Michael's Adventures
Story 1 - The Origin Story
By Mike And The 21 Century

Chapter 1
- The Tea -

Tea... The very word brings joy to me. Such a beautiful word for a beautiful drink. T stands for Timing which is crucial for Order And Control. E stands for Experience something that I cant live without. Then there is A which stands for accuracy with the same accuracy that I need make choices with. Never in my life have I ever been in such a toxic relationship. Yet it is the very thing I grew up with.

*Hawaii*

Michael is playing on the sandy beaches of Hawaii. The sand gets in between his toes and it tickles him making him laugh. His fur turns electric blue and he suddenly stops to relax and turns aqua blue. He has never told his parents about his ability to turn into these colors. He would not dare to tell. It's in his nature, to be honest, but this is something that can't be leaked. He starts feeling tired and goes back inside his house. The inside of his house is neat and perfect with the kitchen being the first thing you see when entering. He walks back to bed to start another day.
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- 10 Years Later -

Michael wakes up frightened from a nightmare, his fur white and the air around him turns cold. He tries to calm down and goes for his cup of tea. After taking a gulp of it his fur starts tainting with his natural blueish color. Some stains still are there, but that's easy to explain why there are stains, he is OLD... enough. He walks to the shower to take those stains off his fur. After some time in the shower, he goes out all wet. He drys out his fur and starts dressing. After he is fully clothed he goes to the kitchen to find breakfast on the table. He sits down and eats the breakfast. It was his favorite dish some pancakes and syrup and sausage! After ingesting all of the contents of his plate he places his dish in the dishwasher and leaves the house. As he leaves he passes through a white trapdoor, its glossy white and something is pretty disturbing about it. Although he never pays much attention to it

something always ticked him of that door and where it leads. He decides to ignore it and walk along to the beach. He swims and dances until noon and goes back inside the house. Not much can be said after that he stays home doing all sorts of things cleaning the very little dirt and sand, playing games with himself, or just flat out reading and drinking tea in the bed. As the moon rises his eyes go heavy and drowsy he yawns and he knows he is tired. He goes to his room to stay there and sleep.

-The End -

I'M ACTUALLY DONE WITH THE FIRST CHAPTER ON THE FIRST BOOK EVEN IF I HAVE THE SECOND BOOK MADE...i know I'm a mess at the moment and I'm trying to make book 3 but I'm holding the urges and I'm trying to finish the books I'm making at the moment so book 3 makes sense because that book will really have a huge amount of information that you need to read book 1 and 2 to get some things like tea and books and mother...