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"What...?"
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"Where am I...?"
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Everything was white. Bloo wandered around, confused as he had never been before. This place... reminded him of when World had gone mad and erased everything in the toybox. Only he was alone now. And he couldn't see any exit up there...
"Hello...!?"
Hi!
"What...!? Who's that!?" Bloo looked around, but couldn't see anyone. Only more white.
Oh, I'm just a voice. But I'm not an important voice. I'm just here to introduce you to the ones who are important.
"Voices!? Am I going nuts!?" No matter how much he tried, Bloo couldn't recall how he got there. Maybe he was going nuts. "Show yourself, you coward!"
I can't! Listen, just play along with me here and you'll be back at Foster's really soon. Ok?
Bloo hesitated. Did he have another choice? "Fine, whatever. What do you want?"
I just want you to listen to what they have to say.
[You can now leave a review in this chapter, saying something to Bloo. You can also say why you like or dislike this fanfiction, if you want to. I'll write more based on what you told him. Thanks for reading!]