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2 travelers are seen traversing a snowy mountain.

The first traveler was a boy with spikey light brown hair, green eyes, wearing a standard hiking outfit and gear. The second traveler was also a boy wearing the same outfit and gear, but with slightly longer and curly black hair, blue eyes, and glasses.

Along the trail they are walking. They encounter a person who seemed to be an expedition explorer, except they appeared ominous and almost unnatural.

The explorer had snow and frost spots all over their clothes, as if they had been exploring the mountains for a long time. The explorer also had a scarf with a symbol that looks like a ring of fire-

Wait didn't that symbol belong to an expedition group that was pronounced dead years ago....

Lone explorer: "You two, what are your names and why are you both here?"

The explorer asks the travelers, almost in a demanding way. Like they were doing something wrong.

Traveler 1: "Well My name is Kotarou and this is my friend Blake, we're going to be the first ones to finally catch the Froslass rumored to live on this mountain!"

The explorer sighs at the response Kotarou gave him, Like he's heard this response many times before.

Lone explorer: "These mountains and these lands as a whole are filled with danger, you both should leave now before you encounter a dangerous pokemon."

Lone explorer: "Especially That Froslass you're after, it's the reason anyone who traverses these mountains goes missing."

The explorer said, it almost felt like a warning. Like he was trying to get them to leave before it was too late.

In response, Kotarou confidently said

Kotarou: "I'm sure we can take it down, after all we have a fire type pokemon with us."

Kotarou says confidently, and gestures at his friend. Blake, understanding the gesture. Releases something from his pokeball, a Typhlosion came out. Kotarou then gestures his hand towards the Typhlosion and says:

Kotarou: "See we'll be fine! Anyways, we better get going Blake."

Kotarou: "We got a Froslass to catch!"

And with that The two travelers walk past the explorer and continue onward.

The explorer only sighs in response and says to himself:

Lone explorer: "Seems I've failed again."

Lone explorer: "I can only hope they will encounter my old crew first instead of Her.

Lone explorer: "They will have much more luck with them than with Her."

After saying those words the explorer steps into the woods, and disappears.

Leaving no traces, or even any foot prints to show that he was once there.

End

Boxten woke up to the touch of his ichor armns (claws) wrapped around him. He grabbed each arm with one of his hands and pulled them off his body, and they retracted back inside his head. He felt them move like they were part of his body, he definitely might be able to control them.

Boxten shifted his focus onto something else that bothered him.

He was hungry, his stomach gnawing at him like something was eating at his guts like a parasite. It wasn't normal hurnger though, he wasn't hungry for anything solid.

It was more like a thirst for something.

Something that tastes like icho- No no no! He couldn't do that, he wasn't a twisted! He was just a normal toon that happened to gain these... traits.

Boxten thought, quickly wiping away any drool that might have been pouring from his mouth.

He wasn't a murderer after all, he couldn't even think of doing something like that without feeling nauseous!

Boxten: (What am I thinking?!)

Boxten said to himself, his right hand placed over his mouth at the mere thought of drinking ichor or possibly eating other toons.

Boxten quickly shifts his focus back to something else, getting ready for the day. He didn't have Work or class today, but he still needed to get ready. In case Poppy invites him to hang out. Which he almost never declined.

And with that. Boxten walks to his bedroom door, opens it, and exits the room to get ready for the day.

Boxten first heads towards the bathroom door to brush his teeth, reaching for the handle. Only to realize that the door handle had been broken off.

Boxten: (How did- oh right yesterday.. fix it later.)

Boxten thought to himself, remembering what happened yesterday.

So Boxten instead tries to open it by pulling on the edge of the door. But after the door is pried open, it breaks off its hinges just like the door handle and falls to the ground. Barely hitting Boxten who slammed himself against the wall when he tried to open the door with much force.

Boxten: (How did- wait what?!)

Boxten thought, stunned. Trying to process what just happened (Yeah he's definitely gonna have to fix that). If he wasn't afraid of his strength before, he definitely was now (which felt strange with no heartbeat).

Remembering why he was trying to open the door in the first place, Boxten stands back up and heads towards the entrance to the bathroom.

He steps inside and approaches the mirror. Boxten places his hands on the sink and sets his eyes on his reflection in the irror. To his relief his eyes were their normal color instead of red and black, but his relief quelled when he noticed one of his fangs sticking out of his mouth.

Fangs that could tear flesh and draw icho- Nope! He was not going to think about that!

To distract himself from that thought, Boxten grabbed his toothbrush and started brushing his teeth. It didn't stop him from looking at his new fangs but it was enough to distract himself from thinking about them too much.

After 3 minutes of brushing Boxten rinses off his toothbrush and places it back in the glass cup on top of the sink.

Boxten then quickly exits the Bathroom, not wanting to look at his reflection any longer. And Heads towards the living room.

He collapses onto the couch, fidgeting with his extra set of arms. Boxten stayed in that position until he heard ringing from the telephone mounted on the wall.

Boxten gets up and heads to the phone. Boxten hesitantly, picks up and answers the phone. The caller turns out to be Poppy:

Poppy: "Hey Boxten, you alive?"

Boxten:"Yes?"

Poppy: "Good, I'm about to go to the store. Do you want to go shopping with me?"

Boxten "Sure Poppy."

Boxten: "Just give me an hour or 30 minutes. have a few things I need to do."

Poppy: "Sure thing Boxten! See you at the store!"

After that last sentence, Boxten quickly put the phone back on the telephone wall mount. He had an hour to get ready and he needed to use that time wisely. First he needed to find a way to shut his box lid and make sure his ichor arms didn't spring out, and he had to cover his left eye or else Poppy will question why it's drooping! He didn't need her getting suspicious of him because despite her carefree and outgoing attitude she is very observant and smart, and Poppy trying to figure out what was going on with him was the last thing he wanted. Because once she sets her goals on something, she will achieve them.

Boxten quickly rushed to his bedroom to look for a hoodie to hide the broken clasp that once held his lid shut, after finding one Boxten then dug in his tool box for some duct tape to seal his head shut.

After finding the duct tape and 4 minutes of struggle later. Boxten finally managed to get the ichor arms inside and tape his lid shut. It felt very uncomfortable though, especially with the extra arms scratching against his lid. Begging for freedom. He wasn't going to allow it, not now at least.

Focusing back to what he was doing, Boxten eye. He settled on a medical eye patch he found in the bathroom medical cabinet.

After putting the eye patch and hoodie on, Boxten took a glance at his reflection.

He checked his eyes to make sure they weren't red, and checked for any ichor leaking from his lid. Which he quickly wiped away.

The hoodie he was wearing was a gift from his mom, it was lavender with little white clouds on it. He has treasured it ever since she passed away....no he shouldn't dwell on the past right now. He had to go somewhere after all.

Boxten quickly grabbed his bag, wallet, keys, and phone before heading towards the door and exiting his apartment.

Walking through the streets, he notices something strange while in the crowds. He can identify each toon by their smell and scent. Not only that but his hearing is way more sensitive than before, he did not know how he didn't notice it before back at his apartment. He could hear kids asking their parents for stuff, couples arguing or telling each other how much they love them, and toons complaining about current things regarding the T.E.A and twisted's (something he currently didn't want to hear).

Regardless, Boxten managed to find the store he and Poppy always go to without getting too distracted by what he was hearing (or able to hear). He was quickly greeted by Poppy running up and hugging him, very happy to see Boxten after days of being in the hospital.

Poppy: "Boxten! l'm so happy to see you after so long!"

Poppy says. Happy to see Boxten like a child seeing their cousin on the holidays.

Boxten: "t wasn't that long Poppy, it was only a few days."

Boxten responds with an anxious expression and tone.

Poppy: don't care! It still felt like forever, and besides, toons can die from loneliness.'

Poppy: "And dont want you to be alone."

Boxten flinched slightly at that last sentence, Poppy always had this instinct not to leave him alone for too long. Especially when he was going through the grief of losing his mother.

Mainly due to knowing that he didn't want to worry or burden her too much though. So Poppy always made sure to let Boxten know she was there for him.

Suddenly Poppy pulls away from the hug and asks Boxten:

Poppy: "Boxten, why do you have a medical eye patch?"

Boxten nervously answers with:

Boxten: "Uhh-I might have accidentally bruised my eye after bumping into a door."

Poppy stared blankly at Boxten before asking another question with a more serious tone:

Poppy: "Boxten have you been eating?"

Boxten was hesitant to answer, knowing he couldn't tell her the truth.

Boxten: "....Yesss?"

Boxten said, expecting her not to believe him. But at the same time hoping she will (which was unlikely).

Poppy only sighs, expectedly not convinced by his attempt to lie to her.

Poppy: "Well you're lucky I can't force you to eat somewhere with me, because the doctor said I have to stay away from sugary or unhealthy foods for the time being."

Poppy says with a disappointed expression, but then switches to a happier expression and says:

Poppy: "Instead I'll help you look for things in the store. If you need help."

Boxten: "Oh- Okay, have been needing to get more coffee and tea."

Boxtens says. He was lucky that he could still drink water, coffee, and tea. As long as he didn't add anything like milk or extra sugar. He discovered this the last time he had breakfast (which was 3 or 4 days ago). But nothing else seemed to taste good or satisfy his hunger.

The twisted that bit him seemed to have drank his blood, does that mean he would have to drink ichor- No he was not a twisted. He was a toon! He did feel these strange urges (thirst) though....

Poppy: "Boxten, you coming or what?"

Poppy asks, breaking Boxten out of his thoughts. Boxten replies back:

Boxten: "Oh- coming Poppy!"

And runs into the store soon after Poppy.

20 minutes later

Boxten and Poppy step out of the store with what they picked out.

Boxten put the things he bought in his bag, what he bought were a few bags of tea and black coffee mix.

He didn't know what Poppy bought, but he guessed it was probably something instructed to her by a doctor, something she has on her to-do list, or something she spotted that interested her. He did see what looked like a guide or something in the bag.

Either way Boxten didn't feel like asking her. He didn't want to stay long enough for Poppy to pick up more suspicious behavior from him. He said bye to Poppy and they went their separate ways.

Boxten was practically speed walking through the street, he couldn't handle the noise of the crowd, the strangely good smell, or the pain in his stomach.

Boxten couldn't handle being in

He needed to get somewhere quiet.

Boxten spotted a closed off area away from the public eye and crowds, and quickly darted there. His hand over his mouth and the other hand on the wall keeping him steady. His left hand was covered in drool.

Boxten tried to fight and suppress the animalistic urges he felt to no avail. He started breathing heavily like a wounded animal, gasping for air.

He hears a voice behind him.

And just like that, Boxten's new instincts took Control.

End

Notes:

Sorry this chapter took so long, hope you enjoyed it. Also get cliff hangered, you probably get the feeling on what's going to happen next though.

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Decided to switch boxten's increased sight with increased hearing instead due to hearing being key in music.

Once upon a time, there was a princess who lived in a land of wonder and peace in her eyes. The princess cared deeply about her people and always wished to help others.

One day the princess caught a thief attempting to steal her sapphire brooch, to the shock of everyone she gave the brooch to the thief and asked them why they tried to take it.

The thief completely baffled said "It's all I simply know princess, it's what I've been doing all this time."

The princess reached out their hand to the thief. "Then how about you become my royal guard, and I'll show you how to help others instead of hurting them." The princess said with a smile across her face.

The thief with hesitation, reached their hand out to the princess and accepted the offer.

To that day forward the thief would become the princesses personal trusted knight, learning to care and help the people around him and grow ever more loyal to the princess.

But one day everything changed.

The princess was sent to the mansion of a well respected Nobel family by her father and mother, without the knight. The reason behind this was something even the knight didn't know. Until the princess returned.

The night the princess returned. She didn't look like the princess the knight knew. She was covered in dried blood and dirt with a bloody sword in her hand. The knight asked her what happened, but she didn't answer him. Unbeknownst to him at the time, The princess was forced to massacre the Nobel family of the mansion she was sent to.

After that day the princess was never the same again. She was more serious, acted more harsh, and was less concerned about hurting others from her actions. Yet the knight remained loyal to her. The day she became queen was the day everything changed.

The princess now crowned queen started doing things that hurt the civilians and everyone around her. Including herself and the knight.

The knight however refused to look up and acknowledge how much his princess changed. Refused to acknowledge how his once sweet and caring princess became bitter, and refused to acknowledge how the person who changed him for the better had become a twisted person herself.

Until a group of rebels turned the knight to their side and they ultimately overthrew and beheaded the queen.

The group didn't celebrate however, especially not the knight.

As the rebels didn't feel victorious or happy, only pity and sadness from watching the queen's fall from grace, and the knight felt despair over his princesses fall and ultimate demise.

But he knew that it was what had to be done. But perhaps, maybe the queen realized what she was doing in her final moments.

The end

After notes: hope you enjoyed this made up fairy tale and don't worry I will make chapter 4 of twisted city, just currently stuck at the moment.

In Heath's room Jones spots multiple different photos from Heath's childhood, one was a picture of both Bentley, Heath's and skell from when the two were kids, another was when he and Heath first met in high school, and then he notices something on Heath's desk.

A photo frame faced down (photo frame turned face down) on the desk. He flips the photo up and sees that the picture in the frame is of Heath when he was younger hugging an older girl who looked around 19 and looked oddly similar to Heath. Jones then turned around and asked Heath who was currently digging around in his closet:

Jones: "Heath who's the toon in this photo?"

Heath swings his head to look at Jones with a visibly panicked expression on his face before saying in a panicked tone:,

Heath: "Wha- how'd you find that?!"

Heath then snatches the photo out of Jones hands, puts it in one of his drawers and shuts it hastily.

After closing the drawer Heath looks back at Jones with a worried expression before hesitantly answering:

Heath: "She's... My older sister."

Heath: "Jessie Campbell..."

Heath says, seemingly forcing himself to say those words, especially his sister's name.

Heath: "in the year I would start high school, she was going to head home from college to spend summer break with us together."

Heath says with a noticeably depressed (not sure how to word it sorry) and sad tone. He visibly hesitates before continuing:

Heath: "But she didn't arrive that day, or the day after, or the day after the next."

Heath: "Mom and Dad called the authorities to try and find her but... They found nothing. They did find footage of her stepping out of a taxi and walking down the street but the footage cut off after that..."

Heath says, tears starting to form in his eyes.

Heath: "It was as if she vanished without a trace."

Heath finally says, shedding tears of sadness from saying that last phrase. Jones shocked and saddened from hearing all that, pulled Heath into a hug and said:

Jones: "I'm here for you Heath, and so is Bentley."

Heath hugged back and said:

Heath: "thank you."

Meanwhile

A figure is in a medical room staring at a green and purple butterfly hairpin in their hand, they kept staring at it before finally saying:

Dressy (Jessie): "I wonder how my family is doing."

Dressy then pulls down her face mask and smiles before saying:

Dressy: "I promise I will see them again. After all this is over."

End

Notes

Boxten felt... off

His head no longer hurt thankfully. But he felt less stressed? A bit calm even. He was confused on why.

Boxten studied the feeling like a tongue running over a gum that was missing a tooth. He notices this cold feeling in his body, like the warmth was leaving him.

That's when Boxten finally realized, he could not feel his heart beating.

Boxten quickly sat up and hastily put his hand on his chest in an effort to try to confirm whether or not the feeling was real.

Boxten: (this isn't real, this has to be my mind playing tricks on me right?)

Boxten thought, hoping the feeling wasn't real. To his shock he felt nothing, no beating from fear, stress, or even life. Just plain nothing.

That caused Boxten to start panicking, thoughts storming in his mind. Wondering if this was real.

Boxten: (what's going on?! Is my mind playing double tricks on me?! What's happening?!)

Boxten thought. His panic however was interrupted once again when a tear fell from his face onto the back of his hand, pulling him back from his downward spiral. Looking closely at the liquid, he saw that it was ichor.

In even more panic Boxten rushed to the bathroom breaking the handle off when ranking the door open.

He puts his hands on the edge of the sink and lays his eyes on his reflection on the mirror.

What greeted Boxten were red eyes staring back at him with black tears falling from them and black marks under them.

Like the red eyes the twisted from his dream had. Or was it a dream? It was clear now that it wasn't, what Boxten was seeing was proof of that.

Yet he couldn't fully accept the possibility of him being a twisted, and he also couldn't look away from the mirror. Either out of simple curiosity or want to find out what was going on with him.

Cautiously Boxten searched his reflection more. Hos left eyelid was drooping and the eye within was dilated for reasons he could not figure out (huh so that was why his eye felt tired). Boxten then opened his mouth to find that razor sharp fangs had grown to replace the gaps left behind from his canines being pulled out.

Cautiously Boxten then lifts his finger up to where his left fang was and touched the sharp edge of the tooth.

Boxten: "Youch!"

Boxten yelps, pulling his finger back in pain. He looks at his finger and finds ichor leaking from the middle of his index finger. His fangs were sharp enough to break through flesh just like that. Another drop of ichor falls from his head and that's when Boxten finally looks up at his head.

In the mirror he saw black liquidy claws gripping at the edge of the opening of his box lid.

That's when Boxten finally stepped away from the mirror. Slamming his body against the wal, leaned against it and put his hand over his mouth drawing in heavy breaths.

No. No no no no no this wasn't happening! He wasn't a twisted he couldn't be! Toons can't become twisteds!

Or at least that's what he thought.

Boxten stayed in that position against the wall| until he finally stood up, took off his clothes and rushed to the shower to try and get any of the ichor off his body.

Boxten scrubbed every inch of his body off to try and get all the ichor off of it. After half an hour most of the ichor stuck to his body finally got off. Boxten trudged out of the shower with heavy steps and looked into the mirror to look at himself again.

He had managed to clean up most of the ichor, but his eyes were still red Unfortunately, and his lid still kept leaking (to his disappointment). Boxten turned his focus back to the ichor claws. He reached up to touch one of the claws but stopped himself. He didn't want to risk... scratching himself? Or the claws scratching him? He wasn't even sure if he could control them.

Yeah he would worry about shutting his lid later. Sighing, Boxten left the bathroom and put on some new clothes, some simple comfy warm clothes for autumn and then heard ringing from his phone (that was on his nightstand), it was a text from Poppy:

Poppy: "Boxten are you doing okay? Heard You weren't at work yesterday or today." Poppy: "You sick?"

Boxten hesitates at first but builds up the courage to texted back:

Boxten: somewhat fine now, still exhausted though."

Poppy: "Oh, hope you get better Boxten!"

Boxten:"Thanks Poppy, see you later"

Poppy:"See you soon!"

Boxten then places the phone back on his nightstand and lie-downs on the bed. Pulling the covers over himself and wrapping them around him, he was so cold. The claws emerged from Boxten's head and began to wrap themselves around his torso in a (self?) hug. Boxten noticed but didn't care at the moment.

He was too exhausted to think about them. And with that he fell asleep.

End

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Notes

Blood suckers teeth are strong enough to pierce through other twisted's skin. It's way more painful for toons. The reason Boxten's left eyelid is droopy is because of the increase of ichor in his body and amount in his head. It basically gave him ptosis (it's not necessarily a bad thing for twisted's)

Sorry if most of the chapters involve Boxten falling asleep to end it, the next chapter probably (definitely for now) won't involve that. Hope you enjoy this and I'm glad I managed to post this in October, happy spooky month!

The little girl's parents tried everything they could to cure her illness.

One day they heard the legend of the blood moon spider lily a flower said to be able to cure any kind of illness and even blindness at a price.

The family was so desperate to save their daughter even if the consequences were dire, so when winter arrived the father went on the tough journey to find the flower as this would be their last chance to save her.

After days of searching the father finally found the blood moon spider Lily on the night of the blood moon blooming in all its beauty. He carefully picked the flower and placed it in a glass jar and rode home back to his family.

The family fed the flower petals to the girl and after 3 days she made a full recovery, however they found that the price was indeed more dire than they thought.

The girl started consuming flowers as if they were edible and her skin started to change from pale to light red, And one day the girl vanished without a trace.

The family searched everywhere for her but no matter how hard they tried they couldn't find her. Since then rumors about sightings of a young woman with vines growing around her have been spreading, but no one who tried to prove it could ever find the woman in full view.

And these creatures with the same features as that woman have been named and known as flower vampires.

Beat........Beat........Beat........Beat........Beat........Beat...

Boxten was running, running away from something in the distance that he couldn't see but knew it was there.

Boxten: "Get away get away!!"

when Boxten finally stopped to catch his breath the monster finally showed its form. It was a dark shadow with red eyes and white fangs, and then Boxten was enrobed in complete darkness.

Boxten then wakes up in his bed sweating from fear. Realizing it was only a bad dream he slowly lifted his head off the pillow only to be hit with a sudden wave of pain, causing Boxten to yelp and lower his head back onto the pillow.

Boxten: "Uuugghh"

Boxten groans in pain confused on why his head hurt so much, it felt like something was scratching against his skull. After 10 full minutes of pain Boxten finally managed to get out of bed and get dressed.

Boxten called his boss on the landline phone to let him know why he won't be going to work. Thankfully his boss kept his word and told him:

Sprout: "Sure You can stay home till You're better, I don't want anyone to feel like they don't have a choice even if they're sick. Hope you get better Boxten."

The call ends and Boxten puts the phone back on the. Boxten then went to the living room to find something to do when suddenly the phone started ringing again. He walked back to where the phone was and answered it, the one calling was Poppy who says to him on the phone:

Poppy: "Sorry I didn't call you yesterday. I'm still in the hospital unfortunately."

Boxten: "That's okay Poppy. When will you be released from the hospital?"

Poppy: "About a day and a few more hours till I'm allowed to leave. But I won't be allowed to consume anything with sugar for 4 weeks."

Boxten: "Well that's what you get for drinking too much soda."

Poppy: "Haha Shut up Boxten, I'm a tough girl. It's not like that's gonna kill me."

Boxten: "Sure Poppy. Sure."

Poppy: "Okay bye Boxten. Don't die while I'm not here!"

Boxten: "Hehe. won't. Bye"

The call ends and Boxten puts the phone back on the landline and walks back to the living room to lie down on the couch to try to ease his headache.

Boxten: "maybe taking a nap will help.

Boxten says, and then he closes his eyes and falls asleep.

Hours later

Beat.......Beat...... Beat.....Beat....Beat.......Beat

Boxten wakes up abruptly, and then covers his mouth in pain.

Boxten: "Owww. Wait, how long was I asleep for?"

Boxten says in a muffled voice from having his hand over his mouth. He then looks over at the clock to check the time.

Boxten: (8 hours?! If so, why do I feel refreshed?!)

Boxten thought. Shocked on how he didn't feel awful after such a long nap (it's normally not healthy to take naps that long)

Before Boxten could start pondering about it more, a sudden strong wave of pain struck in his mouth. Pain that felt like something was pressing against his teeth.

In a fear induced panic. Boxten rushed to the bathroom to see what was causing his teeth to hurt, Nearly breaking off the handle of the door when yanking it open.

In the mirror he saw that the gums around his canine teeth were reddened and had small amounts of ichor pouring from them. Boxten in a shaken manner, leaned closer to the mirror and put his right finger in his mouth to inspect his upper teeth. He wiggled his left canine tooth to find that it was loose. But that wasn't possible. It was an adult tooth not a baby tooth!

Cautiously, Boxten tugged the tooth instead of wiggling it, and it came out. Boxten, horrified, tugged his right canine tooth even harder. And it came out as well. lchor started pouring from Boxten's mouth even more after he pulled out his canine teeth.

Boxten (silently panicking) quickly grabs a wash cloth from one of the cabinets in the bathroom and uses it to absorb the ichor pouring from the gaps where his canine teeth once were.

Beat......Beat......Beat......Beat......Beat......

After 2 minutes the bleeding finally stopped, or at least stopped bleeding too much.

Boxten thought, spiraling in a state of shock and worry. Which was put to a stop by another headache. One that felt like something was clogging his head.

Boxten: (No it was probably just some hallucination or something. Stop worrying Boxten!)

Boxten thought to himself before saying:

Boxten: "Uughhh... Maybe reading that new book I got will calm my nerves."

He then proceeds to grab a book from his desk and starts to read it. In an attempt to try and pretend nothing happened. The book was called "Neverwhere" and it was about a man that becomes a belowerer after helping a bleeding girl on the streets and as a result loses access to his bank account, is forced onto the streets and along the way is chased by people wanting to kill him while helping that same girl venture through a world called the below under the city to help find the assassinators that killed her family.

Boxten became immersed in the book, his wind up key spinning wildly in concentration. It was ten by the time Boxten finally finished the book. Glancing at the clock he was pretty surprised it took him that long to finish reading it, but given how many pages there were. It kinda wasn't too much of a surprise to him, what surprised him was how he was so focused on reading that he didn't even realize how much time had passed.

Boxten decided to call it a night so he could get some sleep and hope the headache would go away, and hopefully that the tooth thing was just some hallucination that happened to feel real.

He couldn't be more wrong.

Beat.Beat.Beat.Beat.Beat

Boxten tossed and turned in his bed with tears in his eyes, gripping the lid of his head as if trying to prevent something from breaking out.

Boxten: (Ow ow ow! Please, make the banging stop!)

Bang Bang Bang! Scratch Scratch Scratch!

Scratching and banging can be heard from his head, intensifying and growing louder and louder with each second, driving Boxten mad.

Until finally.

Boxten: (Make It Stop! Make It Stop! Make It Stop! Please!)

The lock keeping Boxten's head closed breaks, and something springs out, causing Boxten to scream in pain before falling back into a deep sleep. The tears in his eyes stained black.

Beat Beat Beat Beeeaaaatttttt.........

End

After notes

Sorry that this took so long and sorry if this isn't good, my brains been all "bleep" and stuff lately. I definitely might edit this a bit in the future especially for errors because it's currently nighttime and I'm worried this isn't as good as last chapter so sorry if this isn't really good. I'm not very confident because this is my first ongoing series.

Edit: my mind has been like that lately mostly from frustration at school and stuff.

Edit 2: also the book I mentioned is a real book and from what I heard it's very good. Planning on reading it if it's at a book store.

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Boxten: "Phew. Must have been a dream."

Boxten said and he then started to get out of bed to start getting ready for his job at the bakery.

Boxten starts getting ready for work brushing his teeth, but his canine teeth felt strangely numb. and while getting dressed he saw his clothes were still the same from last night, Boxten brushes it off as him being too exhausted from walking back home to his apartment.

When Boxten was eating breakfast the food strangely tasted very bitter and like gum that lost its flavor. After eating (he spat it out), Boxten then headed to work. After arriving his boss sprout was very worried and concerned about him because he didn't look alright and asked:

Sprout: "Are you alright Boxten? You don't look like you're in the best shape right now."

Boxten: "Oh that's probably because I was walking home late from a party my friend Poppy dragged me into."

Boxten said nervously to his boss, Sprout stares at him for a bit before telling him:

Sprout: "Okay but if you're not feeling well I'll be willing to send you home. Won't want your health to get worse or anyone to get sick now will we?"

After saying that Sprout leaves Boxten alone and goes back to baking.

Boxten was glad his boss let him off the hook because Sprout was often very insistent on making sure everyone was safe and no one was injured, especially with Cosmo.

Boxten then began working, but then he smelled something that seemed to be smoke.

Boxten: "Hey do any of you guys smell something burning?"

Boxten asked his co-workers. They looked confused at first and then suddenly Cosmo screamed:

Cosmo: "Oh god the cookies!"

And then rushed to the oven to pull the cookies out of there.

After watching that happen. Boxten was pretty confused on how he was able to pick up the smell of the smoke while his other co-workers weren't able to. But he payed it no mind.

Boxten: (It was probably just a coincidence)

Boxten thought, resuming his work.

After some time Boxten's shift is finally over, and he heads home to practice his mechanic skills.

After walking back home and opening his door. Boxten heads towards his room to get his toolbox.

When Boxten finds his toolbox under his bed, he grips the handle to pull it from under the bed. And to his surprise he was able to pull it with slight ease.

Boxten: (what the?!)

Boxten thought, startled by how he managed to pull it out with ease. When before he had a hard time pulling it out because of all the tools inside it.

Boxten: (maybe I just got used to heavy things?)

Boxten thought, before picking up some tools from his toolbox to start practicing.

After Boxten was done practicing. He starts getting ready for bed. Brushing his teeth and putting on his pajamas.

Boxten: "Maybe that encounter yesterday was all just a dream?"

Boxten says to himself while laying in bed. Was it a dream or was it reality? he doesn't really know. And he doesn't wish to know.

He then falls asleep unaware that the supposed "Dream" was indeed true, and that he was in the process of becoming a twisted.

End of chapter 1

Extra notes:

This took awhile to write in Tumblr. Sorry for the wait.

Boxten's mechanic skills and knowledge in mech will be useful for Boxten in the future.

Pre

Some Twisted's also have one of their abilities like strength or their already better senses more increased depending on certain things. Boxten's increased twisted senses or abilities will be strength and sight. (Basically their abilities or senses that already rival toons can be stronger than other twisted's.)

Edit: Decided to swap out increased sight for increased hearing so it makes more sense, because he's a music box.

Sword starts to feel pain in his back (you can choose whether to include head wings) for four days and at night a pair of white wings bursts from his back, and sword has to try and hide his newly sprouted wings from his friends, family, and especially from the public because he could be kidnapped by the true eye cult, black rock government or worse.

This idea came from art of sword with wings and his follower skin. I also decided to explain it in more detail after looking at the wiki in the references on the biology of inphernals and apparently finding that sword might be related to the sfoth swords by blood possibly and finding out that apparently only God's and deities can have wings. I decided to post this idea for other fanfic writers because despite fan art depicting sword with wings I've not seen anyone think of this concept. I would like to see fanfics with this idea so this is mainly for other fanfic writers because I don't know if I can write sword in an angst au without it sounding too out of character and because of other reasons I don't know how to word (might be my incredibly low motivation).

P.S who knows though I might come back to this. Also so hope any fanfic writers who finds this will have fun with this idea.