Ok, first off, I figured out the problem. Apparently, if I capitalize " ", it won't appear on the published document. IDK why, but that's just how it is, I guess. Secondly, I'm sorry I didn't update for a while. I'm going to be testing for the next couple weeks, so don't expect many updates. Sorry
Also, I just realized that instead of deleting my original chapter 2 and replacing it, I could have just edited it. Derp :P
The 100 Themes Challenge
3. Memory
It was a beautiful day for the citizens of the Beanbean Kingdom. Children frolicked, without a care in the world, happy to be alive. Shop owners were advertising their low prices ("Lowest of the season!" You'll never find a deal like this anywhere!"), so of course the adults were very happy. Even Psycho Kamek was happy, as he had finally managed to un-hypnotize himself. It didn't seem like anything would go wrong today, in the land of beans and humorously bad laughter puns.
Except for one loyal toady.
He hit the ice-cold water hard. It took him a second to shake himself out of his daze, and he realized that he was underwater. He sucked in his breath and flailed around helplessly in a desperate effort to get back to the surface, but it kept growing farther and farther away. He pulled out a manner of odd mechanical objects that were weighing him down to the depths, but it was no use. His lungs felt like they would burst from him holding his breath so long. Without thinking, he gulped down a mouthful of sea water. His eyes widened in fear of drowning… of dying. He noticed that his chest didn't hurt so much anymore… Be waiting a second of minsiculness! He thought to himself. He slowly let water pass into his mouth, and let out an exhausted sigh of relief. He must have landed in one of the sections in the ocean where normal water was replaced with some kind of water that supported lung-bearing animals. He looked around in awe at the coral formations and the glittery schools of fish. He had never devoted much of his time to enjoy the scenery, especially lately. He couldn't remember what he had been doing… it was just so pretty…
Great Mistress Cackletta! The thought hit him like a club and he started to swim frantically to come to her aid. It was a lot easier when he wasn't drowning. His head burst through the water and he coughed and gagged up the seawater; the transition from breathing water to air was not an easy one. His glasses were covered with water, rendering him absolutely blind. He attempted to rub the seawater off them, but it was no use. He finally gave up and looked up without them.
He couldn't see much. All he could really see was a giant blackish-grey blob (Bowser's Castle, he knew) and the sky (which looked like someone had spilled light-blue paint all over some clouds and wiped them all over the sky. In other words, it was blurry). He squinted to attempt to get a better look, and saw… something. He couldn't tell. He could see some white… yellow… orange… green… It hurt his head, trying to figure out who that figure was. He/she was flying through the air at high speed. Then something else came into view. They were still very blurry, but were recognizable, even from a distance. He grinned. Those pesky mustaches, Mario and What's-his-face, were running away from the castle. Surely the Great Cackletta (She liked to be called Bowletta now. He didn't quite understand why, but of course he obeyed.) Would be chasing after them any second now… he tensed, waiting for the figure he was sure would slide into his poor vision…
The castle exploded, bursting into a mass of red and orange.
He gasped in horror and began to tremble. Noing… this is not having realness… His chin trembled.
He never noticed the rock falling from the ruins of the castle.
He woke up hours later, stranded, on a sandy beach in Oho Oasis. He groaned and shifted in the sand. There was a big bruise on his head from the rock, and a little bit of blood trickled out of a small cut on his head. His once-grand pink leotard was now torn and covered in sand (He shivered, Harhall would kick his butt to the moon when he/she found out {he really didn't know the gender}). His glasses lay next to him, covered in sand and seawater. He sat up, looking around, when suddenly, he remembered the events before he was knocked out. His body began to shake and tears appeared in his eyes. He wrapped his arms around his knees and began to sob. Hopelessness and loneliness sunk into him like an anchor. He was tempted to look for her, but he knew it was hopeless. He was many miles from where Bowser's Castle would have crashed, and Grambi knew how long he had been knocked out. He sobbed and cried like a baby, beating his fists on the ground whilst screaming for her to come back. But he knew the cold, hard truth, deep in his heart.
She was gone.
Kind of a downer fic, but the last one was about a baby and the one before that was about love. I needed to add some tragedy! Also, yes I made fun of Harhall. Come on, we all know he looks kinda like a girl. Just admit it. (Also, that leotard seems like something Harhall would make. Just saying.) Anyway, that's all I have to say, so ciao!