The next day was hard. Excruciatingly hard. His dad let him stay home from school with his brother. But that was mostly because he'd gotten suspended. The news said that Macklemore had died from the earthquakes that'd been happening for the past few weeks.
Henry knew the real truth.
And that hurt him even more.
After the funeral, after the streetlights came on, and the mist still hung gloomily in the air, creating a thick fog that stuck to Henry's face and made his shirt feel tight on his chest, he bought a fur coat in honor of his favorite musician's legacy, then dredged down to the cemetary. He just stood there, for a second, muttering apologies.
Then someone tapped on his shoulder.
He whipped around and kicked him in the stomach. The man let out a grunt of pain and stumbled backwards. Henry had accidentally knocked him out. He stared at his hands for a moment. Had he really just knocked a man out with one simple kick?
Henry looked down at the man, who was laying on the ground, limply. The man had on a dirty fur coat and he looked like an older version of Macklemore... In fact, he looked exactly like Macklemore. No. No, that was impossible. There was no way that this man was Macklemore. He pulled the man up to his feet and started to drag him back. The police noticed him.
It was kind of creepy, dragging a limp body that looked exactly like the man that was, supposedly, buried in the cemetery next to them.
The jacket that the man was wearing got snagged on a passing big truck, taking Henry with it. He let out a horrified yelp. The truck pulled them down the street. Henry held on for dear life. The man woke up. "WH-?!" He looked around frantically. Then he wrapped an arm around Henry and unhooked his jacket. He landed on his feet, doing an impressive backflip that, literally, made Henry's stomach turn.
Henry panted quietly, both relieved and horrified.
"Who are you?" Henry asked, breathlessly.
"Macklemore." The man answered.
Henry's eyes widen. "..."
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Macklemore: Into The Mackleverse
ActionMacklemore falls into a bit of trouble when he falls into an experimental device that can travel between realms. It's up to young Henry to make things right. --------------- My best friend, Makenzie, bet that I wouldn't make this story, over an enc...
