AN; I told you it'd be back soon! I really enjoyed writing the last chapter, so here I am! Also, fun fact about this fic, it was originally Owen centric and it was gonna be called 'His Owen Little World'. Maybe for a sequel to this fic. Who knows? Anyway, into the story.
Izzy and her friends walked in a pack, away from Candy Courtyard. Izzy was still panicking. She had no power here. Like a hamster, endlessly running on a metallic wheel. She loved this world before. Now it just felt like the norm to her.
"What? Where are we going?" Izzy asked, as they looped back around the way they went.
"Home, Izzy." Owen replied. "The sky's getting dark."
"But I wanna go fight some stuff!" Izzy complained, then smiled, brandishing her gingerbread broadsword.
"Well we can't always get what we want, Izzy." Noah deadpanned, looking towards Izzy.
Couldn't get what she wanted? In her own mind?! How dare these peasants do this to Queen Izzy? In the real world, she'd expect this, but in Izzyland? Blasphemous! This was a democracy! A free country! Only for her, but still! It was an Izzy democracy.
"I-I-I don't understand!" Izzy stammered.
"Izzy, you're acting crazier than usual..." Eva pointed out, raising her brow.
Izzy sighed, following her friends. She trekked through the streets, which were usually easy and short to get through, or at least had something she could fight or eat, or there'd be a fun game her and her friends would play. Yet it was so dull. Everything looked the same, except the sky. But something felt overwhelmingly different to Izzy. She tried to zone back into the real world, maybe all she needed was a little refresher in reality. No luck. She started to panic. And she for some reason, couldn't figure out what happened in the real world. And in the world of imagination, she started to realise. The real world didn't exist. She knew it existed, but no one else would believe her. She felt so alone, so... depressed.
Then it hit her. The villains of this world were no longer under her control. They could run free. They were the ones that ran the world. Izzy felt a shiver of panic. "Guys! We need pull out the big guns."
"Okay, Izzy... Why?" Owen's Mom asked.
"Well, Owen's Mom." Izzy adressed the mother. "We need to pull out the big guns, because... they're coming. Depp Ression, Enn Vie, Angie R. and all the others."
"As if you'd know that." Eva scoffed.
"No, I'm serious! We need to bring out the big guns!" Izzy yelled.
"The big guns? How big are we talking?" Owen asked curiously.
"Real, real big." Izzy looked to him.
"What ARE the big guns, exactly?" Noah looked to Team E-Scope.
"We don't know yet. We need to find the big guns. But we need someone's help." Izzy took charge.
"Okay, tommorow." Owen's Mom smiled, leading the group back home, as they made it to Owen's Mom's House.
"No, NOW!" Izzy yelled, losing her patience.
"You're so selfish!" Eva shouted, walking into the house as everyone else did the same. She stormed off into her room, as Izzy imagined prior, everyone lived in Owen's Mom's House.
"She's right." Noah scoffed. "I'm out."
Noah walked to his bedroom angrily.
"You need a good talking to, missy." Owen's Mom scowled, running to her room.
"Uh... Bye!" Owen smiled, awkwardly walking to his room.
Why did no one understand? Evil was coming! And she needed help! No way she was going without them, she'd inevitably perish, as she knew. She strolled to her room, tears rolling down her cheek. What bothered her more, was that nobody cared. She was powerless. No say in anything. Was that how she treated people? She dropped on her pink clad bed. It used to feel like laying on a cloud made of marshmallows. Now it felt hard as a rock. Maybe living in her imagination wasn't great. Maybe it sucked. Maybe it was the worst thing in the world!
She inhaled and exhaled, counted sheep, and eventually got to sleep. Her dreamland taking her away. However it was different. The Dreamland was usually a different version of her imagination. But now she slept in her imagination, not as well as real life, it changed. It was black. Just Izzy walking around in a blank space. Nothing there. Nothing happy or sad, just, dull. And unlike a regular dream, it went in what seemed like real time. And all she could do was stand there. This continued for around 9 hours.
She woke up, a sweating mess. She clutched the metallic handle of her bedroom door, pulling it down promptly and pushing it forward. She saw no one at the table. Everyone usually awoke the same time as her, the same way as her, did things her way. She knocked on Owen's door. No answer. She opened, to see the empty room. The same with all the other doors. She sighed, walking back downstairs. She opened the door outside, and decided to go adventure on her own. She slept in her gingerbread armour, just incase she woke up and needed some food. She was still weird.
The sky was still dark. But it was different, this day. The wind blew more, Izzy's curly locks almost untangling themselves due to the speed of the wind. She set off on her trek to Candy Courtyard, now knowing how long it would take. She struggled to make the motions she needed to make due to the wind, having to almost tip toe. She actually couldn't get there in a breeze.
She breathed heavily, around halfway there, after walking through many streets. She sighed, putting her hand on her forehead. As she trekked through the dull streets, things started to lose their fun. The people she saw were a lot more dreary, or regular.
As she finally made it to the Candy Courtyard, she saw her friends, hanging out at a kiosk. Without her, She walked over to them, slightly upset.
"Hi... guys." Izzy sheepishly joined into their circle.
In that very moment, there was a pause. Everyone either looked around, or stared directly at Izzy.
"Hey... Iz..." Owen looked at Izzy, slightly ashamed that they all left her behind at home.
"So... Wanna go get the big guns?" Izzy asked, trying to be polite.
"Actually, we're just gonna hang today." Noah informed her.
"Oh..." Izzy's face dropped.
They needed to understand! Their world was at stake at this point. And what were they going to do, just stand there? And HANG? Izzy had just about had it. She stood there for a short while, pondering her options. She looked around the circle, from Eva, to Noah, to Owen, to his Mom. and that kept spinning. Until they were all in somewhat a clock of doing it.
"Guys! Please believe me when I say this. We need to find this guy. He can really help us. He's evil, another merchant. Similar to Bee. But LISTEN. He is our only hope, Obi Wan." Izzy finished with a reference, as everyone stared with a half closed eye, slightly twitching.
"Izzy. There can't be a quest for us everywhere. We get it, you're bored. We gotta make our own fun sometimes." Owen's Mom pointed out.
"Yeah. Just quit being so dramatic." Eva leant against a wall, once again furrowing her brow.
"I'm serious." Izzy deadpanned, finally cracking.
"Yeah, right." Noah looked to Izzy, as he walked away, with everyone but Owen following.
"Wait!" Izzy sighed. "You believe me, right, O?"
"Well... Not really. Sorry." Owen looked down, sadly.
"You can go..." Izzy looked to him, as Owen nodded, walking away.
She stood alone, watching her friends walk away, starting to talk, maybe even laugh. She just knew they were happier without her right now. If these friends wouldn't go on this quest with her, she needed some new friends.
"So, are you in?" Izzy asked, smiling.
"I don't know, what's in it for me?" A male with a green mohawk asked, smirking.
"Well, you'll get to help me bring in the big guns and save the world!" Izzy pointed out.
"Nah." He looked to Izzy. "Sorry."
"It's cool. Thanks, Punkrock." She looked to him.
"It's Duncan!" Duncan called, as Izzy walked away.0
"So, you wanna do this?" Izzy looked towards the brown haired female, who was in the Caramel Canyon.
"Seems kinda dangerous..." The girl seemed hesitant.
"But you'll get some great experience out of it!" Izzy smiled.
"No. I'll give you my reason why. Ahem.
'I, Courtney Martinez, hereby-.'" Izzy interrupted Courtney.
"Bye, Shopping List." Izzy walked away, as Courtney furrowed her brow.
"PLEASE just say yes!" Izzy begged, now down on her knees.
"If I do this... You owe me." A well-built male with a good physique talked to Izzy.
"Okay, whatever, McHottie!" Izzy snapped.
"I'm in, I guess. And it's Justin." Justin smirked, his eyes metaphorically melting her soul.
They set off to find another member of the group.
"C'mon." Justin stared into the Gothic girl's eyes.
"Why?" She complained.
"Gwen, you owe me, after...
The favour." Justin smirked, as Gwen merely nodded.
Izzy smiled, seeing as Justin was somewhat of a charmer to others as well as her.
"Great! Let's get going, Midnight!" Izzy called out as Gwen didn't seem to know what she meant.
"Harold. Do it." Gwen glared at a nerdy young man.
"Why?" Harold groaned.
"Because I'll sacrifice your red ants to Trent's creepy Nine God if you don't." Gwen blackmailed Harold.
"Whatever." His raspy voice echoed, as they walked alone.
"Great, Soul Patch! One more girl." She smiled.
"Lindsay, I like your hair. Come with us." Harold smiled.
"Okay!" A blonde girl giggled.
That was easy.
"Okay, team! We need to find the merchant of Marshmallow Mountain!" Izzy smiled. Nobody replied. Her team was very unresponsive, and she was not having that. She looked towards Lindsay, who was playing with her hair, then Justin who was checking out his reflection in the window that on the outside could have Marshmallow Mountain be seen. Then she looked to Gwen, who was looking at her black nails. Then she looked at Harold, who was simply picking his nose.
"Game plans! Go!" Izzy gestured to Gwen.
"Walk." The goth replied rather unenthusiastic towards Izzy.
"Good! Justin!" Izzy looked to the model.
"Eat marshmallows. I heard it's a good candy that won't make us break out in hives!" Justin smiled at what he thought was worth saying.
"Okay... Harold!" Izzy smiled to the nerd.
"Well, after a lot of extensive thinking and picking, I've decided the best way to do this is to haggle with the merchant. Whatever he wanted, keep slicing that down, until he says enough is enough." Harold explained, actually giving a good piece of advice.
"Great! Hey, Lindsay! Ideas." Izzy stared to the spaced out bimbo.
"Um... Can I stay here?" Lindsay asked.
"No. Let's go!" Izzy smiled.
Halfway up the mountain, the team started to pant and sweat, exhausted by all the walking. Occasionally, Lindsay would speak up.
"Who's up there?" She asked curiously.
"The most magical wizard in all the land!" Gwen sarcastically replied.
"Really?" Izzy asked, even though she knew the merchant.
"No." She sighed.
They walked, as they started to near the top, as every now and again, they'd have to pull their feet up from the ground, so they didn't sink into the marshmallow. Izzy cursed to herself. Why did she make everywhere so hard to get?
As they finally made it to the top, there was a small shack. Izzy promptly opened the door.
"Hello Pepper!" Izzy greeted the buff Spanish merchant.
"It's Alejandro." The merchant corrected. "You came for the gem?"
"Yep." Izzy smiled.
"Hey, Al, what is this gem?" Harold asked.
"Alejandro. And this gem?" He held up a multicoloured gem, smiling. "This. Is the E-Scope gem. Don't know why it's named that, don't care to know. It was found in an ancient underground city, which is said to still be active today. Scriptures say that if this gem is to collide with a true hero, who will have to be found, they will have the strength to slay anything.
"Cool!" Lindsay smiled.
"Question. What do you use on your skin? It looks so smooth." Justin smiled.
"Natural selection, friend." Alejandro smirked.
Justin looked down here, seeming somewhat belittled.
"So, what's it gonna cost, Jalapeno?" Lindsay asked the merchant, butchering his name.
"Alejandro..." He glared. "And it'll cost one sacred cheese."
With regular cheese being the worldwide food of Izzyland, and sacred cheese being the currency, Izzy was broke in both ways. She needed to speak with Owen's Mom to get the sacred cheese, but she was no longer on good terms. Izzy brought her team into a huddle, whispers flying around the room.
"Can we take a loan?" Gwen asked, deciding to step up to the plate.
"Yes. But if it is not payed back within a week, you shall become outlawed, by the Izzyland police." Alejandro smirked. Everyone looked at eachother, exchanging a few glances. Izzy merely nodded.
And with that, they were on their way back down the mountain.
AN; I didn't expect to update this quick, but I am in love with this story. Also, I'm really excited for plans for next chapter. You'll see, soon.
