Chapter 36: Chapter 36: “Please, and Thank you!”

WHIRRRRRRRR!

A body rapidly descended through pitch-blackness.

The sound of rushing wind breezed into the boy's ears as he fell until finally...

CRACKSHHHHH!!

The world around him shattered.

"Wuh!" Oz quickly sat up, fully alert, awake, and on guard as he observed his surroundings.

He was lying in a twin-sized bed with soft white blankets on top of him.

The room was made of what looked to be entirely composed of wood.

On his right was a wooden dresser with empty bowls, cups, and silverware messily stacked atop one another.

Even further to the right of this messy dresser was a window with parted curtains further to his right and on the wall.

To his left was a similar-sized twin bed with a sleeping body beneath the sheets.

Similar to Oz's side, there was both a blanket and a window to the left of the bed.

Oz leaned forward to peak through the sheets and spot who the slumbering body was.

He spotted smooth, silky black hair slipping from under the sheets, a boyish snore seeping from under.

'Hmph,' Oz snorted to himself with a slight smirk as he shook his head at the boy, 'it's a wonder how I slept through that..."

WURRRRR

Suddenly, Oz's attention was jolted by the sound of creaking as his gaze shot to the door at the front of the small bedroom.

The door finally fully opened to reveal Nana walking through with a visible sea of wrinkles under her eyes and a bundle of items wrapped in a white cloth.

She tiredly shuffled forward, not noticing Oz's gaze towards her at first until suddenly, as if by coincidence or perhaps by something more, she looked up and met his gaze.

CRACKK!

The baggy-eyed woman dropped the cloth sack she was holding, causing the sound of clanking silverware to sound off across the household.

WHOOOOSH!

Before Oz could even blink, the plump woman disappeared from where she stood, and the boy felt arms wrapped around his throat, 'when?' Oz wondered with a look of shock.

'So fast.' yet his internal alarms weren't going off, and he didn't feel like he was in danger; rather, this felt like a warm, comforting sensation.

Drip.

Moist tepid droplets trickled onto his shoulder, and soft sniffles gently rang out, "we all missed ye laddy." Nana croaked out whilst keeping her arms wrapped around him.

Her fiery red, fluffy hair and soft frame made him feel like he was hugging a teddy bear.

The syrupy aroma of brown sugar breezed into his nostrils, lulling him into a calm state.

Oz stood there shocked, his arms hanging idly at his side, before slowly lifting his arms and patting the woman's back before fully embracing her.

Time seemed to tick away, slowly counted down by every dribbling tear that had begun to puddle onto Oz's shirt.

Thoughts began to pop up in the boy's mind, 'No clue who this is, but... she may have her uses, mainly... telling me who the hell I am and what the hell this world is...'

Yet, a sudden noise interrupted the boy's thoughts.

CRRRRRRRR

The wooden floor by the doorway creaked, catching both Oz and Nana's attention as they whipped their heads to the door.

Oz peeled his eyes at the door, slowly tightening his fist from underneath the blanket.

Yet, Nana slowly unraveled her arms and gently patted the boy's head, "Now, now, don't be like that." a comfy aura oozed from her as she smiled at him, holding her gaze as if trying her best to keep his face in her mind.

Then suddenly, this whole facade crashed and burned, with no survivors left as she shouted with a thick accent, "AY, what're ye kids doin' messin' about?!"

Oz's eyebrows raised, 'kids?', as he wondered what the heck was going on, Nana continued, "Oz is up! Ye can come in but don't be too loud! Zee es still sleepin'!"

With that, it was as if a damn had been unleashed as a storm of tiny footsteps flooded the hallways.

Soon, a swarm of around 30 young children, all wearing brown long-sleeved tops and bottoms, rushed through the doorway, bright smiles on their faces as they all called out simultaneously, "OZ!"

With that, many of the bright-eyed children leaped into the air, trying their best to snuggle the "Oz" they thought they knew.

However, that would be in vain as parts of the wooden ceiling and floor morphed into flexible tendrils grasping at the leaping children and creating a line to stop them from further approaching.

"Grr," Nana looked around at the kids with a thick vein bulging from her forehead, "what did I just tell ye kids, huh?"

Her face was a mask of anger, but her voice was soft and tender.

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The children all looked around at one another and then at her nervously.

"N-not to be too loud..." They spoke in semi-unison except for one "comical" child, saying completely unrelated nonsense, "Wipe our butts." which brought about unrestrained laughter amongst the group.

Nana peered at this young troublemaker as he smugly smiled to himself, proud of his achievements of being such a funny individual yet also remaining hidden by his fellow classmates.

He would enjoy this victory in silence.

The young brown-haired boy, with a devious set of pitch-black eyes, admired the results.

Who understood the peak of jokes better than this 10-year-old himself?

However, this little stunt would not go past the eyes of Nana, as she gave a "motherly death glare," the look that says, "I know what you've done, young man/ young lady."

With that, she slowly reached out her arm and pointed at this child.

His eyes bulged, and his lips quivered as his fellow friends all spread out, leaving him isolated to accept this divine punishment from... "Banana Nana!"

A term coined by all the children as while Nana was loving and tender, none could deny she was absolutely bonkers, or rather bananas, and thus the term Banana Nana.

Nana's name was pronounced like Na (as in ant) and the second Na (as in uh).

Thus, the title suited her perfectly.

Now with the Evil Goddess of Crazy Bananas reaching out and ready to unleash her judgment, the 10-year-old boy could only shake in fear as Nana parted her lips to speak., preparing himself for his accursed castigation.

"No-" she opened her plump lips that suited her face perfectly, and though she was fatigued and had a weary look about her, the young 10-year-old saw only pure evil.

His eyes widened as she finished sounding out the damning consequence for pulling such a stunt.

Nana sounded the effect of his heinous cause, the punishment for his crime.

The children all stared aghast at the young boy before turning back to Nana, pure shock on many of their faces and many of the young girls sniffling about the loss of their dear friend and who they would consider a brother.

The boy slowly backed away, nearly tripping over as he struggled to process what he just heard.

Tears began to cascade down his face like a broken faucet, boogers and saliva running down the young boy's face as he groveled and begged for forgiveness.

"Noo... nooo... Nana, I'm shawwy..." the boy begged on all 4's, many of the surrounding children looking away at the disgraceful sight, with many of them quietly holding back their tears, all sending quiet mental tributes out the young lad.

"I- huh, I-huk, the boy began to hiccup as a small salty puddle began to form under his face, yet judgment was final.

"No butts!" Nana called out as she pointed to the doorway, indicating it was time for the young boy to go.

Slowly the child rose to his feet, wiping away the snot and tears and trudging out towards the door, many of his long-time friends looked on with tears of sympathy, yet none were brave enough to comfort the young lad.

At least not here, not now, lest they're subjugated to the wrath of Banana Nana's divine fury!

After seeing the cruel and inhumane punishment this unfortunate individual was dealt, even the most sweltering of flames of friendship were frozen over, with many of the boys and close friends of this unfortunate sufferer only able to look at the ground with tight fists.

Finally, with each step setting off the creaky floor, the boy finally left the room, completely out of sight and most likely on his way back to his own.

Quiet sobs and gasps could be heard, along with slow shuffling steps.

Many of the children hung their heads low, the exciting prospect of a reunion now made bittersweet by their comrade's fall.

However, Oz sat there dazed and confused, trying to figure out what the hell just transpired as he gazed at this woman, Nana, whose loving mother vibes switched to that of a Heavenly Emperor, with the children seemingly being her conscripts.

A look of confusion stuck on Oz's face as he tried to understand the severity of the situation as he thought back to the punishment Nana dealt out that boy.

He murmured to himself, "No... dessert?"

 

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