TMC Shits And Drabbles

°✨Not The Waking World✨°

So uh yeahhhhhhh..
My uploading schedule is all over the place so don't expect good writing or good times I'll upload chapters, ignore my blissful, full of shit, writing!!

Just some normal Bythrone Paranormal Society stuff.. definitely no angst...
Edit (10:23 pm) : welp, making this the Dessert Au.

Uhhhhhhhh should Cesar's name be spelt Caesar or Cesar.
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Mandela County.

You could say it was like any other one, normal skies, no great or bad tourist attractions, and birds singing away in the sun. Although most people would be asleep at 12 P.M, Adam wasn't. Well, he couldn't sleep. His thoughts would cloud with no reason whatsoever, mind racing as if something or someone was watching him at all times. His mind going blank whenever someone tapped his shoulder, his senses all going flatline when someone made a certain sound. All because they ate a pink-ish apple he found on the ground.

Seriously? A pink apple? What was this, some weird, twisted and wired world in some other dimension? Nobody would believe them. Even if he could go another night without sleeping, but he has a job to do. Being the leader of the Bythrone Paranormal Society, The brit has to do what any other leader would, keep everyone on schedule, and etcetera. He decided to just close his eyes, and let his thoughts cloud in him and let a part of him drift into deep slumber.

The blonde male raised from his deep slumber, rubbing his eyes to adjust to the light. Quickly noticing his pillow, bed and blanket were gone, now he had remained on the floor. His sight was merely blinded by the pink pastel sky, blue and purple clouds mixed and trialed into the sky. "What the fuck?.." Adam whispered to himself lightly, going over to the lime neon green sign. «WELCOME TO MANDELINE COUNTY». The sign read in bold words, The brit then looked at the sign from every angle. Searching for something or even a direction, to their dismay, he could only find one direction far, far away. «C'S STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE'S DELIGHT CASTLE : 200,875 KILOMETRES AWAY.» Oh boy, it was gonna be a long hike.

They walked and ran over hills that felt like cotton candy, jumping over small in size rivers which seemed to have melted chocolate as it's water replacement. The male became sick of the once so delightful sweet scent he had liked, but he was more focused on why he was here and getting to the castle than anything more. He didn't know who this "C" person was, or even how the hell they got here, but they could care less about the first thought. The brit continued to follow the yellow, m&m decorated road, every now and then stopping to take in the scenery and a break for his legs. They continued to walk along the path when out of the blue, someone appeared infront of them. "Oh! Hello! Welcome to Mandeline County, you must be new, haven't seen you around here!" the male said cheerfully, The blonde looked him up and down, the silvered hair male seemed to have the same voice and look as the brit's best friend, Jonah.

"Ah, how rude of me to not introduce myself! I'm the one and only, Jonah Marshall!" The sliver haired male said proudly, Adam getting a bit surprised. "So- your name is.. Jonah?" he asked curiously, the male wearing a lemon themed outfit gleefully smiled. "Yep! What's yours, new guy?" Jonah asked with a bright smile on his face, the taller looked at him for a while, not after responding first. "Uh- my name's is Adam, Adam Mur-" he stated a little droned, before the taller finished their sentence, the brit was interrupted by Jonah dragging him by his arm delightfully. “I’ll give you a tour of Mandeline County!” The shorter spoke in a cheerful tone, startling Adam a little. Okay- his apple themed clothing and this 'CandyLand' was one thing, but someone who looks exactly like his best friend and has the same name? Was he dreaming or what? Adam couldn't clear his thoughts, but right before that, Jonah had dragged him into C's Castle.

“Mr. Torres, you have a visitor!” Jonah yelled into the hollow like castle, the walls vibrating a little. Cake wasn't really good holding in sounds. The Torres guy walked down towards Adam and Jonah, The sliver haired getting excited as someone dressed as a blueberry muffin walked down too. “Mark! My best friend!” Jonah said much more cheerfully then welcoming who seems to be Mr. Torres. “Ah, what splendid time! Adam, was it?” Mr. Torres spoke in a elegant tone, too elegant for the brit’s taste. “How do you know my name?..” The blonde male trembled a little, but Jonah was quick to answer for him instead. “T-that doesn't matter! All you need to know is that this is Mr. Torres's castle!” The strawberry shortcake man sighed and smiled peacefully, glancing at the blueberry guy to also smile. He seemed to force a soft grin, not before quickly straightening his position. “Like I said, Jonah. Call me Cesar instead.” Cesar approved Jonah calling him by his first name.

This was a weird world too Adam, but not to you or me.

Don't tell the group.
:)
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887 words! :D
Broke a fourth wall there ngl-
But anyways- sorry for the delay on this oneshotttttt!! I will continue this in the next chapter :)

<Published : 21th October 2022!>