Reality Shifter

•𝕚| 𝔸 𝔾𝕚𝕣𝕝•

As pitch darkness turned to light, not a wink of sleep was received as the whole situation flurries in my mind. I mean, I'm in an unfamiliar room in a, seemingly, normal world. Oh, and I haven't forgotten how I got here. A fucking portal drags poor Ant away who just wanted to munch on his Cheeze-Its.
"Oi, get down here dumbass! Breakfast is ready and you're not going to get any if you don't!" I screeched at the loud ass voice. It sounded just like Anthony! I quickly did my normal morning routine and threw on a pair of tights and an oversized t-shirt. I ran outside of the unfamiliar room to find a long hallway leading in many directions (3 but that's still a lot :( ).
"Um... Anthony, is that you?" I yelled out to the mysterious person who might not be so mysterious.
"No You dUmbAsS iTsa Me mArIO!" I laughed at Anthony's dumb joke. So at least I know that he's not a complete stranger that's cooking me breakfast.
"wElL MarIo can you help me find the kitchen... I'm kinda lost." I heard a loud sigh and trudging of steps. Next thing you know, I'm in the kitchen... literally. My eyes widened in shock as I looked at my tol friend.
"I- how- wh- oKay. ThAtS nOT NoRMaL. I diDnT Do THaT! How did I get here?? I didn't even take tWO STEPS!" Anthony laughed at my reaction, fuck you too then. But regardless, he swiped away a fake tear and looked me dead in the eyes.
"You forgot about my quirk already dumbass? Jesus, did you eat a tumor for dinner Fred?" I looked at with squinted eyes. Is this some kind of twisted joke? Quirks? No, magic doesn't exist or else I would've gotten my Hogwarts letter already.
"Oh har har, quirks don't exist Anthony! I know you love Boku No Hero Academia but it's not the time to pretend you're living in a fanfic!" Anthony's eyes held a glare as he smacked me upside the head.
"You buffoon, quirks do exist. You have one! I have one! Hell, even your dog has one." I instantly looked up.
"Really?!"
"No you dumb fuck, it was a joke." A pout sprouted on my lips at his response. I'm fucked.
"Okay. I don't know what the fuck you're talking about. We were in lunch and now I'm in this big-ass house!" Anthony looked at me as if I was crazy. His mouth than twitched into a smirk and he offered me his hand.
"Show me." I raised my eyebrow in confusion.
"What?" He repeated his phrase with more emphasis. I grunted and rolled my eyes at his request.
"How? How am I supposed to show you what's in my mind?" Anthony rolled his eyes AT ME and scoffed.
"You dumbnut! With your quirk! How else are you supposed to show me? Here-" he grabbed my hand and placed it in his. He then later his other hand on top of mine.
"Just think about what you want to show me." I let out a breath. I might as well entertain him right? I nodded at him as he gently closed his eyes. I did the same, as I started to focus on my memory. All of a sudden, it felt like a collision of emotions and thoughts. My memories seemed to divided as they turned into whispers. They then left my mind as I opened my eyes. Anthony also opened his eyes, a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"Holy shitorroni. Freddie Lander, you accidentally shifted realities." I gawked at him, what in the actual fuck?
"Here, I'll let you in my head. You'll see what I mean." His hand went towards me yet again, as I took it roughly.
"It won't hurt you will it?" Anthony smiled at me as I looked at him in concern. He let a chuckle out as he replied.
"Even if you're not the Freddie I know, you sure do act like her. But no, it won't hurt... unless you want it too." I raised an eyebrow at his wording. He flicked his other hand at me and told me to continue. I nodded my head in agreement, looking back down at our hands interlocked. I closed my eyes and focused on him. Then all of a sudden, I get hit with emotions yet again.