeskip presented to you by America and his hamburgers of fabulousness:))

When you awoke, you were no longer in your room. You sat up in confusion and looked around. The walls were a dark blue color and covered in clocks.

Tick-Tock-Tick-Tock was all you heard.

You got out of the bed and decided to look around. Maybe you were just dreaming. Yeah, that's it, (y/n)! You are just dreaming! Maybe if you pinched yourself you would wake up!

You pinched yourself, but you didn't 'wake up'. Nope, you weren't dreaming. So where were you? This wasn't any room in your house, or anyone's house in your neighborhood.

You glanced around the room, taking in every little detail. Then you saw a window. You walked over to it and tried opening it. It was locked. You looked out into the darkness, hoping you could get out of wherever you were.

Suddenly, the door to the room flung open, causing you to jump up in shock.
There, in the doorway, stood a man with blue skin, black hair with yellow tips at the front, a red streak across the bridge of his nose, and a black trenchcoat with a clock on it.

"Who are you?" You ask, shaking a bit from the shock.

"I am Tony the clock. Now, you would you mind telling me you name, my dear?" He responded.

You gulped.

"My name's (y/n).. And.. Uh... How did I get here?" You ask hesitantly.

"Why, your just like me and my friend Paige, your an object that's alive! Apparently, you didn't know, so we brought you here!" He exclaimed.

You looked at him with confusion.

"What 'object' am I, exactly?" You asked.

"Your a/an (random/object). What me and Paige are wondering is how you didn't even know?" He replied.

You hadn't thought about that. How did you not know? Well, you had been alive than most normal humans had been, (random/# of years), and you always took a liking to (r/o). Maybe it did make sense.

"Come with me, Paige has made you a dress to match a/an (r/o)." He stated, leading you out of the room. When you stepped out of the room, it looked almost like the puppet's house in a video you watched called "Don't Hug Me I'm Scared".

Pretty soon, Tony came to a stop in front of a very colorful, and creative, door.

"This is Paige's room. She's waiting for you inside." He said, gesturing towards the door.

You opened it hesitantly, being greeted by a very colorful room, that lacked the color green for some odd reason.

"Hello! You must be the new object! I'm Paige! I'm a notebook!" A girl in a white dress full of random and creative things said in a high voice.

"Hi," you smiled, "I'm (y/n). Nice to meet you, Paige!"

"Ooo I like you! Your so nice! Unlike Mr.GrumpyPants outside." She said, obviously talking about Tony.

"Now, let's get you into your new outfit, shall we?" She chirped, showing you to the (dress/t-shirt/ tunic) on the bed.

"Wow. It looks almost like a/an (r/o)!" You exclaimed, a ear-to-ear grin plastered on your face.

"Now, go try it on, I want to make sure it fits!" She explained, showing you to her bathroom.

You tried it on, and it fit your figure really well. You looked so much cooler in it too! You came out of the bathroom in your new outfit, only to hear Paige squealing.

"Aw, you look adorable! Let's show Tony, shall we?" She said in her bubbly voice.

You and Paige walked back to Tony's room, where he was drawing something.

"No time for mucking around, hmmm?" Paige asked teasingly.

Tony jumped up a little shocked at the voice of his frienemy Paige.

"Oh... Well, I um..." He studdered, a tint of red on his face.

"Watcha drawing?" Paige asked, snatching the paper from Tony's grasp.

"NO WAIT--" he yelled.

Paige's eyes widened and a smile formed on her face. She got close to Tony's ear and whispered something that sounded like, "Somebody has a cruuuush!"

"So, Tony, how do you like (y/n)'s outfit?" Paige asked Tony, gesturing to you.

Tony looked up at you, his blush spreading even more.

He looked down and muttered something, his face now fully red. He then looked back up and glared at Paige, signaling for her to leave.

"Well, I'll leave you two alone." She said, still grinning.

"So... Hi...I guess.." You said, trying to break the awkward silence.

"(Y/n), I have something I want to, uh, tell you..." He trailed off.

You tilted your head to the right a little bit.

"What is it, Tony?" You asked.

"Well... I... Um... Aw, screw it. Let me show you!" He said, leaning forward and bringing you into a deep, passionate kiss.

"(Y/n), I love you. Be mine?" He asked with pleading eyes.

"Yes!" You exclaimed with happiness, hugging him.

"I love you, (y/n)."

"I love you too, Tony."

The door burst open.

"Are you guys kissing yet?!"

"GET OUT!"