A MCYT fantasy au where color defines everyone. How will your favorite MCYTs survive in a world divided by color? Written by @Smol_ish_Rose and @geothepaperbag with help from @Pumpkin_Birb

mega's past has come back to haunt him. can zelk, skeppy, and some of his other friends help him? disclaimer: i don't support megapvp at all anymore, but in the future i may still update this cause i put so much work into the plot the amazing person @MintyPickle created the cover so tysm to her haha i guess i'm writing a book now (not anymore L) read milestones 100 - 7/8/2020 200 - 7/15/2020 400 - 7/30/2020 800 - 9/4/2020 900 - 9/6/2020 1K - 9/11/2020 i don't know i've stopped keeping track

Okay, so. This is my first fanfiction, and I don't like doing some of these things without knowing the people really well. So if I get anything wrong please tell me, I'm not good at this stuff. I'm also including myself in the book, as it is something I like doing, personally. _____________________________________ Mega loves to whistle. It was the last remnants of his voice he could use, if you could even call it part of his voice. He whistles into the night, watching stars and the moon climb in the black velvet cloth that is the sky. Animals always rustle the bushes and hoot in the trees, paying no mind to the mute whistler. Until a certain bush boy finds this whistler, and everything changes for the two.