Chapter 2: The walls

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by C0sm0s1s

by C0sm0s1s

An: trigger warnings: mentions of bombs, suicide, suicide bombers and death in general, if you are sensitive to these subjects you may want to skip this fic

Y/n p.o.v:
The snow glistened, like usual, the birds chirped and the wind howled, finally after what seems like forever, i saw the walls of the dark cacao kingdom,
The whistled as i walked up to it, and knocked on the doors to the kingdom.
"Who goes there?" One of the guards yell
"My name is Y/n Cookie, i work on the trade route, im here to collect goods to transfer to the hollyberry kingdom" i replied

The guard leaves for a bit, you hear them talking to someone, someone important.
I could only make out the words "Affogato" "Liar" and "dont".
After what seems like ages the guard returns
"We have reason to suspect you have ulterior motives, you are not allowed into the kingdom under orders from the king"
What...

Im sorry WHAT...
I blankly stare at him, blinking a few times, processing the information,
"Excuse me WHATTTT"
I try so hard to not laugh
"Who gave you those orders because it certainly wasnt the king"
"Affogato cookie told me the order was straight from the king, unless you can prove you are a trade route worker, i must decline your entrance into the kingdom"

"Oh i can prove that i work on this line i have my id right he-"
I felt around in my pocket
"Shit"
I checked my other pocket, and my other other pocket, and my other other other pocket, and my other other other other pocket, did i mention my coat had alot of pockets?
(Ladies, get u a lover that can sew pockets onto your dresses)
I took my bag of my back and searched through it, i then remembered that i took my journal out a few hours ago

I begrudgingly leave the area to go search for my lost id.
Despite me cursing the heavens and walking slowly because of how sick of affaogato's bullshit I am, I haven't even met the guy and I already want him dead, I somehow managed to get back to the log quickly, only to find out my id, has vanished...

"Someone please just kill me already, the cold is taking to long"
"Well if you insist"
"What the fuck"
I turn around and see......... a child on drugs and a man cosplaying the grim reaper
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.
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"Mf Halloween was 3 months ago"
I try so hard no to laugh as the two strangers are trying so hard to be serious yet failing miserably, unfortunately they could tell how amusing I found the situation.
"Halloween isn't a holiday, it's a state of mind" the child with a mushroom head said as he reached his hand into his pocket and pulled out......

"IS THAT A FUCKING BOMB"
I immediately start legging it
I don't know who these spirit Halloween employees are but I certainly don't want to fucking find out
Unfortunately for me, THEY START CHASING ME
"CAN YALL BE SUICIDAL ELSE WHERE, ID RATHER NOT DIE TO YALL SEPHORA EMPLOYEES"

I kept running, looking back every so often to see if I was still being chased, unfortunately they were gaining on me, somehow
"I get the 10 year olds fuck up the make-up section but it's not a reason to become a suicide bomber"

I kept running till I nearly fell off a cliff
I turn around and see

The hobos

"Great."
"Would you look at that, the pretty lady is cornered"
"1. I'm nonbinary, 2. You didn't even get my AGAB correct"
...
"Not like I give a fuck, your pronouns don't really matter your about to die"
"Ouch"
"Die bitch"
The child throws a mushroom bomb at me after uttering those words
It looks like I'm about to die
'Father here I come'
Before the bomb explodes I see a white blur, and then fall unconscious

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Thanks for reading, lol I'm going a bit faster than I'd hope but I hope I wrote well :)
Anyway, I hope y'all have a good day, guten nicht freund und freundin.