So, you see,
the way you see Inklie is actually not how he started off.
And The Hoodling wasn't always as evil as he turned out to be.-

As a matter of fact, you may- or may not- be supprised to know that Inklie is actually The Hoodling's son. -shocking noises-

Oh forget it, if people really want to know i'll do more but eh. Im tired and can't think. :'U Have the old Nickalie and the present Inklie then :'D
nhnnnhn.
welp. night'
mornin'
-dies-

*sadly sits down a bowl of popcorn and returns to the shadows*

Aw nu :'D

I cant sleep so i'll just write it now X'D

Okey dokey soooo-
Nickalie (or inklie) was the pup of The Hoodling and Sourpatch.
Though, His dad really loved Nickalie too much. He spent more time with him than he did with Sourpatch. The Hoodling and Sourpatch fought a lot and it restrained Nickalie from getting sleep one night and he decided to take a walk into the woods.
He walked awile untill he started to get tired, but as he turned to go home his surroundings changed slighty. In a blink the town turned into a forest. A dark forest shaded in purples and pinks. He felt confused and scared. Maybe he was just tired. Though he was, but it wasnt the reason why. Here and there he'd hear someone whispering,"tick.. tock.. tick". He'd look around trying to find who was making the noise, but only found a strange purple fruit lying on the ground- it had a bite mark on it too. It wasnt there before. But immediately heard the voice again but it wasnt as demonic as before-

"take a bite , child. I promise with my dear heart, soul and mind that if you do, your parents would be happy again. Its what you want most right?" Of course, thats what Nickalie wanted most, but his mind grew blank. He honestly didn't know what to do. He thought he may be dreaming. /It must be a dream. Why else would I suddenly hear strange voices and be sonewhat teleported to another area? Obviously if I eat the fruit I might be able to wake up and everything'll be normal. It's just a nightmare, and ive had these before! I'll just do what i normally do./ So, with these thoughts in mind he took a bite. It was sour. Really sour. And bitter. But managed to just swallow it. The after taste was unbearable. But wasn't as unbearable as the pain he began to feel. This wasnt normal. Why didn't he wake up?

-Drag0ny does appoligize if the story is terrible :'D-

K ill write more in da mornin' -u-

Nobody's probably reading it anyway, im not a good writer or nothin' :'U

To be continued :'D

Dood that was an awesome story. :'O)/

Gawsh Inklie you look more pathetic than my dog, and that's saying a lot.
*reaches arms out*
jUST LEMME HUG YOU.