After everything that has happened during the "Island of Villains" and the "Arsenal Saga", does anybody wonder what happened for our OCs before those disasters? How much of the island did they get to enjoy? Let's see.

Now the next parts/chapters you see will be clips based on the videos from CN City and the ones from one of my favorite youtubers, Slamacow.

The OC's 1st Saloon

A Normal Night in the Hollow

Skypoint

Centurtainment

Waiting…for What?

Sparrow Moonlight


THANK YOU, SLAMACOW


After Garrett, COMP, and the machines, and I finally finished the development of Fanfiction Island and every OC in the world came to move in, there were moments where most of them wanted to create some more things to make themselves feel more at home. So they went to work on that, and whether they had my or other author's consent or not, they were allowed to do whatever the heck they wanted. And one of the creations, that a small group of OCs made, was pretty enjoyable.

It was a bar for the underground levels. Not really a traditional bar (since they didn't give out jankish drinks) but still a good one. It was something to imagine as like a merge of the bar from Star Wars IV and of the pool game place from Tron. It was really something to enjoy, especially for the OCs who came on its opening week.

It was on one quiet day that many OCs were at the bar called "OC's 1st Saloon". Things there were a good and relaxing time for them as they just did what they've done since it first opened.

Three bronze centurion travel bots were playing billiards on one of the pool tables.

The bartender, a man nicknamed Noah (my OC from TGS), was cleaning the table where he would usually serve the sodas to the customers.

A young blue macaw was resting in a corner of the place, looking fat while having five cans of Sprite next to him. Apparently he drank too much soda.

Harry, Sebastian, Elizabeth, and Mikka were together at a table playing Uno. It didn't look like much but with Elizabeth being the Gabi of the group, it definitely was a card for them.

Two Endermen (one with a blue star on his chest and another with red pitch fork symbol on his) were at a table talking to Danny and Yili (two other OCs from TGS) while having a burger meal. Just having a friendly chat.

A few colts were together admiring a couple of the giant lava lamps in the bar. And one of them was trying to see if he could roast marshmallows from it.

At every table, edge, corner, or certain spot of the bar, there was a group of OCs having a good time as always. The whole place seemed to be a success. But then at an instant…a Small Figure character came from the ceiling and accidentally fell on one of the bronze centurions before he was gonna make his shot on the pool table.


One night, in the jungle sections of the island, there was one large hollow built for two macaws. The very inside of it was designed to look like a house. Wooden cabinets, a rocky TV set, a vine bed and curtains, food stored away where it wouldn't rot. Things that made birds feel like they were living the luxurious kind of life. In fact, there was a scarlet macaw living in it. Just smiling and walking around after breathing in the fresh air from the entrance. So with the good sense of relief racing through him, he just took some snacks and laid on his bed before turning on the TV.

"(sigh)…Nothing better than a nice night alone while having the desire to stay up all night through a Star Wars marathon." The macaw said. That was his plan.

Twenty minutes later…he was completely asleep with a small mess of food around him. He just left the TV on and snored like a fifty pound grizzly bear. He rolled around and looked like he wanted to sleep forever. Up until a sudden voice came in. "Uh….Harry?" "Huh?!" The macaw, Harry, jumped in fear and quickly struck a kung fu pose. He thought he was under attack until he saw that it was just his blue macaw wife Annabelle. She giggled at him.

"Oh, Annabelle. Hi." He replied in a nervous and blushing state.

"Hi sweetie. I assume you had tried having another little all night marathon?" She asked him with a smile.

"Um…yeah."

"Well, it looks like the night's still young. Do you maybe wanna get a bite to eat before we watch it together?"

"Aw sure. After all, I think going out with my wife is better than any boring normal night."

"You got that right."

They chuckled and flew out to head to the nearest restaurants for birds. Thankfully Harry didn't forget to turn the TV off.


High up in the air from one of the island's biggest city sections, there was a huge skyscraper underdevelopment. Though it seemed abandoned and pretty dark. It appeared that no living (or undead) OC was in it. Or so it seemed, for up in the highest and most unfinished floor of the building, there was a being resting on the floor. He almost looked like Garrett but as a construction bot.

His appearance was a mystery, but that subject changed when a sudden shock woke him up. He stood up and let a heavy breath out. He calmed down before viewing everything around him.

The room was black and blue. Very technical. No ceilings though, and one of the walls had a huge hole. It was all freaky and quiet, but looking gave the robot a chance to stand up and see where he was at. He had an enormous view of the whole city he was in. And by the way things looked, there wasn't even a way down unless he wanted to fall. For he was exactly 114 stories high. He backed up in fear and started to think of the worst. Until he turned around, and saw a big tool box.

He walked up to it, and suddenly had a change of feeling when he opened it.

There was a note that said "For You, G2018. You may call yourself Construct and the rest will be up to you." And after that, he saw a long rope and a grappling hook, wrench, and a screwdriver as well as other tools. Tools that made him realize that with where he was at…he could do whatever he wanted.


When Fanfiction Island was done, every native who moved there didn't think about having any security problems. Given how well Garrett did with development, they figured it didn't need to cross their minds so much.

So one night, Garrett was actually sleeping in his space station on the mountains. He was a man who could literally see an evil plot commencing a mile away but he was under a deep state of slumber…as a centurion travel bot appeared outside. It stared at the Timeless station and quickly snuck in. No alarm was triggered as he zoomed to every corner, and got closer to his target. What he didn't know was that COMP was watching over him in the ship's surveillance. The robot continued sneaking through the place before reaching the garage, which was the place that spotted his desire; a gear brush cleaner.

"Perfect. I needed an unused toothbrush." Said the robot. COMP heard him and became totally weirded out. So with that mission done, the robot snuck out. With the thought of a job well done, the robot showed a happy face and figured nothing would happen next.

"ALARM! ALARM! ALARM!" Until COMP yelled, getting the robot's attention enough to jump in fear and roll down the 97 foot tall mountain in pain. "Ah! Haha!" COMP laughed. Thinking she did something good, but Garrett woke up yelling "Hey! COMP, keep it down, would ya?! I'm trying to sleep here!" That was his sudden tired voice going up again. And COMP wanted to respond to that the best way she could.

"HHHEEYY!" He yelled in fear. COMP jettisoned Garrett out of the ship and down the mountain.

Author's Note: Yep…I hate it when the characters are made to act incredibly ignorant. So what do I do about that? I become a hypocrite by making mine act oblivious.


All the way in the underground levels, there a huge tunnel of rock and dirt with over a handful of torches on the wall. At the end of it, there was a Digimon OC, Scott, and Anne. The three of them together were at the end just sitting and listening to a harmonica play through a radio. Pickaxes, shovels, helmets, and lunch boxes were left on the ground, and each of the OCs were fully dirty from working on the tunnel all day to build a train tunnel. It was dark and barely bright, and no OC said a single word.

The music just played through and nothing happened. Just a boring time. Then Scott said, "Hang on…are we actually waiting for anything? I feel like we've been lying down for five hours."


The huge island itself beared many carnival and magic rides around. And on one of them, there were two adorable little sparrows together on a (or an interdimensional) boat ride where they sat together to see the water totally blue, no walls and ceilings around, stars so far yet completely bright, dark but soothing sky, and one huge beautiful moon gleaming up high. The color of it was enjoyable, and as the sparrows continued looking at it, they felt gentle music playing all around and admired everything. Up until the female sparrow put her wing around her boyfriend. When he noticed, he just smiled and got her to rest on his shoulder before they looked at the moon to enjoy the ride more.

It was a moonlight time for them.


Done. Sure maybe not my best Fanfiction but something that could work as another footloose shot of imagination. And I'd like to point out that thank goodness I finished this and the others earlier than I planned.

Now, with how far I've come on publishing, I think I should take break when October comes. Make more chapters before I publish another one like the times before, and start releasing it all when I'm finally done with "Island of Villains." Hopefully I can accomplish all of that on the 31st of October.