CHAPTER 6: pick up sticks

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flight attendant: "excuse me, mam?...mam the plane has landed" 

*eyes flutter open 

"HUH? WHAT plane....?"  oh ya I'm on a plane I almost forgot....2D! 

you look to your right and see that 2d was gone

was yesterday just a dream did it even happen....will I ever meet him again *sighs

you get up and leave the plane and step outside the Essex airport 

you grab your phone and call Sophia......hey Sophia it's me (Y/N) I've arrived

..........................................time skip

OKAY WHERE HERE! sophia said practically screaming as she removed her biker helmet 

"come on let's go!" she said a pointed to the two-story house.

"okay", you said as you struggle to hop off the bike. sophia was a very, well, wild type of women. Shes got some crazy hair and a very interesting sense of style....and an even more interesting smelling home. As soon as she opened the door the smell of  tobacco and alcohol flared your nostrils making you tear up a bit

"GAHaha! sorry 'bout the smell, love! you'll get used ta it...eventually"  you look at her and give her a sheepish smile" so which room am I staying in?....

 "oh ya almost forgot its upstairs to your left

You walk into the room change the sheets spray some air freshener and open the windows then plop down onto the bed...Sigh, what now? you thought to yourself

you get your headphones and play Clint east wood 

2Ds POV

*confused 

HAHAharm HOME SWEET HOME!, Murdoc said as he opened the abandoned Kong studios gates

"Murdoc? noodle said also confused "what home? kong is nothing but ash!" she said and pointed to the hill where there once stood the eerie building 

HAhahamm "patients my sweet noodle," Murdoc said and poked noodles nose which creeped her out  "THERE'S MORE THEN WHAT MEETS THE EYE!" he flung open the gates and walked in with his hands wide open 

HAhahamm "patients my sweet noodle," Murdoc said and poked noodles nose which creeped her out  "THERE'S MORE THEN WHAT MEETS THE EYE!" he flung open the gates and walked in with his hands wide open 

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"Muds! what the fuck are you talking about?" Russel said taping his foot and starting to lose his patience

"y-ya Murdoc there's nofing here but tombstones and ruble...were not going ta sleep on the floor....are we? "

"Shad up! Faceache!" Murdoc said and hit me across the noggin  "of course we're not going to sleep outside ya twat! 

we kept walking until we got deep into the graveyard right behind the hill that the building used to stand on

Murdoc licked his lips and gave a malicious smile he looked down and started looking for something

"Murdoc comes on its getting cold" noodle said as she griped to her jacket tightly 

"where is the soding thing its got to be here somewhere!" Murdoc grumbled as he threw rubbish behind him

AAAH~! found it! he pulled a lever 

then all of a sudden the ground started to shake  

WAAH! I clung to Russel's shoulder like a squirrel on a tree   

The ground opened and revealed a deep narrow staircase that looked like it could continue on forever.  

"Muds what in the hell is this!" Russell said pointing to the floor and shaking me off his shoulder

"Well, folks this right here is my secret underground base! hehe, base, I play the base!"  Murdoc said as he waved around a bottle of whiskey..(where did he get that from...his trousers?) 

"come on lads!" follow me! Murdoc said drunkenly and started to walk down the staircase.

"I don't have a good feelin about dis" I said to Russel. 

Murdoc stops walking and we all bump into each other. he turns around and opens his arms

WELLCOME TO THE HELLFIRE CLUBE!


(A/N) 

sup guys sorry it took me so long to post also sorry about the short chapter I've been very...well *cough...busy in the meantime comment what you guys think will happen next idk let's do like a QnA kinda thing ask me anything or suggest stuff or....*knockes out Zzzzz

  






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