Pangea (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 3.5

Warning: Chapter mentions ADHD, PTSD, and the use of pills. Read with caution. 

Year ????

Somewhere in the Bermuda Triangle

AK

MN

Pangea

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"TRY ME JACKASS-"

"OH, YOU WANNA GO HMM?? TASTE FIRE!"

How did this start? Let me say, one of Animal Kingdom's creations destroyed a few of Mother Nature's killer plants, and now MN has challenged AK to a fight.

Not sure who is winning, though...

"RYHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE"

Oh God- Oh- OH- WAIT for AK DON'T-........

Ah shit. Here we go again. 

"I just fixed this place!" A voice shouted, causing both AK and MN to stop their fight and look to the large door to find Pangea standing there, looking pissed.

AK looked at his older brother with a nervous look on his face before looking to MN and smiled. "I-uh- GOTTA GO CREATE MORE CREATIONS-" AK hightailed it out of there, leaving MN to deal with Pangea.

AK slid into his side of the giant mansion in the astral plane and went into his giant laboratory that was off-limits to his siblings, only their father, Earth, was allowed to come in when AK wasn't there. Sometimes. 

He let out a sigh and slid into his work chair, looking at his sketchpad. He didn't tell the others what he had been doing, but it's better to keep it that way.

 He didn't like how 'humanity' was progressing more and more. Many of his animals were getting killed, and it hurt him to see them all get slaughtered. But, in a way, It did help him make his animals stronger. 

Scribbling some words in his journal, Animal Kingdom started to sketch one of his new creations. He had different concept sketches for how animals would act, their emotions, and how they would act around other creatures such as humans.

 AK was a natural at the arts category—he is a creator, so of course, he would need to be a professional at art—While his siblings and those around him thought he was childish—at times he was—AK was actually very mature and misleading to the eye because there was more to him than meets the eye.  

The great kingdom picked up the concept drawing and stared at it, trying to suck any creative juices he had out of the drawing to get his mind going. Great.

He had Art Block. 

How the hell—pardon my french—does a creator like him get Art Block?!

Nevermind that.