Hermittpadpad book of Doom

Arrival

No Longer A Sloth yawned as he walked up to his new apartment. It was night, so hopefully his roommates wouldn't be disturbed by his entrance.

He was coming back from a long trip to a few other fandoms, but he was finally back home here in Hermittpad. 

Opening the door, he found a surprisingly neat living room in front of him. To the side was a flight of stairs, a little worn but not messy. Across from them was a mini kitchen with crinkling noises coming from the cupboards.

Is someone awake already?

Walking towards the noise he found a pair of grey wings hiding the person they belonged to.

"Hello? Who're you?"

They whipped up, startled by his sudden entrance. In their hands was a family size pack of cheetos, crumbs scattering on the floor around them.

"AH! Uhmm. . . I didn't see you there! Sorry!"

They awkwardly laughed.

"So I'm guessing you're our new roomate? Cool! I'm Whoops, but you can call me. . . well, Whoops, Clumsy. . . Tadpole too I guess? I have a lot of nicknames."

"Okay. . . Why are you down here?"

They laughed again.

"No reason. . . You should get some sleep. Some water too. Hydrate or Diedrate!"

It was No Longer's turn to awkwardly laugh. 

"I suppose I'll see you tomorrow."

With that he turned and quietly walked up the stairs, nearly running into someone in a pink jacket as he did so.

"Hey Tadpole!"

"What is it?"

"Is this our new roomate?"

"Yeah, I'd let him sleep! Do you see those eyebags Ferre?"

"Not really under that mask!"

"Fair but you should talk to him in the morning!"

"Okay!"

A little too bewildered to say anything, No Longer continued his ascension up the stairs.

The top opened up to a hallway with four doors. One was thrown open and had a few crumbs trailing out of it, one was closed with a star scribbled on with neon yellow sharpie, and one was closed.

The last one was at the end of the hallway, and looking inside had a small bathroom.

No Longer backed up and opened the third door to a plain room barely big enough to contain the few things it contained.

There was a corner desk with a computer branded "Wattpad", a bed crammed beside it, a door to a small closet, and a little desk with a mirror and a small touch screen.

Going over to the mirror desk, No Longer looked at himself.

While Whoops had pointed it out rather bluntly, there was no denying the dark bags under his eyes from travelling, only slightly concealed by his zig-zagged mask. 

Sighing, he flopped onto the bed in his clothes and fell asleep almost immediately.

(A/N this is pretty short at 461 words but I'm just trying to get the ball rolling ya know? 

Also I would post some character drawings, but Wattpad hates me and images refuse to work. As soon as they do, I'll fix it.

Most of the chapters here will be little one-shots, but I might keep some more story-oriented chapters here at the beginning. Next time, No Longer arrives at the Discord server.

Chaos ensues!

Also, if you'd like to become a character, DM me and I'll send you the discord server!

Thanks for reading!)