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Karlnap Fanfiction, Chapter 1 : The Window.

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"the stars are filled with hope and tired things..."

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It was a small cottage among the other homesteads

With parents and their son

Living ordinary lives

And rather mundane within that daily routine

Especially on the evening shifts

"KARL I WON'T REPEAT MYSELF 34 TIMES COME AND GET YOUR LAUNDRY!"

shouted a feminine voice, but so high-pitched that it could be heard throughout the small neighborhood near the house.

"Yes yes let me finish 5 seconds."

replied the man named "Karl" before turning off his Minecraft game.

Then he rushed to the first floor and returned like a ball of energy to his room

"ONE DAY YOU'LL HAVE TO DO IT ON YOUR OWN, JUST KNOW THAT!

"YES MOM I KNOW!"

he shouted to her through his door

Then he jumped on his bed and looked at the ceiling

His ceiling so white skimmed but so gloomy and sad, waiting for the dust that floated around it to stop.

What was so interesting about this mysterious boy, both strange and commonplace in this world

That he threw his cans through his door when he was angry

Or that he always felt tired but in such a good mood

He was not well

And he could feel it

But still

Everything was in the "best" of all worlds

In his world

Karl was known among his friends as the little ball of positive humor, the one who was so cheerful but also in a "calm" or more "chill in the tropics" mood

He went to school like any normal person

And in the evening, playing Minecraft, with his faithful PC and his wonderful friends

His relationship was very calm and also very funny, especially when one of his friends would show up with the purpose of selling "baby powder" as a drug in the middle of "friendly" parties

His love relationship, what could we think of it

Karl was not attracted to anyone and no one was ever attracted to him

He was the little guy on the side, hidden among all the other couples and his ordinary little room

He was a teenager more than anything else, nothing more interested him in his life and he didn't want more

But he felt that something was missing

Deep in his little being, he knew that something was missing

He got up from his bed and left it gently 

Then he bent down, to finally, through his window, look out at the gloomy gray and white curtains

The mysterious stars that twinkled in the afterlife and cheered the sky

This one darkened in front of the stars

He touched the cold glass with his frail fingers and blew over it, this one sighed slowly

"If only I were a star."

Suddenly he felt a wave of panic take him

His eyes widened and then he looked at them with more precision when he saw a ball

A small, frail bullet with the speed of a fighter plane, flying straight towards his window.

Yes, he wasn't dreaming

He tried to slap his face, but no one woke up or flickered

A bullet was going to break his window and perhaps disfigure him with the sad pieces of irreparable glass

He made a decision to run as little as possible, then crouched before rolling into a ball on himself, shaking like an insect in the icy, rainy winter months

"SCHLANG!"

The little ball broke the window, resulting in hundreds or even thousands of small shards of glass, which broke his poor window.

He got up and contemplated the scene, speechless and still terrified

His mother ran over and saw the mess

"KARL OH MY GOD WHAT HAPPENED!?

"Um I don't know, I saw a bullet and then well..."

he scratched his head slowly

"...You have the rest in front of you"

"DAMN IT MUST BE FROM THOSE STRANGE NEW NEIGHBORS!"

With these words, she left her room, slamming the door coldly

Leaving a poor Karl in the incomprehension that he was a few minutes ago

"The new neighbors?"

He was not aware that a new family had moved near him, surely new and unusual people

What was certain was that they would receive the complaints and black anger of his mother

He chuckled slightly, before looking around him, then he came across the famous ball, which had ended up in a dark corner of his room

He picked it up, paying attention to the smallest grains or dust of glass, then he took a few seconds to contemplate it

At first sight, it was an ordinary ball, a small baseball, then he noticed an inscription on it

He tried to decipher it like an archaeologist, except that what was in front of him was the handwriting of a 5 year old child who was a beginner in the field.

Then he managed to read the inscription

"Pandas."

He had heard of them in those games in minecraft servers.

The only thing he remembered about the name was these words worthy of a wikipedia reader

"Pandas is a library written for the Python programming language for data manipulation and analysis."

Before he could add anything, he heard a low-pitched yell from outside his window

"THAT BLIND HIT FAILED!"

He ran over while dodging the shards of glass and then glanced around

He saw another window open, in the other house, next door

Then he saw a boy tapping his foot out of the window as he nervously removed a black blindfold that had obscured his vision

He looked taller than Karl when he saw from far this one, his black hair half-short that hid another white band that hid his forehead and he wore a black t-shirt, light with a flame in the middle of it

Karl approached and heard little by little what he expressed

"RAHHH If only I could have done better and then besides, where is my ball???"

He looked for this famous ball before seeing by his window, that he was observed by the famous Karl

And he saw his ball in his hand.

His eyes widened before he ran to his window

"HEY YOU!"

Karl looked up before their eyes met

They looked at each other, for a few seconds

The famous black man had a sparkling look in his eyes before they blinked and resumed his monologue

"GIVE ME BACK MY BALL! IT'S MINE!"

Karl looked at the ball and then his eyes widened

"Why should I give it back to you?"

"BECAUSE IT'S MY BALL YOU IDIOT!"

"Your ball broke my window.

"WHAT??? SO IT REALLY LANDED IN GOOD SHAPE?!"

Karl was shocked, his window had broken because of some stranger's bullet that had had fun breaking his window, just to see if it would work

He was annoyed and annoyed then he sighed softly before speaking up

"You broke my window. I don't know what you're talking about but here you are in a neighborhood, so go do your "Chad" sport somewhere else."

Then Karl of a dash threw him his ball, that the black man managed to catch with success

Karl lowered his eyes before leaving

Until this voice held her back

"HEY UH HORN"

Karl turned around, looking tired and questioning

"WHAT'S YOUR NAME?"

He was serious, why would he want to know?

And what good would it do him?

"KARL AND DON'T CALL ME KLAXON!"

The black man moved closer to his window and leaned in

"I'm SAPNAP!"

Sapnap? What kind of ridiculous name is that?

"Actually it's just a nickname but I like it" he answered before giving a big smile to Karl

Karl was embarrassed

"Ok well..Nice to meet you Sapnap."

"SAME! And don't worry about your window, I'll make it up to you handsome!"

"Yeah yeah. WAIT WHAT-?!"

Karl shouted.

Before he could even question him, the man called Sapnap, quickly closed his window and the curtains with

Karl was there, close to the window, still in a state

Then he pulled his curtains, only remainders of his poor window

Before dropping back onto his bed

His eyes shining like stars and his cheekbones having taken a pinkish tint

He would just hope that everything was a dream

Just an ordinary dream

But what he didn't know

Was that he and that famous "Chad"

Would sooner or later meet again ♡

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Note from the author:

Whoa, thanks for following this chapter 1, which for me is a wtf debut, I don't know if I would continue this fic well if you like this fic, here kisses on your dollares haha