Oam’s POV:
Why can’t they all be in one place? The mirrors that were supposed to be in the temple
are all over the place, some being too high up for me to reach without Sketch’s help. The
mirrors all seem the same. No reflection. It might be because this world is unfinished, but I don’t
know for sure. Sketch and I were walking through the scattered fun house when Sketch
suddenly stopped.
“Hey Oam, you might want to look at this.” I turn and see Sketch looking at a mirror
with… omg THAT”S MAO MAO! And my Mao Mao, not an alternate version of him.
“Sketch, you know what this means? I can go home!” I hugged Sketch, holding him
close. Sketch hugged tight. I went to leave, but Sketch continued to hold onto me. “Sketch,
why-”
“I’ll miss you. I hope things work out well for you.” …
“Sketch.” I sighed. “... I’ll come back, I’ll help as much as I can. I promise.” I gave Sketch
a kiss on the forehead, then held him close.
“Thank you.” The two of us let go of each other. I turn to the mirror and sigh… please, let
me go home.(200 words)
AN: The chapters are shorter cause most of the ones I posted today were written today, so some may be a bit rushed.
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Mirrored Worlds, Sequel to Demonic Heroes
FanfictionWhen separated from Badgerclops, Adorabat, and Snugglemagne, Mao Mao and Oam have to travel through alternate worlds to find home. But is home a place or where the heart is? Warning: Strong Language.