The Alternate Universe (Marcanne)

Can't Do It

Marcy smiles dropped down, thinking * what are you doing Marcy? what were you expecting?        ( could have been the core ) * She turned left and walked like there was no one watching her. Anne on the other side lost a warm feeling when Marcy left. But what's the use of her heart thumping? what was she expecting?? Anne walked sadly back to her house.

Sprig on the other side was jumping up and down, of course, he was expecting for it! 5 minutes later someone knocked at the door, Sprig smiled and quickly opened the door, he saw Anne covering herself with a hoodie.

Sprig: Anne? where's Marcy? * As he opened the door *

Anne: Oh she got back to newtopia, well uhm King Andrias asked for a little help.

Sprig: Anne. I feel lies.

Anne: It's nothing I promise, * as she got in and take off her shoe * well Sprig if you dont mind me I have to go back to the basement (her room).

Sprig: What just happened? * he turned back *

Polly: Ayo Sprig, good news?

Sprig: Not in the mood Polly.

Back with Anne, she got to the basement and sat there in complete silence, one word is stuck in her head.. (why?) she laid her head on her bed as she broke down to tears. " Tomorrow is the day where all of us will go back home... why am I crying? I can just bring the Plantars! what's the best than it..? " as she cried. The Plantars can only hear her sniffle.

Hop-pop: What happened kids?

Sprig: I dont know Hp... might have been from earlier.

Polly: I'm afraid, she isn't comfortable anymore.

Sprig: Any plans?

Hop-pop: C'mon kids pack your bags, we will go and visit the human realm.

Sprig and Polly: Got it Hp!

Back to Marcy, * whispers in her ear are heard * Marcy kept on walking till darkness came in. She looked back and realized she was lost. This place isn't Newtopia anymore! It's a place that's very dark it has hills and robots pumping the grounds. The kingdom has no gravity and it's flying, Marcy shakes her head and blinked many times until it was gone. It is back to its normal form, she is still shocked by what she saw. She got up and walked inside Newtopia meeting the King smiling.

King Andrias: Why hello there Marcy! thought you were done getting the third gem?

Marcy: Andrias... I have planned that I will get the third gem later this evening, after all, I need a rest.

King Andrias: I'm surprised I never heard you talk like this to me before.

Marcy: Not in the mood Andrias, is just that you dont get what just happened. I just don't understand. Meeting another Anne in another universe has got me trouble giving attention to the real Anne as well.

King Andrias: You gave the real Anne more attention, what do you mean by that? two Anne was jealous, the other Anne from another universe is also jealous. Please Marcy I see it too.

Marcy: Gladly if you understand me too Andrias. 

King Andrias: Marcy...

Marcy closed her door and cried softly. She knows its hard but she doesn't get it.

Marcy: I loved Anne did i? its just that i can't do it... the words repeated and repeated until she fell asleep.

Olivia: King Andrias is master Marcy asleep yet?

King Andrias: Yes she is Olivia, would you mind if you can check on her?

Olivia: I would too King Andrias.

Olivia walked until she got to Marcy's room. She knocked softly and opened the door, " Oh dear.. looks like she forgot to lock the door " She switched the lights off and smiled. " Good luck Master Marcy ". Olivia soflty closed the door.

Quick explanation since I'm already tired O<O

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For Readers

Its also the same on what happened at Anne's house, she just fell asleep after also other words repeated. I will remind you all people reading this, a lots of twist will happen in the next chapter, i cant do it today since I'm lazy and all i know is obsession on stuff i read. So if you dont mind me let me close my story, i will be back if i have too:). BESTACC TRADER CLOSING:D

                               

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