SODA woke up in his BLANK ROOM, like usual. Should he go on adventures with his friends, or stay alone and isolated? Probably the first option..
(COVER COMING SOON! ... maybe- I'll think about it.)
It's not my first fanfic in general, but first fanfic in Wattpad.
Hope yall like it, good luck!
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SODA was just laying in BLANK ROOM.. He had nothing to do.
After a bit, SODA checked on everything that he could currently do:
He watered his sunflower.. " It's really nice to help out something, sad that it won't do the same to you. "
He checked one of his drawings.. " The drawing was scribbled out. You don't know what's in there. "
He checked out his laptop and stared at the screen.. " It felt nice when you have something warm on your lap, yet when you stare at it for too long it hurts your eyes, "
SODA heard something fall nearby. He looked around and.. Found a GARDENING TROWEL.
It looked quite sharp..
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SODA was still bored, so he looked at the white door for a bit and approached it. SODA slowly opened the door..
