battle for the ancients x beast clones: Starry Almond Milk and Friends and the very confusing, no good, very weird week of their parents getting kidnapped by a different version of their parents
Starry Almond hurried down the hall, praying he didn't get spotted.
He hadn't planned on jumping through the portal! He had just seen his mama fall through and panicked! Shadow Milk and Black Raisin were probably panicking back home, and his friends were probably freaked out…if something like this hadn't happened to them.
Which, knowing the universe, it probably had.
He shivered at the thought and looked around.
This place looked like the Vanilla Kingdom, but like it was mashed with the Spire. Outside, stars twinkled, but the sky shifted hues of dark blue slightly every hour. Blue and yellow mixed, any white lilies had been replaced by dark vanilla orchids, and the halls seemed strangely big. Anyone he spotted wore a mix of blue and waffle cone. Paintings of his mama, more than what existed back home, lined the wall.
Starry paused next to one. It was one he didn't recognize.
His mama was standing on a porch overlooking a lake, wearing a pretty blue ombre dress. The painting had caught him looking over his shoulder, smiling at the viewer, his hair gleaming gold in the sunlight. There was something strangely sad about it, as if it were more of a wish than anything.
He turned, wondering if his baba would make his mama a dress like that, and bumped into someone.
He looked up and felt himself pale.
This must be this world's Shadow Milk, although he didn't look like his baba. He looked more like a peacock in human form, with a strange symbol on his brow and wearing glasses. There was a strangeness to his form, as if it was uncomfortable.
"Who are you?" Even his voice sounded wrong, as if he had been screaming for years.
"…I…I'm…I'm Starry Almond Milk," he said. "I'm looking for my mama."
The Shadow Milk blinked and seemed to glance over him. His eyes went wide.
"…a child…Pure Vanilla's…?"
He didn't like the way that this Shadow Milk was looking at him, as if he was looking through him rather than at him.
A smile stretched wide across his face.
He backed up in time to avoid the swipe.
"It's okay, little one," the Shadow Milk cooed, sickly sweet. Not even when his baba was being sweet did he sound like that. He stepped closer, and his presence loomed over him. "Daddy will take you to Mommy."
Hopefully, the others were doing okay!
Hollyberry sighed as she hung upside down, tied up in thorny vines and dangled over a massive plant with teeth. Mirthful Stevia watched from the golden cage that this world's Eternal Sugar had stuffed her in, fingers twitching for a lyre that she had left behind.
"…Wait until she falls asleep?"
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