Weaved Strings -A Demo-

Noid

The long road slowly transitioned from tropical hillside village to thick and lush grass; tall trees surrounded the area as he walked past peaceful looking establishments. He crossed over a large wooden bridge and was brought into a quaint town that looked right out of a movie, faint French music played in the background as he walked making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

The forest around him looked vaguely familiar to the one he woke up in, the leaves brushing against each other let out a quiet hush filling the silence nicely. He rhythmically tapped his fingertips against the side of the tablet as he walked, typically he carries poker chips and or a lighter with him so he always has something to fidget with. He had lacked the mind to pack them before he met Slime at the hotel.

His stomach suddenly let out a loud growl for food, when was the last time he ate? Surely it was before the incident... He took a look around his surroundings and tried to search for something that could be edible, he had decent hunting skills from his younger years so there was no fear in getting his hands dirty. Although he had no change of clothes and would definitely look like a threat covered in blood.

As he ventured further in the forest he ended up stumbling upon a large stone wall, he had to Crane his neck slightly to try and see the top of it. He glanced down at his map before deciding to follow alongside it and see where it led, it was in the direction of his coordinates anyways.

Soft footsteps patted against the grass as he aimlessly walked; the Docile atmosphere being a nice change from the constant sound of slot machines, fighting and explosions. As much as he wanted to return back to his world, a part of him was hesitant... It seemed so nice here. There was no fear or constant stress, there was nature and family. It felt like paradise.

Quackity looked up from his map when he noticed a strange looking structure was coming ahead, he tucked the tablet back into his pocket and pushed forward to see what the building could be. As he grew closer the strong scent of flowers met his nose; hidden by the trees was a large looking botanical garden that was filled with all types of flowers.

A cute white gazebo sat in the center of the garden as blossoming roses surrounded it. Whatever this was, was extraordinary.

He approached the gate with caution and quietly snuck inside, he assumed this was a public garden but didn't want to take any chances. His eyes floated around the yard in bewilderment, he hasn't seen a garden like this since- well...  since a long time ago. In a slow motion he crouched down in front of some sunflowers and gently ran his fingers over the blooming petals.

"Tio?" A gentle voice spoke up.

Quackity startled and quickly turned around, stood behind him was a small girl who was in purple dress; she had a dark black mushroom hat on her head and a small basket of flowers in her hands. She stared up at him with confusion yet clear recognition.

"Um," He stuttered out, he was never good with children.

The girl looked away from him and down to her basket where she picked out a red Poppy, he cautiously watched as she approached him and held out the Poppy, "It's okay, I won't hurt you," She reassured.

He stared at her offer for a moment before hesitantly accepting it, "Thank you..?"

"Tallulah," She filled in.

Quackity nodded, "Thank you, Tallulah."

The girl smiled widely and walked over to the flowers he was previously looking at, "We just added these sunflowers a couple days ago, what do you think?"

He looked down at the yellow flowers and nodded, "I think they look very nice."

She nodded along and picked one out of the ground and set it into her basket, he watched her out of the corner of his eyes but didn't question it.

"lulah!" A familiar sounding voice called out.

The girl perked up and looked towards the direction of the voice, Quackity felt as if his heart was going to drop out of his ass. No... it couldn't be. He also looked towards where the voice came from to see two shadowy figures quickly coming their way; one much shorter than the other.

As the pair came into the sunlight he saw a young boy dressed in a yellow duck floaty running towards Tallulah and a tall man dressed in a green robe, one that looked exactly like-

"Philza?" He questioned out loud.

The man who looked like Philza turned his gaze away from Tallulah and over to him where his brows furrowed. Quackity could feel the reflex to suddenly flee the situation pulse under his skin, he had no weapons on him and was completely vulnerable... only this version of Philza didn't look as threatening.

"Chayanne," Phil said, "Go help Tallulah pick out some flowers for later."

The little boy, assumingly Chayanne, playfully saluted and ran towards Tallulah, grabbing her by her hands and dragging her towards a lush flower bed. Quackity watched as the blonde man made his way over to him and smiled kindly.

"You're not from around here, are you?" Phil asked casually.

Quackity blinked in disbelief, "I- how did you know-"

The smile on Phil's face turned into a smirk as he shrugged, "Call it a gut feeling, can I help at all mate?"

He took a moment to process his words before slowly nodding and pulling out his tablet, "I'm looking for um, Quackity's house, do you know where that is?"

The man nodded, "If you head east you'll find it."

His eyes followed along the map where he was told and he nodded after a moment, "Gracias."

Phil silently nodded back. Quackity tucked his tablet back into his pocket and began to walk away when his stomach let out another loud growl, he sighed and clutched at his side in annoyance.

"You hungry mate?"

"Hm?" He turned back around, "Oh... um a little, but I'm fine."

Phil reached into his large backpack and pulled out a red apple and a baggie that had two slices of avocado toast in it, he held it out towards him, "Here, I've got an extra."

Quackity stared at it unsure, "Are you sure?"

"Positive, mate."

He nodded slowly and carefully took the offered food, still slightly wary. Once the food was taken Phil smiled and took a step back sensing his caution, Quackity nodded a silent thank towards him and began to turn back around when he stopped himself.

"Your... your daughter is very nice," Quackity murmured, "Thank you for your hospitality."

"Have a safe trip home."

Without another word Quackity turned back around and began to head east, once he was a decent ways away he ripped open the bag of toast and quickly ate it. The flavors immediately melted against his tongue, even the food tasted better here. If there was another version of him and another version of Phil here... who else would be possibly bump into?

True to his word, the sight of a small house slowly came into view. All of the blinds were tightly closed but wispy smoke flew up out of the chimney signaling that somebody was in fact home. Sweat began to coat his palms as he grew closer to the front door, what was he even going to say? Hey! I'm you from an alternate universe! No, he would sound insane.

He slowly climbed up the small staircase that sat in front of the cottage and stood idle in front of the cold looking door, his muscles shaking slightly as he raised his hand to knock. He took a long deep breath and finally knocked on the door.