#(i'll tag it as 'mango's fic' if it's mine haha)
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cowardsanctuary · 6 years ago
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The Fanfic! they are humans and im not so proud of the peoples Povs
me, the coward: (fanfic placed under a readmore just in case! <3)
hey, apologies for the lateness of responding to this! (i got this like, an entire 24 hours ago LMAO). but!!! i read this and!!! IT WAS SO CUTE I LOVED IT
. i love how smug nickel was, and how exasperated mic was aieprvnjdrkvkbth thank you for sharing!!! i really appreciate it!!! here’s a quick fandoodle of a scene for your troubles!
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No ones Pov~
Currently, nickel was walking in the perilous forest. He wasn’t that far in the forest, yet there was still no one near him. He was completely by himself and his thoughts. This was actually quite needed. Baseball recently asked nickel to teach him how to sing, or at least sing with more confidence. Nickel was the best choice to teach him, with his massive amount of knowledge of the music theory and, in baseballs words at least, “heavenly” singing. He wanted to teach baseball, being his closest friend and all, but he wanted to keep his voice a secret only for himself. That leads to what’s happening now. Nickel almost zoned out entirely walking in a forest. He was snapped to his thoughts by what seemed to be whimpering and yelping. It sounded like two dogs or wolves are making those noises. Now, nickel wasn’t heartless. Hell, he even started to bring med supplies and a needle and cleaned thread to help wounded animals. He didn’t want to leave them, so he started to run to the sounds. Once nickel got close enough, he was met with two wolves, a puppy and what seemed to be its mother. The puppy has a slash on its right front leg. the Gash spanned from its shoulder to halfway down the puppy’s leg. It looked brutal, and the baby wolf was crying out in pain. It definitely looked brutal, but not the worst he has seen. That didn’t mean he didn’t feel that blunt pain in his chest. The same pain you get when you see something horrible done to something innocent and undeserving. The mother was also crying out, But not it pain though. The mother was howling out of concern  and to go get help. The mother saw nickel and started to growl, and stood up. Nickel wasn’t phased by this though. He simply held out one of his small hands in a ‘stop’ pose. Once the mom calmed down enough, he balled his hand into a loose fist so she could smell him, to figure out his intentions. The mom moved and let nickel go to the puppy, but didn’t leave the perimeter. Nickel got all the necessities needed to help the poor puppy, which was a bottle filled with warm soapy water, a clean rag, gauze pads, and a roll of bandages. He didn’t start though, he couldn’t. The puppy was too stressed to actually help without problems. So, he did something that would always work to calm any animal down. Sing. He started to sing “Star of the county down”. The song was one of his favorites. Once he started singing, the puppy and even the mom started to relax. Then he started to get to work cleaning the wound and the fur around it, and also patch it up
Mic’s Pov~
Uuuuhhhhhgggg. Where the hell is taco?! I know that we can’t keep going to the same spot over and over again cause of knife, but she can at least tell me where we are meeting next! Currently, I was who knows how deep in the forest, and ! “taaccoo-?” I call out, cupping my hand around my mouth. Where is she. I stepped over a couple of tree roots as I looked around. I keep walking for like 5 minutes. Until I hear.. singing? Yea that’s definitely singing. “Oh, she smiled at me and with pride says he, That’s the gem of all Ireland’s crown. Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, She’s the Star of the County Down”. I’ve heard that song before! It's “Star of the County Down”! That song was played at a party in Hotel Oj. Who or what the fuck is singing it though?! The voice sounds waay to angelic and beautiful to be a normal human. What if its a Siren of some sorts trying to lure me and kill me?!? I started to quiver in fear. My fight or flight kicked in and I’m not willing to fight a mystical creature so I almost immediately turn on my heels and run as fast I can. I do not want to die today nope nope nope nope!!
Nickels Pov~
Wolves are a lot less fluffy than I thought they would be. Anyway, I made up my mind on if I should teach baseball or not. I chose no, but I will help if needed. I was starting to walk deeper into the woods, to a certain place where I like to take short naps in my free time. I was interrupted by someone running away shouting nope over and over again. Who the everloving fucking is that?! I quickly start to make my way towards the noise to see, mic running away while half shouting “There Is A Siren or nymph or some shIT IN THE FUCKING FOREST”. Sirens don’t exist though
. Wait, she was running away from my direction. She heard me sing and thinks i’m a siren or a nymph. I snort at that fact and start to walk back to challenge grounds. I have to take a different route though, mic might realize it was me singing and tell everyone.
Time Skip owo~
By now I have gotten back to the rest of the contestants. Mic was currently screeching at everyone that there is a land siren or something of that sort. I started to laugh slightly cause honestly, it was really funny to see her freak out over nothing
Mic is boldnickel is italics cause I am getting lazy
“wha-nickel why are you laughing!?!”
“do you actually believe that there is a Land Siren in the Perilous forest?”
“Yes!!!! I Heard It Sing!!!!!!!”
“Mic Sirens are Mythological creatures, they don’t exist”
“HOW DO YOU KNOW, IS THERE EVIDENCE?!”
“no, and there is no evidence they do exist other than a literal story book. And you saying there is one if the Perilous forest”
“WHY ARE YOU BEING SO PUSHY ABOUT IT HHHMMMMMM?!?!”
“Because you are literally being scared by something that doesn’t exist, you are a fucking pansy”
No ones Pov~
Nickel then turned on his heels smirking and walks back into the forest, leaving a yelling microphone behind him. He’ll tell baseball his answer to the teaching question later
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