-Mixed up stuff: Yet another book-

Klink-Warper/OC short story

Time, time, time, it was seemingly the only thing that remained in Candlewick's mind. The klinker was disoriented, scared, after countless warpings between time itself to get back into their regular timeline.

Unfortunately however, their appearance became affected by this, their arm and one of their legs in a twisted clockwork fashion. While it didn't just not affect them physically, it also affected them somewhat mentally.

Eventually, all of this madness stopped one day...

They open their cycloptic eye to see themselves within a forest filled with slime and glop, curiosity but mostly worried filled them.

- "Where in Mixels am I...?" They thought to themself, their vision blurry. Due to this, they didn't know a green Mixel standing before them.

- "Hey! You're up!" Torts, who was the green Mixels beamed, causing Candlewick to jump away.

- "AHH-! STAY BACK STAY BA-" They stopped panicking once they noticed that Torts wasn't a threat. "Oh... You're not- sorry.."

- "It's fine, I never saw a klinker in the Swamplands! My name's Torts, what's your's pal?" Torts asked, holding out his slimy hand.

Candlewick would pace back and forth until they faced Torts, holding out their left slightly non distorted hand.

- "Ca-Candlewick." They said. "My name is Candlewi-1-" At the end of their sentence, their head spun uncontrollably, making a fast tick tock sound. It eventually stopped.

Torts was shocked by it, and was concerned by the sight.

- "Woah! Are you okay?" He asked.

- "Hhh.. I'm, fine- I-I mean I've seen better days-! But- needles to say.. it's.... A lot." Candlewick looked down slightly.

- "Oh..." Torts said, they didn't understand what Candlewick meant,but he could tell that they weren't in the best state and clearly alone. "Well, how about you come with me? I think my brothers would like ya!"

Candlewick was a tad surprised by the offer.

- "Really?" They asked. "Y-You're... Serious? Even though I look like.. this?"

- "Your appearance is fine!" Torts said as he took Candlewick's hand. "I don't mind appearances regardless of what they look like, y'know?"

The klinker felt a warm feeling within their steampunk body, something they've never felt in... At least a long time or a while. They allowed Torts to walk them through the forest.

As they looked at Torts a bit, a small smile formed onto their face. Maybe this'll be a change of life for them.

(The End)