Would you like a drink?Trace and Fin were lounging in the kitchen, having a drink and talking. It was the end of another long day, and they had successfully gotten Doze back from the Midnight crew. Sure it was the seventh time this year, but it was an excuse to celebrate. They were having their typical sort of conversation, gossip about the other Felt, the Midnight Crew, who's turn it was to clean up Eggs and Biscuits latest mess, you know, the usual. Somehow, the topic of conversation wandered to one of their co workers.
“I'm tellin' you.” Fin said, waving his nearly empty glass, “I really think Quarter's a bit weird, I've never seen him bone anyone else in the house, and trust me, I'd know if anyone in this house has done the horizontal hello.”
“Well he could jus' be like Die, n'have no interest.” Trace said, his glass was empty and he didn't feel like drinking more.
“But at least Die and Itchy got's a thing going.” &
Summer Fun [Doc Scratch x Reader]As you wandered through the mansion where your close friend lived, you opened any doors that took your fancy. It was so exciting in this mansion; there were different and surprising things behind each and every door. Sometimes you would hear fast scuttling coming from your right, while there would be a slow thumping, almost like a hammer continually hitting something semi-solid, coming from your left.
One day, when there were ‘important guests’ over, you were wandering through yet another bright green hallway, identical to every other one in this place, when you heard something.
What is that? Is… is that an ocean??
You hastily opened the door to your left, bumping into a small table as you did so. You almost tripped over, but held yourself up using the doorknob, while glaring at the offending furniture and rubbing your injured hip.
“Ouch, why does everything have to b- Oh wow…”
You were awestruck as you looked at the inside of the room you h
Welcome to the Mutation's WarThink of a town filled with doom and gloom
Where the sky is always filled with the moon
Creatures fight in the alleyway
And we wish they'd go away
But they won't and never will
Because they want the world to stand still
Their bodies are a morphed creation
We call them the Mutations.
They were sealed in a book years ago
But now they're here for another go
All hours of the day they stalk the streets
Singing and laughing with terrifying shrieks.
For now you are Pure, but not for long
Because with one drop of their thick saliva, you'll be gone
Their blood and spit is made of tar
Sticky and black from years afar
Once it gets in you, it begins to crawl
Creeping and scratching, until there's nothing left at all
Your body will morph and you'll become a Mutation
Just like the rest of those abominations.
What I'll say next is not a lie
They call their leader "Mummy Die"
His body was male but his Mutation female
She is evil and ready to kill the Pure until they prevail
He was the one who unleashe
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