So it's time to say goodbye to Sparkle Boy. It's a little sad, considering this was my first fanfic EVER. Not just the first I put up on fanfiction, but also the first one I ever tried writing. Oh well.
Credits:
Tummy Monster, for being my beta.
All my fans, for being you.
And most of all: all my reviewers!!! I love you guys.
Comment of the week:
Tummy Monster when we were talking about what would happen if she got published: Yes, you will have to buy it so I can make money.
Reviewer of the week:
Tummy Monster again: Am I the only one who doesn't understand why they have 'menal'in 'sentimental' I mean, so because of that 'sentimental'means you're crazy.
"So, so bored," Sparkle Boy said. He was walking down a small street that was bordered by trees on both sides, with his shoulders slumped and feet dragging.
"There was only one left!!" he shouted to the world. He was very upset about not being able to find Angel, the last Flock member on his list. He'd looked in every nook and cranny (which was definitely a talent of his, but also the reason he was missing half a finger), asked every person he saw (which is why he couldn't currently see out of his left eye. He was just a little bit too persistent) and scoured the entire town from the sky but found nothing.
He was feeling too sorry for himself to realise that the trees were limiting his vision, which would mean his demise. Yes, I'm serious.
Two very big men, with very big muscles to match, shot out from between the trees and gabbed Sparkle Boy by his arms. The one man put his hand over Sparkle Boy's mouth, and he tasted the dirt on it. Although he tried hard enough, he was much too scrawny to achieve anything with his struggling. All he did was thrash around, looking like a lizard trying to attempt a crocodile Death-roll.
The men pulled him through the trees, back the same way they had come. It was so dark between the trees that Sparkle Boy couldn't see what was right in front of him. He didn't even wonder how the men were managing to run through these trees without hitting something.
They moved through the trees like a wild cat, dodging every tree that threatened to get in their way.
Then out of nowhere they ran straight out into the blinding light. At first, Sparkle Boy couldn't see anything, the light burning his eyes so much that he had to keep them closed.
Eventually he managed to open them and about 10 metres away, was a palace. It was beautiful and tall, made of stone and edged with shining gold swirls. It stood out in this open field covered in yellow daisies like a set from a medieval movie, to the extent that Sparkle Boy could hardly resist looking over his shoulder to check for dragons; the only thing stopping him was the big, intimidating men that he knew he would see there.
It's round towers, connecting to the main square of the building, looked as though they could touch the clouds, but there was no way to tell for sure because the sun was shining perfectly on the field, sprinkled with dew, making it look like a dream the way it sparkled. It was, by far, the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
They quickly closed the distance between them and the palace, Sparkle Boy wanting noting more than to be able to walk through the long, daisy invaded grass and feel the dew on his feet. Although the men were much taller than him and had carried him the entire way with Sparkle Boy about 3 feet above the ground.
As they ran the last steps and stood only a meter from the palace. Sparkle Boy could see the true detail in every part of the palace: every stone used to build it was carved with pictures too detailed to make out and the doors had an entire story engraved in them in writing, the huge windows were all stained glass images making up beautiful pictures, and wherever a wall began or ended it was bordered with intricate golden swirls and spirals, more detailed then he'd noticed before.
They took him through the doors that must have come out of a fantasy book and entered the palace. The floors were tiled with grey marble and there was a staircase bordering the entire wall, moving in a circle higher and higher up the circular walls. At regular intervals there would be a door at the side of the red velvet carpet staircase, each probably leading to another beautiful room.
The room was almost completely empty except for one potted plant right next to the door, in a round red copper pot also engraved with all sorts of pictures. There were huge double-doors on the opposite side of the room, also telling a story of its own.
They walked straight through them and into a room, covered in everything pink. The beautiful stained glass windows were half covered with flowing pink drapes that were not managing to stop the different colours from dancing on the light pink coloured walls, creating beautiful patterns.
There was a four-poster bed, also draped with bright pink chiffon material, matching the drapes. The carpet was fluffy and pink, looking like some dead mythical creature... a Pinkymammoth.
Every surface was covered with every kind of stuffed animal you could imagine, most of them pink or white.
But the thing that stood out most was the throne on a pedestal, right in the middle of the room. It was facing the door, shining silver and also engraved with pictures, cushioned with pink velvet. On it, sat a girl, about 17-years-old. She was wearing a soft, slightly loose dress, surprising Sparkle Boy by being bright yellow, just like the daisies in the field. The girl's golden curls hung next to her face, reaching her tummy and her big, blue eyes shone in the light from the window.
"Aah, Sparkle Boy," she said like a queen. "You were very hard to find, you know?"
"You were looking for me?" Sparkle Boy asked caught off guard.
"Yes. I heard about you from my men over there," she said calmly, her voice almost a purr. "You seem very famous. Almost as famous as me!" She smiled like an angel... and began ot laugh like a maniac.
"Apparently..." said Sparkle Boy, very confused, as usual.
"He, he," she giggled. "Well, I don't like it when people become more famous than I am, and the thing is, there are just so many famous people in the world I don't think I'll be able to keep up with killing them all one at a time..."
For the first time in his life, Sparkle Boy understood what she was getting at. "So you're saying you're going to kill everyone?"
"Yup!" she said with a smile. You see, as Angel's power to read minds became stronger it drove her insane. Now all she was an empty shell of what she used to be.
"How?" Sparkle Boy asked, completely unfazed by the idea.
"Come with me," she said, getting up off her throne and walking out the room. Sparkle Boy walked out to, and followed her.
They walked up the staircase. Up and up and up, all the way to the top. When they got to the last door – Sparkle Boy gasping for air - she opened the door. At first Sparkle Boy couldn't see, but it only took a few minutes to adjust, and when they did he stared blankly at what he was supposed to be looking at: a huge round metal ball.
"Let me explain," the girl said. "This, believe it or not, is a bomb. It is big and powerful enough to blow up the entire world, which is exactly my plan."
Oh no, Sparkle Boy thought. Despite this, he still wasn't getting the full extent of this dilemma.
The girl went over to a string.
"All I have to do is pull this string, and what better time to do this then right now?" she smiled that angelic smile and picked up the thick string. "Start the countdown!"
A green light flickered to life and started counting down from 10.
Sparkle Boy just stood there, completely dumbfounded.
Where is the part where he makes the whole situation worse, if that's possible? You ask?
Well...
"Wait, who are you?" Sparkle Boy asked, making the biggest dumbass move ever made.
"I'm Angel!!" she said and pulled the string not caring how many seconds were left on the clock.
And that was the end of it all. That was how the littlest of the world-saving flock destroyed the world.
Thanx for your support! Obviously there won't be a sequel, so don't even ask. I hope you guys really enjoyed the story!
I will post a new fanfic next week, so for my fans: don't forget to take a look! (I don't know which fanfic it's gonna be yet so if you want to know you'll need to keep track on your own) I hope you loved it!!
C Ya!
