"So, Mark," Andrew and Juniper were walking back to their cottages when they spotted Mark. Clover left the moment he heard Andrew's voice. Oddly. "How are you enjoying your stay here?" Andrew smiled cheerfully, his red toadstool cape fluttering in the wind.
"How do I get back..?"
"Sorry?"
"How do I get back home?"
Andrew's smile dropped for a few seconds, before returning, except slightly less cheerful as before. "W-why do you ask?"
Juniper tugged Andrew's cape, whispering to him. With a heavy sigh, Andrew gave them both a weak smile. "I'll tell you on your 7th night here, deal?"
Mark suppresssed a groan. "Deal."
I have all(not mark yet though) the designs on one chapter, go check them out if you want
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Far Away Cottage (The Mandela Catalogue AU)
FanfictionIMAGE NOT MINE Mark wanted to pick a flower for Cesar and falls sick after pricking his hand on a thorn, going into a coma and waking up in a land of flowers, mushrooms and cottages. It's all going well until things get strange. warning, gore, death...
