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It was quiet...
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Too quiet...
Something was definitely wrong here. John couldn't place their finger on it. Some movement from the corner of their eye caught their attention, making them turn around from habit.
A figure crashed into them, they let out a squeak as both they and the figure crashed into the floor with a thud. Panic almost surged through them before realizing that it was God who tackled him.
"God...?"
"My child!! I am glad to see you alright!! Apologies for tackling you!! I just couldn't hold back my happiness..!!" He stood up and picked them up easily, giving John a gentle pat on the head.
That caught John by surprise as suddenly God picked them up again, carrying them off somewhere.
"Err...where are we going? Is this even canon to the story?" They asked out of the blue, looking at God with a questioning look
"Ah no, not at all!! Non-canon all the way!! Cmon, we're going to celebrate something important!!" God cheered, walking to the main cabin where most of the survivors were. Strange for John but oh well.
It was only darkness when the two entered before the lights flickered on and the sounds of party poppers went off.
A large banner with the title '1k hits woohoo'!!' stood overhead as the rest of the survivors cheered and clapped.
"I suppose I should've told you...but they insisted on a surprise party. Afterall we've gained quite the traction!!" He chuckled a bit at the statement, wings flaring up a bit as He placed John down—to then he was immediately tackled onto the floor by Two Time.
"What a great achievement indeed!! We have reached new heights my dear sinner!!" Two Time exclaimed, their tail wagging a bit in excitement.
"Alright Two Time, you should probably get off of John now.." Elliot said with a slightly worried tone, his smile a bit nervous as he had his hands clasped together.
"I'm fine I thi—" John didn't even get to finish their sentence before Chance blew a party horn right infront of John's face. Which of course—activated their instincts almost immediately.
Chance would've been met with a punch so hard he'd go to heaven if God hadn't held back John and firmly brought them back to their senses.
"Now now John...This isn't reprieve just yet..." God had said with a firm tone, lightly scolding John for almost punching someone that wasn't an entity.
"Oh uhh sorry...Reminded me of a certain entity..." John quickly apologized, though their tone held a certain disdain for a certain mention of said entity.
On cue a yellow smiley face appeared with its eyes closed, before it could open its eyes John threw a hard punch straight at it. The entity, upon contact with the fist imploded into yellow dust, dissipating quickly.
"The prideful one appearing right as I mention my dislike for it, a bit ironic isn't it." They chuckled lightly a bit as God simply closed their eye in relief. Atleast it wasn't another person this time...
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR 1K HITS!!
Enjoy this non-canon special!!