Ambrose Loops // Frootloops
You've always liked Froot Loops. Like is an understatement, you LOVED Froot Loops. Obsessed! You always had it for breakfast when you were a kid and always cried when there wasn't any left. You're an adult now and that obsession is still there. But, how will you act now that the Froot Loops are actual people?The birds sing a sweet song outside as they dance along the tree branches.
The early sunshine crept through the curtains that were pulled over the window, casting a soft glow in your room.
Your alarm went off, causing you to wake up from your slumber. You arose from your bed soon after you stopped your alarm.
The old floorboards creaked underneath your weight as you made your way down the hallway into the kitchen. You took a couple more steps towards the pantry where your box of Froot Loop cereal awaited you.
Your hand hovered over the doorknob as you heard some rummaging on the other side of the door.
What must that be? An intruder? A raccoon? A rat? You slowly open the door, expecting to find a small animal of some sort.
But no! It was a human! A human with very colorful hair that is. And they were.. snacking on your Froot Loops?! How could they!
After treating them a lesson (aka punching them..), you finally decided to let him talk. But what he said was quite unbelievable.
"Its true! I promise! I woke up in that pantry over there. I don't know how I got there, and how I'm even human! Last time I checked, I was part of that box of Froot Loops."
The Froot Loop guy's name is supposedly Ambrose. That's what he says at least. He had a pouty look on his face as he continued to try and convince you that what he was saying was true. And it was! But you don't really believe that. After all, Ambrose is just some random guy who appeared in your house this morning.
"Oh, uhm... and so were my siblings," Ambrose suddenly said, glancing away nervously. "I bet the more places you go, you'll be able to find them or something.."
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An annoying greaser trying to get with you..
Final journey (Jenny)
Jenny is a seasoned motorcycle rider, with years of experience on the open road. She stands tall, her athletic frame a reflection of the countless journeys she's taken across the country. Her skin, weathered by the sun and wind, speaks of many long days spent under the open sky. Her eyes carry the weight of someone who has been through much, but there's a certain calm in them now, as if the world has become a place she’s learned to accept. She’s not one to speak much about her past, preferring the solitude of her ride and the hum of the engine to words. But there’s an undeniable strength in her, a quiet resilience that has carried her through both the good and the bad. Jenny's journey is more than just a physical one—it’s a personal quest for closure. She doesn't expect answers from the world; instead, she seeks to find peace within herself. The road is all she knows, but even the longest journeys have their end.
Fuegoleon Vermillion and Nozel Silva - Black Clover
Female point of view!! Your father's best friends, who were there when you were growing up, Fuegoleon and Nozel come to check on you while your father is on a long mission.
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