So, this is the fic I was talking about on my profile— the one that's gonna replace 'The Silver Ring'. I kinda had this idea in my head since Spring Break. This is inspired by the video game series: Paper Mario— mainly by some of my favorite levels from both 64 and Thousand Year Door. I'll work on this fic whenever I need a break from 'Blackbird's Song'.
Enjoy!
"Ugh, finally, somewhere where I can just get away from everything!" a young boy muttered. He was standing between a V-shaped apparatus and an arch that lead to where he was.
"Celestino may be busy meeting with his associates at the penthouse—" Phichit folded his arms. "—but like Ciao-Ciao needs to take like a chill pill, like, I'll be fine!" before he pouted, remembering the last time Celestino got after him for walking off without his consent.
"Maybe now, I could look around, just to pass the time!" the boy looked around, taking in what he needed to be aware of. He figured that he was standing in a plaza— even if, he felt something in the pit of his stomach. The cobblestone floors looked almost grimy, like leftover food residue left on a used dish; the apparatus that Phichit was in front of had some red stuff on it, making the boy think that it wasn't an innocent thing; and even though some of the people wore masks, Phichit felt that those weren't used for theater at all.
Phichit rubbed his head, mouth tilting up. He hummed, muttering to himself, "Hm, this is something that's quite funky but—" he heard something coming from his side.
"Little boy, little boy…" whispered an odd being in a purple robe. They were standing behind a stand that had a beige cloth over it, with several items on top of it.
"Oh! Are you calling me?" Phichit pointed to himself.
"Yes… come here why don't you? I have certain items I have for sale!" the person whispered to him again.
Phichit looked both ways. He didn't know if he could. What if there was nothing that caught his interest?
"Well—ooh!" his little black eyes spotted something leather-looking on the table. He walked over to it.
"I like that pouch, can I see it?" the small boy asked.
"Why of course…" the strange person lifted it up and passed it to him. "It is said that this pouch holds a map that leads to a mysterious treasure that lies right under our feet— but, this pouch can only be opened by someone with a young and noble heart." They explained.
"I myself cannot open it—as you can see." The person stated.
"Yeah, it's pretty obvious." Phichit giggled.
If they could, the person would glare daggers at Phichit for that remark, but—"If you can open this pouch, then whatever is within you may keep, will you try?" the person asked, with the slightest roll of sugar on their tongue.
Phichit had poked his cheek, shifting his body just a little. "Well, okay!"
The boy tugged on the strap that was keeping the pouch closed. He slowly pulled it off, his eye never leaving it. Once it was gone, strange lights appeared from the pouch, making the boy gasp with surprise.
Hope you've enjoyed this so far. Also, happy mother's day everyone! Treat your moms nicely!
-MA6.