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Hey There, Daydreamer

Summary:

When asked (read: voluntold) to go into the dark, creepy, and ominous closet to retrieve a pack of chalkstick, there are many things one would expect when going in there.

Spiderwebs, mops, miscellaneous piles that look like people..

An entirely new world should not be one of those.

Chapter 1: last one and then i shut the fuck up :0

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hi, before we start, i'd like to preface this by saying this fic is currently being rewritten! rather than being deleted, chapters here will be copy-pasted over because i'm sentimental and would like to keep comments </3 the original version of the fanfic can be found on my wattpad account: hyrulesfav. it's unedited because anytime i start to look at it, i cringe at what a clusterfuck it was.

if you decide to move past the rewritten chapters, it will be glaringly obvious which chapters are from 2018 and which are from 2025. in the original, kris was referred to by he/him pronouns, and that was before i learned they used they/them exclusively. i'm like 97% sure there were instances where i used the incorrect pronouns, however, please be aware it was not in bad faith and really just 2018 me not being aware.

i think that's all?? uh. i love kris/[name]/susie/noelle (not canon) to death, ralsei is their platonic soulmate, lancer is their son, and berdly is their dog, gbg very much still exists, and i love toxic yuri

have fun and ignore any spelling mistakes because i am dyslexic 👍🏽

(someone remind me to delete this chapter when i move past the copy-pasting and start making original chapters </3)