No Room For Gloom (Mascot Mayhem AU)

Segment #1 - Pity Party 🎉 🎈

You step into the new realm and immediately trip over the golden plate underneath you. With a thud and a groan, you rub your aching knee and suck some air between your teeth, hissing at the damage. Not even five seconds into this venture and you're already injured? Yeah, that wasn't good.

Glancing down at the perpetrator, you scrunch your face up at what you saw on it; confused to see a pig, rabbit, and a chicken engraved on the metal. Even as obvious as the answer was, you prayed that these weren't the enemies you were going to encounter. You'd look so ridiculous getting chased down by a trio of animals.

"Love, get up!" Ushered Bierce in your head, prompting you to hop back on your feet. You stumble, but eventually stand up right, peeping the jaw-dropping sight in front of you. Your lips gaped open and lids squinted, the colorful lights shined at you, daring your eyeballs to go blind.

There lay in front of you a vibrant, pink castle, fireworks booming behind it and overlapping chortling echoing from the inside. Slowly guiding your head around, there's theme park rides, ferris wheels, drop towers, a carousel similar to the one the gremlins had, and even a roller coaster, all with the same logo carved somewhere on them.

The sweet smell of popcorn and candy assaulted your nostrils, and there were even tiny shops and restaurants bordering the building. You glance up into the magenta sunset sky and attempt to resist fainting.

"Well, looks like Malak's getting desperate for your soul, isn't he?" The woman laughed. "But we'll show him. Find your way inside."

You nodded, strolling north to see if there was any kind of door you could go in. The scenery was crafty as hell to say the least, and you knew you wouldn't be welcomed in so easily.

As you walk, a sudden dark presence starts to tickle your back, you feeling more anxious and nervous within each step. You yelp as your shoulder was grazed, quickly turning around to see if someone might've been following you, but no one was there. You could've sworn someone touched you just now.

Deciding it was just your fears getting the better of you, you shrug and trot until you eventually find your stop in front of a booth. Cocking your head, you slowly lean in before jumping at a rabbit suddenly popping up, you screaming as he dusted his chest off before laughing at your reaction. He wore a large mustache, a hat with the word "SELLER" imprinted on it, and a red and white outfit to go with it.

"Whoops! Sorry, Missy! Didn't mean to scare ya," He apologizes, scratching his head a bit. "But 'round these parts, you'll need a ticket if you wanna get in that there play place. Got five bucks?"

Money? You needed money in hell, too? Where would you even get money?

"Uh..." You trailed off, whipping your head around to try to find if there was anything that could suffice. You were hoping maybe there could be something you could use on the ground, but alas, nothing existed but you and the wind, you sighing as you were forced to admit to your lack of currency.

"Listen, I um, I'm kinda broke right now, so if you could just make an exception for me, that'd be great, thanks."

"Ohh, but that simply won't do, lassie. No money means no entry," He crosses his arms, flashing you a cocky smile as his stare flares into your eyes. "Damn it," you mouthed, not having a single clue of what to do next, and it was then that yet another rabbit had popped up beside him.

This one also wore clothing, except he had on a black tie, a tuxedo and boots of the same color. So they had clones? You hoped to God that's not going to be an issue in the future.

"Is there a problem 'ere?" He asked his comrade, causing a rapid attitude change in him.

"Well, I can't give the lady a ticket if she doesn't have any money, so it'd be defiant to let her inside, wouldn't it?"