What Is My Life-A Basicclean Fanfic {discontinued}

Chapter seven

"Mr. Clean! Help!" Lucy cried, trying hard not to let go. Mr. Clean reached down to try and pull her back up. He finally grabbed her wrist and began to pull her up to safety. Once Lucy was up, she hugged Mr. Clean tight and he hugged back. After a bit of hugging and dramatic movie like moments, they resumed their journey. The duo reached the bottom of the volcano and walked down the candy path for several more hours, only stopping for short breaks. Their journey took several days and they were beginning to feel tired and hopeless but that was before they saw the gate and the gumdrop guard.

Mr. Clean searched through his pockets to find the card to give to the guard. He found it and held it out to the guard while saying "Gerald sent me" The gumdrop guard nodded and open the gates, letting the two into the kingdom before following them into the gates and closing the gates behind the three. Inside of the kingdom was beautiful skyscrapers made out of gram crackers. The gumdrop guard walked in front of them and lead them down the sidewalk. Mr. Clean watched in fascination as candy cars past them. Lucy stayed close to him and refused to even look at the guard.

  They walked up to a massive peppermint bark castle. It had doors made of chocolate and a bridge made of gingerbread. Below the bridge was a moat full of  (at this moment I realized that Lucy is a mint and that a peppermint bark castle would be like walking into a castle of human flesh but that's beautiful sooooooo...) coffee. The doors opened for the gumdrop guard and they walked into the castle. The guard led them down a hall and into a room. In the front of the room there was a large throne with a gingerbread man (holy fudgenuggets, when you're making gingerbread men and gingerbread houses you're making the gingerbread men live in houses of their own flesh...) sitting in it.

  He had a crown of assorted candies and a long fruit roll up cape. The gumdrop walked up to the gingerbread dude while gesturing for the other two to do the same. Mr. Clean and Lucy quickly walked after him. They approached what they guessed was the king and the gumdrop guard gave the king the card before walking out of the room.

  "So, Gerald sent you and you actually made it without dying. I'm impressed" the king said. Mr. Clean nodded. "King Benadryl Cumquat. So, it says here you have to find a friend's ex to give them a letter" He said. "Yes" Mr. Cleano Beano said. "Well I can't help you" Benadryl said. "What?" Mr. Clean said. "Guards, bring these two to the prison" he said. Four donut guards came out from nowhere and dragged the duo out of the room with Mr. Clean kicking and screaming and Lucy crying. They were dragged all the way down to a basement and locked in a pretty much empty cell. All that was in there was a disgusting toilet and two very uncomfortable looking beds. They tried to find a way to get out for hours.

Suddenly Clementine appeared behind them. "Hiya!" He whispered in Mr. Clean's ear. He jumped up in the air and fell into the bed. "Clementine?" He said in shock. "Yes, apparently these people have been tricking people for years. You either die on the journey or they kill you here. I didn't know though" the weirdo mutant dolphin said. "How'd you find out then?" Mr. Clean asked. "I overheard Gerald on the phone" Clementine answered. They heard donut guards coming down there. "I have to go!" Clementine whispered before disappearing, leaving only a pile of glitter behind.

  The donut guards reached the cell. They looked right at the glitter. "Clementine was here" one of them said. "What do you want with him?" Mr. Clean asked. He looked over at Lucy who looked terrified. He gave her a small smile before looking back at the guards. "He knows things he shouldn't know and I'm betting you know it now too" the donut guard said. "I have no idea what you're talking about" Mr. Clean said.

  The donut guard didn't look like he believed Mr. Clean but he walked back upstairs with the other donut guards following close behind. Mr . Clean laid down on the uncomfortable bed and sighed. They were gonna die, probably including Clementine. He couldn't believe that all the people he thought had been helping him were just trying to get him dead. Mr. Clean also realized that this also meant he'd have to find a new way to get the note to Elmo. He couldn't give up. He had to do it. For John Cena. Mr. Clean closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Hello!" Mr. Clean's eyes shot open and he saw Clementine in his face. He screamed like a very manly little girl. Clementine put his flipper hand thing or whatever it's called cuz the author doesn't know shit about dolphins but he put it over his mouth. "Shush. You don't want to wake up all the guards" he said. Mr. Clean nodded and grabbed Clementine's dolphin hand thing and took it off of his mouth. "Sorry, just had to shut you up" Clementine said. "It's fine" Mr. Clean said. Clementine got off of Mr. Clean. "C'mon, I found a way out" he said. Mr. Clean's eyes widened and he stood up. He walked towards where Clementine was.

  "We can't bring Lucy though" Clementine said. "Why not?" Mr. Clean asked. "Because she's needed for distraction so we can escape" he answered. "How do you know she'll even agree?" "She doesn't have to" Clementine said before pulling out a knife and stabbing Lucy. She screamed at the top of her lungs. "WHAT THE FUCK?" Mr. Clean yelled but Clementine dragged him to the corner of the room. The donut guards ran in and unlocked the cell. Clementine magically turned him and Mr. Clean into donut guards before pulling Mr. Clean out of the cell.

  They continued walking down the halls and through rooms trying to find the exit. "Seriously, you just KILLED Lucy? Was that really necessary?" Mr. Clean asked. "Yes, we had to escape or all three of us were going to die" Clementine answered. "You two! You can't just leave!" they heard King Benadryl Cumquat yell at them from behind. "Fuck..." Mr. Clean whispered to himself.

Idk why but I felt like killing someone. Also I swear I'm not a psychopath for those author's notes. I'm a high-functioning sociopath, do your research.