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If it weren't for the humming of the ac, the room you were sleeping in would be completely quiet

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If it weren't for the humming of the ac, the room you were sleeping in would be completely quiet. Your limbs felt numb and cold, as if ice pierced through your skin. All of this pain because your friend forgot to give you a damn blanket.

You turned to your side, eyelids drooping like a dogs floppy ears as you stared at your friend wrapped in a large blanket. she left me here to die of hypothermia, you thought to yourself, shivering softly. In a sudden change of attitude, you stood up and placed your hands on your friends shoulders, shaking them aggressively in an attempt to wake them up.

Your actions seemed to go down in vain, your friend not awakening from their slumber. In fact, they began to snore right after your shaking session.

With dread, you flopped back to your spot and stared off into space, trying to drift off into a slumber which seemed so far out of your reach. Finally, after what seemed like centuries, you had drifted off into sleepyville and didn't expect to come back to the mortal world any time soon. However, your plans were cut short after a familiar voice yelled in your face, their spit raining on your forehead.
"so͇̰͊̈́̔͢͡ͅú͍̾͢r ̫̹̔̊lí̖̙̫́̅k͔̟̾̀e ̯͞le͕͓̐͊m͙͇̔̔o̤̙̠͈͍͆̈́̄̽͘n̙̣̻̽͊̕s̨͇̯̼̘͛͊̀͘̕,̛̠͖̀ ̥͎̹͒̆̈s̩͒w͓̍e̪̦̅͊̏͢ḛ̎t̙̖̤̀͗̚ ̮̤̎̌l̥͑i̦̲̗̠̐̎͌͋̚͜k͎̼̬̲̀̂̚͠ȩ͍͖̎̐͠ ͚͘c̼͞a̗͖̖͈̅͛̏͝n̢̡̡̛̘͎̓̿͂͑d̥̪̥̿̀̒y.̢̦̤̳̓͌̅̌ ̡̪̖͚͗̽̇̕Ḭ̚ ̨͈͔͗̂͆͝ͅtr̼̤͗͘ǐ̟̬̂͠ͅpl͖̞̩͎̒̔͐͊è͔̕ͅ ̥̟̰͕̐̒̉͘ḏ̹̱͗͑̀̕͟ơ̢̧͉̭͌͂̍̚ͅg̼͊ ̱̙̖̓̃̓͜͡d͍̙͍̘̓̾́͡à̝͔͂r͙̥̞̟͆̽́̄e̥͑ ̆͢y̙̜͎͛̀̃̚͟ö̳̠́̃͒̚͢͢u̪̥͕̓͂̄͆͜ ̱̓t͎́ö̲̳̼́̒͂ ͉̳̰̈́͊͂ͅĝ͎̬̳̌͝o̖̓ t̟͚͉͍͇̀͐̑̍̓o̘̬͇̓̌͗̉͢ ̯̐c̜͓̿̄̈͜ȁ͚̞͖̚͝nd̩̽ý̖̽͜ ͕̞͓͍̿̿̃̋l̠͈̞̠͂͌̎͡an͈̦̦̋̑̽͟͠d̹̟͔͂̿͋í̧͍̜͊̉͟͝e̬͕̺͖̎̓͂̏̐͟"

Your eyebrows furrowed and your (e/c) orbs scattered over your friends mischievous face.

"What?" Your voice came out raspy as you scooted away from your friends tight grasp.

"You're going to candy Land, y/n! Aren't you excited?"

Clearly, your friend wants to die.
Especially after waking you up to chant some demonic shit in your ear.

You rub your temples and shake your head "listen, I get you have a drinking problem, but drinking at," you glance at the clock, "2:23 am? Now that's just crazy—"

"I haven't been drinking! I don't even have a drinking problem!" Your friend hissed, tugging at your arm to get you to stand up. You fought back, focusing your wait to the ground so they wouldn't be able to move you. In the end, your friend tugged you off the ground and lead you to their bathroom.

"You need to look good for this," words dripped from out of their mouth as they fixed you up to the best of their ability.

"I'm wearing a hoodie with bbq stains on it."

"oh."
















"All done!"

"Why do you put me through so much torture?" You gazed at yourself in the bathroom mirror. You were now wearing a hoodie that didn't have bbq stains on it and your hair was somewhat less messy.

"What are you even doing anyways?"

"You're going to candy land dingus."

"that isn't even a real place—"

"Just do the fawking thingy."

"What thingy?"

"There's directions on the mirror. Bye now!"

"But—" your words were cut off when your friend slammed the door on your face. Sighing, you looked over to the paper on the mirror.

"Step one, light candy-smelling candle.. check." You looked over to the lit, bubblegum scented candle with tired eyes.

"Step two, clear your throat and make yourself known." You read what it told you to say. "I am (f/n) (l/n), (y/a), and I come from (y/c)"

The candle flickered.

"Step three, turn shower and faucet on hot water." You did as the paper stated. "Wait till steam enters closed off bathroom." Annoyance filled the atmosphere. Why were you even doing this anyways? You're sure your friends drunk. 100% sure.

Steam flowed through the room and you kept reading, "Step Four, chew desired candy for better results. Most wanted candy, Laffy Taffy." You looked at the Laffy Taffy sitting on the sink and chuckled, opening the wrapper and taking a mighty bite out of it.

"Step five, turn hot water off and do not, DO NOT SWALLOW THE CANDY!" You did as told, twisting the hot knobs of the faucets.

"Step six, take candy out of mouth, put on steamed mirror and say the chant loudly." You took the pink Laffy Taffy out of your mouth and stuck it on the mirror where your nose is. Then read the chat out loud:

"I, (F/n) (L/n) wish to go to Candy Land. My friends have said the Chant in my ear, therefore I have been told to go here. Listen to my plea, and take me to thee. Candy Land, bring me there! So mote it be!" You closed your eyes for impact, screams, or some sort of dramatically horrific thing to happen..but nothing happened.

You opened you eyes and scoffed, "nothing happened you idiot. Are you sure you're not—"

Next thing you knew, it all went pink.
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