The kayna princess Kayla sat on the balcony of her mansion. She looked over the land of the Fire Haven, the tweedles and glowls building nests on burnt out big candles, and stoggs and danidoos searching for food and repatillos hunting them.
She noticed one of the candles in her garden burned out, and informed her gardener flowahs about the situation and ordered them to fix it immidiately. She took her cupcake that she was eating for the past hour and took a bite, thinking about how the other monsters would kill for it.
She loved being the most powerful monster inside The Living Core. She thought about the monster queen Candelavra which formed a frown on her face.
She was happy that she was gone, because she was the only natural monster that was more powerful than her. She tried forgetting her and thought about what kind of things she can order her serveants to do for her to stop thinking about Candelavra.
The only thing that could keep her from doing whatever she wanted was The Fire Council. These fire monsters basically only kept her from doing wierd shit. They're supposed to rule over the monsters without the fire element but because they are wild animals it doesn't really work.
Every few months The Fire Council gets together and discusses the state of the haven.
Today was that day and Kayla looked at her fire clock, waiting for it to be time to head to the Council and do listen to what they have to say. She was often bored and looked for ways to entertain herself. She had a serveant of almost every monster type for singing the Fire Haven song. The exceptions were cybops and gobbleygourds, as they were too dangerous.
The mammotts asked Mason if they should climb the Core. Mason said that they wouldn't survive the fall, temperature and relief of the inside of the volcano. After seeing the mammotts, a pair of glowls charged at them and hit them, pushing them into the Core. The mammotts were falling until they crashed onto the surface.
Luckily, they crashed on top of some lit candles, which made the wax soft. Unluckily, the candles melted their boat as spunge skin is flammable. After they stepped off the burning boat, they started looking at the island.
They felt uncomfortable around all of the candles so they started destroying the candlestands.
This time Michael and Maxwell thought this was a good idea, as the candles could be an inconvenience if the monsters populating the island turned out to be hostile. But Mason didn't think about the candles at all. He sat inside a cave, and started thinking about what to do next. He has no idea where they are or where they should go, which made him worried.
Michael noticed he was sad and decided to sit next to him and talk.
"What's wrong, Mason? Don't you want to destroy the nature of this island?"
"I don't know, Michael. I have no idea where we are or how to get out of here."
"Aw, don't be sad, we'll find Plant Island eventually. Until then, you should really enjoy your stay here."
"Thanks Michael, really. That was very nice." Even though he forgot to swear, Michael completely understood Mason,
After coming out of the cave, Michael and Mason looked at the other mammotts and noticed the temperature.
It was unbearable. The mammotts immidiately started panicking and ripping their fur and even skin off.
They screamed so loud everyone noticed them. After a few seconds, they couldn't take it anymore and started ripping off their body until death. They slammed their head on candlestalks until their brains exploded and they died.
YOU ARE READING
[My singing Monsters] The Trip To Plant Island
FanfictionThe tale of how mammotts inhabitated Plant Island.