Fan's Inanimate Adventures (II AU)

chapter1/prologue-Myrmecophobia

The title says:Myrmecophobia

If you can't see it

Warnings:
•Ants that are the size of dogs
(Sorry if you have a phobia of ants)
P.S I don't recommend wearing an animal's skin, it would give you a sickness if you're not careful.
•swearing

More:
I'm gonna jump off a cliff if I keep having writer's block, I'm gonna cry fuck my lifeeee

They are in object form, they're not humans 😞😞

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Fan walks around town, trying to draw the towns layout in his journal. He was an adventurer, looking to find all kinds of beings and buildings, hoping to write it or draw it in his journal. He took his adventure very seriously, he would never get distracted, no matter what was in his way-

Fan looks up from his journal and gasps,
There it was, just behind glass; the most adorable frog plushie fan has ever seen. It was so fat, it was so squishy, it looked VERY stupid!.. fan needed it, he needed to get his hands on it immediately!
...
But.. then he saw the price..

"Five hundred coins for a frog plushie!?" Fan exclaims outloud "what!? You could buy a tiny house with that amount of money!" Fan says, in disbelief of the absurd price.

He barges in the store, going to the store owner

"Hey, are you the store owner?" Fan asks, eyeing the man.

"Oh, yeah I'm the store owner." The man responds.
"Why?"

"Why is the frog plushie five hundred coins? Can you tell me?... Uh- please?" Fan says, now a little akward.

"Oh, I get that question a lot. Well, that frog plushie is made out of silk, and the finest, softest stuffing ever made. It is extremely high quality, and is extremely rare, previous owners say it's lucky, that it made them win the lottery a dozen times." The store owner responds. "Plus, it's made by the queen, clover, herself."

"Oh.. uh, do you take offers? Perhaps some trading?" Fan asks, looking up at the store owner, hoping that they will say yes.

The store owner chuckles
"sorry, but I don't take offers."

Fan walks out of the store, feeling frustrated. He mumbles curse words under his breath, he looks back at the frog plushie, looking oh so sad. Fan needed it, and it needed him. He could feel it, they were destined to be together.

"Okay, if I want that frog plushie, then I'm gonna work hard for it." Fan thought to himself. He pulls out his journal and starts writing in it, sitting down on a nearby tree stump to think of ways on how to get money.

Fan hums, putting his journal away.

"How to get money.. maybe I should.. gamble? No no, that's too risky.." fan thinks outloud.
"I could steal, but that would be wrong.. what if.." fan gasps
"I could help people, and get paid for it, oh fan, you're a genius." Fan smiles, standing up.
"Why am I talking to myself, I look insane."

Fan decides to knock door to door, hoping to help people, but so far they all turned him down.

"Oh great.." fan mumbles, he hasn't even got a single coin. Maybe this was a bad idea.

He decides to leave that town and look for a different town, he hoped that this would heighten his chances of earning atleast a coin or so.

He walks to a nearby town, seeing some smoke in the distance.

"Oh, they're probably making some barbeque." Fan thought as he kept walking.

But the more he walks, the more smoke he sees.