Welcome everyone to my brand new AU story for "The Masked Singer"!

I never thought that I would write a story for this fandom, but here we are ^^ Before we start, some ground rules. I do NOT own most of the masks featured here, they belong to FOX and the broadcasting networks for the show in other countries. I only own the masks that I come up with on my own.

That's about it. Enjoy the story! :)

It was an extremely quiet September Tuesday in Maskglen, South Carolina. The morning was young and the sun was already out ready to start the day. But instead of being met with the usual warm weather, the town was met with a slight chill in the air. The denizens of the town were certain that if it got any colder, frost would surely form.

Maskglen was a quaint little town that lied about 27 miles outside the city of Charleston. Because of this, the city itself was usually overlooked and only really mattered to its rather unique inhabitants. Although the town didn't quite get the love that it deserved, they didn't care. Even if it wasn't all that much, it was home.

A certain butterfly with blue and green sparkly wings emerged from her dwelling stepping out onto her back porch. She let out a yawn as she stretched out her large and beautiful wings. She was clad in deep blue pajamas with a steaming cup of fruity herbal tea in her hands. It wasn't as sweet and satisfying as the nectar she usually drank, but it warmed her up well enough. As she stared out into her yard, she took a moment to enjoy the feeling of peace and serenity that the morning was giving. It was indeed chilly; enough so that Butterfly was somewhat worried that it would kill her precious flowers. But aside from that, it was about the same as every other morning, and Butterfly was just fine with that.

Suddenly she noticed out of the corner of her bright emerald compound eye a familiar pink flamingo who lived about two doors down strut out onto her back porch as well. She too was clad in her PJ's along with a hot pink bathrobe and slippers. The morning paper was tucked under her right wing while she attempted to balance her coffee in her left hand and a toasted bagel in her right.

The lovely flamingo looked over and noticed her neighbor. A smile immediately spread across her beak. "Hey, what's up, Butterfly? Buenas días, mi amiga."

"Morning, Flamingo." Butterfly replied,

"Nice day, isn't it?" Flamingo asked,

Butterfly nodded, "Yeah, it is. A little cold, though."

Then Flamingo nodded as well, "Yeah. When I moved from Miami, I was expecting slightly colder weather. But this is a little crazy."

Butterfly shivered as she took a huge sip of her tea. "I know. I only hope it won't get any colder, or my wings will freeze."

"Well, we wouldn't want that, now would we?" Flamingo asked laughing a little bit,

"No, ma'am." Butterfly laughed as well, after that there was an awkward silence between the two friends.

Butterfly drummed her fingers on her mug deciding to finally break the silence. "Say uh, by the way. Was anything different when you went and got your paper this morning?"

Flamingo stopped abruptly as she drank some of her coffee. She looked at her friend with a knowing expression. "If you're asking me if the house sold, no it didn't." She replied,

The house that rested between both Butterfly and Flamingo's homes had been empty for quite some time. Their previous neighbor, Miss Flower, was what you would call a model neighbor. She was a delightful woman with a voice of gold and the loveliest purple petals. Both Flamingo and Butterfly adored her; heck, everyone on the block did. She would spend most of her days singing, tending to her garden, listening to music, and baking delicious goodies with her best friend, Miss Bee. Goodies that Flamingo, Butterfly, and all of their other friends, loved to indulge in. But about half a year ago, Miss Flower decided she wanted to move all the way to the other side of town so she could be closer to her family. So, ultimately, she sold the house. Butterfly and Flamingo were the ones who were the most upset by this, but they understood her reasoning and wished her well. Since then, the lovely home stood proud but silent for months and months. A realty sign stood in the front yard just patiently waiting for someone to slap a bright red "SOLD" sticker on it.

"Dang, I was hoping that the young couple looking at it a month ago would choose it." Butterfly sulked,

Flamingo sighed as she sat down at her patio table. She set down her coffee and started munching her bagel while she read the paper. "It's hopeless, Butterfly. It's been six months. Nobody's gonna buy that house."

"I know. It's a real shame, though. It's such a lovely place, and to see it so quiet and so empty is a little heartbreaking." Butterfly said,

Flamingo nodded sadly before going back to her paper. When her eyes fell upon a certain article, she smiled wide once again.

"Hey, Butter," she said, "There's an article in the paper about your group's big show in two weeks!" The sassy pink bird showed the dazzling blue green Rhopalocera the article in question.

Butterfly smiled and nodded seeing the article taking yet another sip of her tea. "Yeah, we're really excited for that show. But, not gonna lie, it's also pretty nerve wracking as well."

"Why? I've seen you, Black Widow, and Ladybug all practice together. You're amazing!" Flamingo said exaggeratingly, "Besides, I've worked with Black Widow before. We used to perform together when we were young. She's one of the best singers I know."

"I just hope that we're ready. I don't want us to end up making total fools of ourselves." Butterfly added,

Flamingo gave her friend a warm and reassuring smile. "¡Relajarse! You guys will do fine!" She finally finished off both her bagel and her coffee before standing up from her table. "Well, I should really be getting to work now." Flamingo said slightly annoyed,

"Yeah, same. Well, I'll see you later." Butterfly waved,

Flamingo waved back. "Later, B-B-F-L!" Then she disappeared back into her house.

Butterfly smiled because she knew what that meant: "Best Butterfly Friend for Life". She quickly downed the rest of her fruity tea and headed back inside as well.

Butterfly got herself all dolled up for the day such as brushing her teeth and applying a touch of eyeshadow. Once she was ready to go, she grabbed her tan trench coat and began the long trek to work at the venue downtown. She didn't usually walk everywhere, but her car was getting some detailing done in the shop and the auto shop guy said it was taking longer than expected but should be ready within the next few days. Butterfly wasn't very pleased with this information. She hated walking everywhere; especially in very crowded places. The reason being that she always found herself bumping into people with her huge wings and antennae. This morning was no different. Sure, she wasn't hitting people with her wings because they were concealed under her coat, but her antennae kept on constantly bumping into people as she passed them on the narrow sidewalks and when she was with a crowd of people waiting at the crosswalk for the "Walk" sign to come on. This earned her some dirty glances from the other pedestrians. But at this point, she was used to it and she really would have cared less.

Much to her relief she finally arrived at the street where she worked. She was a little wobbly as some of the other people rudely pushed passed her while crossing the road. Once on the adjacent sidewalk, she straightened out her coat before walking down the way towards the venue. On the way there, she passed by a small bakery and she was enchanted by the sweet smells that were coming from within. The scents of sugar, chocolate, fruit, and warm bread hit her making her antennae go haywire. If it weren't for the little bell that dinged every time the door opened serving as a warning, Butterfly's face would have most certainly been slammed with the glass door. Luckily, she was able to jump back just in the nick of time.

Out of the bakery stepped two tall monsters. One was about six foot six with long red white and blue hair hanging all over him; one lone blue eye peeked out among the strands. He wore a dark grey jacket and matching sweatpants. The other monster, however, was much taller. He stood at seven feet and had green fur that stuck up in long spikes at the top of his head. His smile was wide and his teeth were crooked, but it still held a lot of charm and sincerity there. He also wore thick-framed glasses. He was clad in an oversized dark green parka and sweats as well. Both monsters had sports bags slung over their shoulders.

Butterfly's shock of almost being hit with the door immediately faded upon seeing the two monsters. She smiled bright. "Oh! Hey, Thingamajig! Hey, Whatchamacallit!"

Both monsters instantly noticed her. "Oh, hey, Butterfly. What's up?" Thingamajig beamed, his smooth deep voice sounded welcoming,

"Hey! What's up, Flutter Butter?" Whatchamacallit asked, his deep voice also sparked some positivity. Although his smile was concealed by his long hair, both Thingamajig and Butterfly could tell by his tone that Whatchamacallit was in a really peppy mood this morning.

Butterfly giggled at Whatchamacallit's funny little nickname for her. "Nothing much; just heading to work." She explained, "What are you guys up to?"

Thingamajig held up a chocolate chip muffin. "We were just grabbing some breakfast before heading to basketball practice."

Whatchamacallit followed and held up his blueberry muffin.

"Sweet!" Butterfly replied, "I haven't seen you guys all week. I prayed that you both were okay."

"Don't worry, we're good." Thingamajig replied, "But we appreciate your concern."

"You know something? It's not just you guys. I haven't seen a lot of our other friends lately...Well, except for Flamingo, Black Widow, and Ladybug...But Black Widow, Ladybug, and I all work together and Flamingo is my neighbor so...yeah…"

"Yeah, same." Thingamajig nodded,

"It's not often that the whole gang gets to hang together anymore. Everyone's always so busy." Butterfly said,

"Ugh, we know. Practice has been killing us lately!" Whatchamacallit groaned,

"Hmm, you know what? We should have a get together; all of us. It'll be fun!" Butterfly replied,

Thingamajig and Whatchamacallit looked at each other then back at her smiling.

"Sure!" Whatchamacallit exclaimed,

"Sounds awesome." Thingamajig nodded,

"Great! I'll order pizza, buy some snacks, we can all dance to some music. It'll be rocking!" Butterfly said ecstatically,

Whatchamacallit raised his hand. "Ooh! Can we do karaoke? You know how much Thing here loves to sing." He playfully patted his friend on the back. Thingamajig shot him a dirty look.

"Oh yeah, that's true!" Butterfly agreed,

Thingamajig then smiled sheepishly, also blushing from both the flattery and slight embarrassment. "Yeah, well, uh," he cleared his throat. "I-I can hold a tune."

"That's a great idea, Whatcha. I'll be sure to include that." Butterfly said, "We just need this to happen on a day that's gonna work for everyone."

"How about Friday? We don't have a game that night." Whatchamacallit suggested,

"Perfect! I'll spread the word that we're having a get together Friday; 8 o'clock!" Butterfly said excitedly, "Well, I'd best be getting to work. I'll see you guys then!" She waved and walked off.

Both monsters waved back. "See 'ya, Butterfly." Thingamajig called out, the green monster continued to give a dirty look to Whatchamacallit.

"...What?" Whatchamacallit shrugged,

"You just had to bring up the singing thing, didn't you?" He said,

"Of course! Thing, you're such a great singer. You have an amazing voice." Whatchamacallit said,

"Thanks, but you're quite the musical guy yourself, Whatcha." Thingamajig replied,

"Oh no. My voice is fine, but it's nothing compared to yours, man!"

Thingamajig sighed. "I guess...But hey, a group get together. Can you believe it?" They started walking.

Whatchamacallit shook his head, "No, I can't. They don't happen as much as they used to."

"Butterfly's right, though. We all haven't hung out in a long while. Come to think of it, it's been awhile since we've seen any of our friends in general." Thingamajig said,

"Well, a lot has changed in the past year. Monster and Miss Monster got engaged, Rottweiler and Rabbit have been on that U.S tour for months. Everybody's just doing their own thing now." Whatchamacallit explained,

"Yeah, especially Monster and Miss Monster. I literally haven't seen either of them since they announced the engagement," Thingamajig replied, "Have you seen them?"

Whatchamacallit shook his head. "No. But to be honest, I'm kinda glad I haven't. I'm a little jealous of them."

Thingamajig looked at his friend confused. "Why?"

"I don't know, it just seems kind of nice; you know, finding that one specific person who is meant for you. Like, your actual soulmate." Whatchamacallit said, "It just makes me kind of jealous that I don't have something like that. I've dated a couple women, I hoped that one of them could be the one...But they never worked out…" Whatchamacallit sulked,

Thingamajig put a consoling hand on his friend's shoulder. "Hey, don't worry about it, dude. You're a great guy, and an awesome friend. You'll find her eventually."

The hairy blue monster smiled up at the tall green monster. "Thanks."

The two friends continued walking towards the training center where their team practices were held.

"By the way, how come you don't have anyone yet, Thing?" Whatchamacallit asked,

The super tall furry green monster smiled and rolled his eyes. "Whatcha, I already told you why. I'm too wrapped up in basketball right now. You know how I roll: Work first, personal life second."

"You mean being single doesn't bother you? At all?" Whatchamacallit asked amazed,

"Meh. Not really," Thingamajig shrugged, "Right now I have my career and that's good enough for me."

"Thing, dude, your career isn't going to make you happy." Whatchamacallit said,

"Right now it is." Thingamajig replied,

"But for how long? Thing, you're going to find someone sooner or later, and when that happens, you will have to choose whether that person or the game that you love is more important."

Thingamajig reached into his bag. "Well, I can tell you what's the most important thing to me right now..." He pulled out a basketball and twirled it on his fluffy blue finger before stuffing it back in his sports bag. They kept on walking.

"Well, getting away from that topic, I hope Butterfly will be able to get everybody together for this shindig." Whatchamacallit said,

Thingamajig nodded, "Yeah, totally. Alright, we'd better get to practice or else Coach is going to be ticked." He joked,

Whatchamacallit nodded as well. "Yeah, remember what happened the last time we were late?"

Thingamajig laughed at the memory. "How could I forget!? He made us run like, thirty laps and do all those push ups!"

"Yeah, by the end I felt like my limbs were going to fall off!" Whatchamacallit said exaggeratingly,

Thingamajig playfully shoved his friend. "Aww, suck it up, man!" He joked,

The two monsters proceeded to laugh together while walking to basketball practice.

The day itself just felt like it would never end. The sun hung in the sky all day which warmed up the town much to the citizens' delight, but the hours just ticked by slower than ever making everyone's workdays feel even longer.

At around 12:25 in the afternoon at Charleston international airport, a plane landed after a long flight from the state of Pennsylvania. All of the passengers aboard the plane exited through the gate in an orderly fashion.

Among these passengers was a sweet looking sheep. She looked to be around the age of twenty five. She stood around five foot seven and had short fluffy wool all over her face and body. Her soft white hair was in curls that went down a little past her shoulders; her hazel eyes shone in the light of the airport. She was clad in a comfy coral sweater and skinny jeans as well as tan fur boots.

The sheep took a deep breath as she looked around. "Well, here we are. This is where my life starts." She said to herself, the sheep bravely attempted to navigate her way to the airport, her purple carry-on suitcase rolling behind her all the while. Looking around, being in a new state all on her own seemed really intimidating.

"Don't worry, Lamby. You can do this. You were just here recently." The sheep known as Lamby chided to herself,

Lamby had visited the state and met with a real estate agent a few weeks prior. The agent was a short penguin who was really nice. The young ewe came to her and was looking into purchasing a home in the area. She had looked at a few homes online and finally settled on this nice quaint little home in a quiet suburban area called 'Maskglen'. So she called up the real estate agent and scheduled a date to head down there and meet up. The meeting overall went extremely well, and by the end the sheep ended up signing the papers closing the deal. The penguin realtor gleamed as she handed the sheep her keys. Lamby was ecstatic as she flew home to finish packing her stuff and arrange a date to move. She was lucky that she had her family and friends to help her out though they were all going to miss her. Now she had finally come back and was here to stay.

After about ten to twenty minutes of trying to find the exits, the young sheep finally found the way out and called for a taxi. She loaded her bag into the trunk and climbed into the backseat.

"Where are you headed?" The taxi driver asked kindly as he looked at her through the rearview mirror, he was a large purple gremlin.

"Take me to this address." She showed him a piece of paper with a house address written on it.

"Of course." The Gremlin said, he started up the car and they were off.

Flamingo was relieved when she was able to head home for her lunch break. She worked as a nurse at the local hospital. During her high school and college years, she actually began a steady singing career with Black Widow which garnered her some fame and fortune. But after a while she grew tired of it all and retired from that part of her life. Following that, she finished obtaining her medical license and got a job as a nurse. Flamingo actually really loved her job. She thought it felt really good to help other people in need. But today was one of the most grueling days that she had had. She had to attend three different operations, then she had to work the receptionist desk for about an hour where the line was absolutely ridiculous, and finally she had to tend to over a dozen patients all by herself. She loved the job, but it was so tiring.

Flamingo tried her best to stay awake at the wheel. She caught herself falling asleep about three times before jolting herself awake. Before she knew it, she was finally home. Upon getting out of her car, she realized that something was...different. She just couldn't quite put her pink finger on it. As she slouched up the front porch, she took a moment to look around at all of the surrounding yards. She squinted her tired eyes to see everything.

"Hmm...Nothing looks too out of the ordinary," She muttered to herself as she looked around, "I mean, that Llama fellow across the street has his lawn perfectly cut as always, Miss Bee's flowers are in full bloom, the house next door got sold, and that place over there-." Flamingo stopped dead in her tracks and her tired eyes shot wide open. "Wait, what?" The sassy pink bird did a double take at the house next door that had remained Desocupadas for months. The realty sign in the front yard was still there, but something was different.

A large red "SOLD" sticker was slapped across it.

"Oh...my...God…" Flamingo said, surprised, "The house sold…" Her exhaustion was now completely gone. She hurried to grab her phone from the pocket of her scrubs. "The house sold! I gotta tell Butterfly! We're getting a new neighbor! Woohoo!" She cheered,

Flamingo phoned Butterfly and told her the good news. Butterfly, of course, was also very excited. The two best friends decided then and there that they would make the new neighbor, whoever they were, feel super extra welcome in their quiet little town.

Not one minute after Flamingo got off of the phone with Butterfly she noticed a taxi pull up in front of the recently sold house next door. Out of the taxi stepped a gorgeous young sheep. She paid the Gremlin driver and the taxi took off. The sheep smiled up at her new house, key in hand, practically bubbling with excitement.

"I'm here...My new home...I can't believe it." Lamby said excitedly, Flamingo only watched as the sheep walked up the walkway to the front porch and inserted the key in the front door, heading on into the house. It was obvious that this was their 'new neighbor'.

"Hmm...She seems nice enough; good taste in fashion too. I like her already." Flamingo said to herself, "But I'm gonna wait for Butterfly before we meet her. Besides, she probably needs some time to get settled in." Without another word, Flamingo went into her house as well.

Well, that does it for Chapter 1. I'll see you guys in the next chapter. Later! :D