Down the Well
My first fic!
I’m going to post this in chapters, because posting it all at once would be way to much. I don’t think I’ll have a schedule for this, cause im really busy and my writing is very spontaneous. Anyway this is a Sander Sides fic, so yeah those are the characters. I hope you enjoy the read!
Chapter 1 - Logan
“Remus, what the fuck did you do?” Someone’s voice bounced off of the well walls. He couldn’t see a thing, but Logan could tell that it wasn’t just him and Patton who fell down there.
“Excuse me, I was unaware that a party was being thrown down here. Who the hell are you people?” The unfamiliar voice rang out again. Logan was laid out across the ground, and he could feel Patton clinging onto his arm. From a fall this far, someone must be injured. Logan guessed the fall must have been around 20 feet based on how few injuries he could detect, but an average well is around 100-200 feet deep. This didn’t make sense.
“Hello? Did we fall down with a bunch of mimes?” The voice rang out again.
“Apologies. I am Logan, and I feel down with my friend Patton,” Logan looked around at the cluster of people. He found 4 more figures besides him and Patton. He got up on his feet and began to look for a form of light. Speaking of which, it’s odd that there’s no light coming from where they fell. As he started to feel along the walls, he heard a soft thud across the well.
“Oof- ooo, you’re coming onto me already? Kinky!” A different voice spoke out. This voice was more nazzlely than the other’s sharp one.
“Awww, come on bro, I was just fucking around. Got nothing better to do down here anyway.”
“I swear, all you do is drag me into these disasters and then act like nothing’s wrong! Why do I even hang around you?” He heard a slap, which was responded to with:
“Oh, you want some to? I’m down for a threesome!”
Logan listened to the two argue some more, until he heard a groan from another section of the well.
“Remus, what in the name of Disney have you done?” Ah. Roman was down here too.
“Oh hey bro! Did you enjoy the fall? Did I ruin your hair?”
“Bro I’m gonna kick your butt!”
“Do you promise?”
“Oh, the lion, the witch, and the audacity of this bitch!”
A third joined the argument, until one of them- Logan assumed it was Roman- did a very exaggerated sigh and stopped talking.
“Ah, I believe I found a light,” Logan announced.
“A light? Whatever is a light doing in the bottom of a well?” The sharp voice spoke out again.
“Fair question. Frankly, I have no clue. But let me see if I can turn it on...” Logan trailed off and began to fiddle with the lamp. It felt old, with a wrought iron cage on the top. It had both a tiny glass bead dangling beneath it, and a large glass orb in the center of the cage.
“Hm. It doesn’t seem to work.” He headed over to the left, and found another lamp.
“Maybe if I try this other one…” He fiddled with it once more, until he touched a crest of a star on the base of the cage, where a needle stuck out and pricked his finger.
“Ack!” Logan pulled away and tapped the tip of his finger to check how deep the cut would be.
“How odd. A needle stuck out and pricked my finger, but there’s no blood, or no mark. Not that I can feel at least,” The lamp in front of him flickered, and he took a step back. The lamp lit up in a deep blue color, and another light lit a circle in the ground around the tile he was standing on.
“Woah, that’s insane,” A new voice. Logan looked to who said it, and saw a boy his age, maybe a bit younger, wearing a patched hoodie and ripped jeans. He had black eyeshadow and eyeliner on, and his hair was dyed a vibrant purple.
“Uh, hi,” The boy looked around. “Nice to meet you?”
“I know you already,” The other boy with the sharp tongue spoke again. He was wearing a black sun hat with a yellow ribbon, paired with a black button up with yellow stripes tucked into a pair of black semi-formal pants. He also had on long yellow gloves that covered up a portion of a snake tattoo on his right arm, and that tattoo went all the way up to the right side of his face.
“More importantly, is everyone just going to ignore the magic glowing lap over there?” Logan looked around the well. It didn’t seem like a well, as the room was large and the ceiling had been sealed.
“Odd. There is no hole that we could’ve fallen through. How did we get down here?” Logan saw as everyone looked towards the ceiling. He looked at the other lamps. There were 6 in total, each with a different engraving. One more was to his left, and the other 4 were to the right. Logan watched as Janus stood up and walked to the lamps, muttering under his breath. He started at the furthest right and stopped at the one next to it, which had some snakes engraved on it. He stuck his finger out to touch the crest, and a pin stuck out and stuck him, ripping a tiny hole in his glove. He took a step back in surprise, and then the lamp lit up in a vibrant yellow, and the circular tile he was standing on got illuminated from below as well.
