["Author here! Here's the list of characters since Wattpad won't let me put a cover photo."]
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ㅤ"Wakey wakey! Eggs and bakey!"
"It's too damn early, Author.."
"well i'm sorry siR but it is 2.
..2 in the fuCKING AFTERNOON"
Well Author's in a rather sour mood.
"Do you know how much food had to spoil!? Worst of all, it was food that Destiny cooked!" she groaned, "At least Sec, Dark, Victim, and Cho ate some, but Destiny literally made enough to serve thirty and-" "Calm down there, Em."
Green and Blue-the ones who woke up first, unfortunately-blinked at Destiny's sudden arrival. Their eyes searched for the halo Author mentioned, and to their surprise, they found it choking his neck.
Destiny turned to look at them. "The food is being served in the Theater. There's a portal behind you that leads to there, but beware; you still have to close your eyes while getting in.
"And, Em, it's not spoiled," he chuckled. "The logic here doesn't equate to what you're used to; the food is perfectly fine and still warm.
"And as for you two, I suggest getting to the theater. The food certainly doesn't taste like what you're used to," Destiny looked at Blue in particular, much to his bemusement, "but I promise you, Second Coming deeply enjoyed the meal.
"Go on now, the portal is behind you. Close your eyes before entering and do it one at a time, okay?"
Green got in first.
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ㅤDark looked everywhere.
Aisle 1, Aisle 2, Aisle 3, Aisle 4... Row 1, Row 2, Row 3, Row 4, Row 5... His notebook isn't anywhere!
He mentally scolded himself for not remembering sooner; the thing he forgot beforehand was his question in his notebook.
He had the opportunity to ask Time earlier but noooooo.. He forgot.
And now it's gone. Poof. Reduced to atoms.
At this point, Dark groaned, sitting down on his seat.
He put his hand below his seat and pulled out his notebook and quill, determined to ask Time why he can't seem to find-..
"..are you fucking kidding me"
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Victim looked up.
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FanficIn the world of music and noteblocks, Green was interrupted by a voice in his head. A voice that offered the truth in the presence of a screen.