Imagine, if you will, Carlos’ first week in Night Vale. He doesn’t have much time for entertainment, such as watching T.V. or tuning into the radio show that he’s heard others talking about — including his colleagues. He’s too busy trying to settle in.
But.
As he wanders around town, going to the grocery store, to the bank, and other such places he can’t help but hear the whispers. ”So that must be Carlos.” ”Oh my, he really is perfect.” ”Why did Telly cut his hair?” Carlos is confused, but he shrugs it off. The little town is weird, so these whispers could mean anything. But even his coworkers are talking about him. “Beautiful, perfect Carlos,” giggle snort. So, finally, he asks them what’s going on. They tell him about Cecil’s radio show and how he goes on and on about him.
So Carlos goes home and tunes in, and he’s surprised to hear such a low, enticing voice complimenting him in every sentence. He wonders if he should be a touch bit creeped out since he’s never met this Cecil person, but a much larger part of him feels flattered.
From that day forward, he walks around Night Vale with a smile, telling people that he is, indeed, the beautiful Carlos. Someday, he’ll call into the station and talk with Cecil, or go visit him, but for now he’s content with that smooth, wonderful voice that calls him perfect.
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More Night Vale headcanons because I can’t stop. At all. I mean I tried honest but I just have to write them. Because Carlos, man. Perfect Carlos. And Cecil.
And how the heck did it get so many notes so quickly?!Wow found some time to write a headcanon yay! Thank you Night Vale for making me obsessed with you.
I’m looking through my writing blog and finding old headcanons I wrote and seeing that, suddenly, they have a lot more notes than I remember ^^;;; Happy New Year?
