Chapter Text
The creator sighed loudly as their pen typed on the desk, the sounds of their favorite show in the background. Their eyes narrowed, tail flickering against the tile floor. Scribbled notes on the paper in front of them.
They heard dress shoes clicking against the floor
“Are you stuck again.”
They rolled their eyes and turned in their swirly chair.
“You can’t rush stories. Especially making sure they all stay in character.” the other rolled his one giant eye and sat down beside them.
“You are annoying when you are stuck like this.”
The creator rolled their eyes and shoved the paper over to him.
“Fine ander, you do it. I’m going to bed.”
“Fine. i will. Al you need to learn to be patient and get through challenges.”
Al narrowed their eyes and walked to their room and shut the door. Flopping onto the bed, they sighed heavily.
“I dont need to learn to be patient. I am patient enough!!"
They took their hair down and crawled under the covers, ander just didn’t understand. They yawned and closed their eyes.
That right.
Tomorrow she could continue.
Ander clicked the space bar, pausing the show on episode 4 of season 3. He frowned, cringing at the show.
“You never listen to what i have to say. Maybe it’s time…i write my own story. With you in it.”
Anders' eye twisted up in a mock smile, as ander didn’t have a mouth. He raised a hand to the screen, a red light limiting from his hands.
“I’ve always wanted to be the creator in this twisted space”
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The creator lifted themselves from the bed, the covers slipping off of their shoulders, they felt heavier than normal. But that didn’t matter. They had a most wonderful dream, and it was going straight in their story!!
As they opened their eyes to see their familiar bedroom, they were hit with an unfamiliar room instead. Their hands stopped near their face, eyes slowly looking at the hands, instead of fingers, they were greeted with yellow Lego hands.
“Ohhh no no no you’ve got to be kidding me!”
They raised their hand, a purple spark emitting from their hands before a faint screen popped up.
ADDMISSIONS ERROR
creator note:
Ander here. If you are seeing this, you have tried to exit my story, snd have realized what has happened. I am sorry to inform you that I have taken over story telling for the time being. Maybe permanent. Count this as training Al.
Al’s eye twitched. Hands dropping down to the blanket.
“Noooo no no no. This cant be happening.”
They tried to by pass the fire wall, the lock, anything to get back, they had things to do!
ERROR
Message received:
You can stop trying to bypass the locks. Remember I'm more experienced than you with this kind of thing. Calm down, I placed you in your oh so favorite show. With a look and body you keep drawing over and over again in that silly notebook.
Al open and closed their mouth before feeling their hair fluffy. Pulling slightly they could see a darker tinge of blue.
Their hands dropped down and the screen disappeared
“Oh my god. This cant be happening.”
They swung their legs off of the bed, seeing a black bodysuit with shorts. Standing up to quickly they stumbled and ran to room after room until they found the bathroom.
In the mirror they found the one thing they were dreading.
“Fuck. See I like my characters, I don't want to be them!”
They inhaled, there were so many things wrong with this, for one thing, gender identity. They had never…thought about gender, they never needed too. And they didn’t want to start worrying about it now. Second of all, family relation, there were multiple siblings to this character, 2 of which make up an all powerful being able to change the fate of the world.
And they made so many versions of this character they don’t know what VERSON this is…whether it be the one where they are made out of an acid goop or something else.
And they don’t know what episode this is on…
Inhaling they fixed their hair. Okay, one problem at a time. They nodded to themselves and went back to their room, picking out a red jacket, fishnets of two types, and leg warmers. They felt a tail flickering, a blade tail they remember adding recently.
Getting dressed they tried looking around for any hints. And they found a few notes, one of which was from nezha
Dear wang zi,
While I do not know why you are wanting to go to the mortal realm, I do understand to some degree, check in with me regularly.
-nezha
They smiled and placed it on the desk, nezha really cared about prince, they looked to the other ones and blinked in slightly surprise. One was from ryzan, wishing him well. Another one from lianhua saying take care and thst she knows he won’t die because ryzan wasnt freaking out,
And one from…sun wukong?
Heyyy kid.
I know we haven’t talked in a long time, but I could use some assistance. See I have a successor, and I'm retiring. Watch out for him will you? I know you can handle anything life throws at you, like how you handled that army a while back. I know we left each other on reallyyyy bad ends, with me..doing that thing and all. But please, do it for him, I won’t always be there for him,
They tilted their heads, they never wrote anything like this before. What incident. They put the note down and made their way downstairs, it looked weird, boxes were everywhere. Weapons and poisons littered the walls, but as they made their way to the front, they were faced with a nice cozy pink bakery.
“…fuck no.”
They cringed, it was most likely prince’s doing, before they got..forced into this role.
Alright, they can do this, they bake.
they closed the door to the other rooms, separating the deadly from the cutesy.
If they were here, then, that means that prince respected the monkey kings letter and came to watch over mk right?
They smiled and walked to the front hands in their pockets.
Exiting the bakery they immediately saw broken down buildings and crators.
Alright, so after a battle…nothing looked…lady bone demony. So THATS good! Well not good good, it’s either before or after. And they sure hope it's after!
Looking around they didn’t see much, of course it was after a battle, but the they didn’t know what battle. But one thing they DID see was a Familiar pigsy’s noodles,
They felt themselves Drool, the one thing they’ve been wanting to try all their life was right in front of them.
They felt around and pulled out some gold coins just loose in their pocket. I mean of course, they wrote that prince was rich.
But that means they get to eat the wonderful food of pigsy noodles. It would also help them with figuring out their type of parasite.
As they walked into the resteraunt they smiled and pulled a hand out of their pocket to wave
“Heyy-“
“Watch out!”
And they immediatly got hit in the head, knocking them to the ground, vision blurring they caught a glimpse of mk panicking and looking over them before reaching out.
Well that planned failed.
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Mk panicked and looked at pigsy “OHHHH no no no…IVE had it less than a day and IVE already KILLED SOMEONE!”
Pigsy squealed
“A paying one at that!”
Mei looked up from her phone and frowned “we dooo have to find sandy right now though" mk looked between mei and the person. “Uuugh! What do we dooo, we can’t leave them here like this!”
“We can’t exactly just take them with us either.”
Tang blinked slowly, "isn’t that the new bakery owner across the street??” mk was already picking them up, mentally noting on how warm they felt.
“How bout we take them with us? It’s better then leaving them to wake up alone. Especially with dbk out there??”
Pigsy sighed heavily. “...their staying on the boat with sandy..” mk smiled ear to ear and nodded quickly.
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Al- prince- the creator?? Geez they didnt’ know anymore. They felt a throbbing pain in their head, groaning, they sat up slowly. Immediately getting a quick voice in their ears.
“Woah woah, dont sit up just yet! You got bonked in the head pretty bad there!”
They looked over, seeing a familiar blue guy, they looked around the boat and saw the others, all staring.
Oh
Oh no,
Oh this ws the very beginning.
“Ohh…well shit.”
“Thats all? Wow Ï was expecting more of a reaction” mk smiled and tapped the staff on his own shoulders.
The creator inhaled and looked down. This wasnt good. It 2as the very beginning. Meaning the lady bone demon wasnt activated yet, nor was the samadhi fire or the scroll and mk hasnt realized he’s a-
“Uhh kid?”
Pigsy walked closer, worry on his face. “Are you alright? Not..concussed”
“I..DONT think I can get concussed. Where…?”
Mk looked guilty and walked closer “Im sorry we kind of..nabbed you?? I knocked you out and DIDNT want to leave you alone and Im so so soooo sorry!”
the creator nodded and stood up “yeah yeah it’s fine, I5s whatever, I’ll just go.”
“But we’re in the middle of the ocean!”
The creator shrugged and went to the edge, but as they went to jump off, water splashed on them, immediatly sizzling into vapor.
‘…well that answers that, acid body it is….easy for future scenarios…’
“…so it appears..uhm.”
This was..not ideal. Samadhi fire was one problem all on its own, they can’t remember what powers this body has, and it ws never set in stone if they gave prince the samadhi fire. By the laws on how this world worked, orince was hit with the samadhi fire, bunring him. And counting on this body….he died to the fire. Which…again by the laws of the show, should have him as a host but his old body died does that mean the fourth ring got burned in the acid? Oh screw all this thinking! They were three seasons away!
“Uhm…mr?”
“Wang zi. Call me wang zi, or prince, i dont care frankly.”
Mk smiled, tang snapped his head over at the name, oh yeah, they should have just said prince they weren’t thinking.
“Right, im sorry you can stay on the boa-“
“Im coming with you. I can fight.”
Mk blinked in some surprise staring at their deadpan expression.
“Huh?”
Tang was about to vibrate out of their seat as mk smiled gently at him, if..your sure? I don’t know i-”
“Just trust me. You can do that much.”
The creator looked up from the ground, looking over their shoulder to stare at mk smiling
Mk paused, staring at them, who stared at him with ruby red eyes that seem to widen and stare into his soul. Something compelled him, and he nodded
“Yeah..i can do that.”
Everyone else stared at mk in shock while the creator smiled and looked back at the water and the fading island of the city.
A single sweat droplet going down their face.
‘Whoops…forgot prince had persuasion powers…’