The walls around him began to dissapear. He feared he too would be swallowed by nothing. He heard loud popping noises in his ears and then he passed out..
"Hey!"
"Wake up!"
Harold looked up to see a kid about his hight in a Black leather coat. "where am i?" harold groaned still in pain, "well i take it your not from around here huh?" the boy replied, "Your in purple, the land of purple" " who in their right mind would name a place purple?" harold asked. "the king would" the boy replied. "so is this king like the king of robot people with sharp claws??" harold asked. The boy studied him quickly and grabed harolds jacket "come with me" the boy said quietly as if now hiding from somthing.
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The Book Of Harold
Fanfiction"Harold rushed downstairs, he didn't see his mom anywhere. The whole place was ransacked lamps, plant pots, dishes, everything was either broken or on the floor." (find out what happens) Based off of harold and the purple crayon ft undertale battle...
