Welcome to this story made by Wintershadowcataco.
Prologue[]
Springwood was a little ancient village that was formed in the early 1700 hundreds, not much knew about it. The quiet streams flowed into the one spring that lasted for 300 years, it was said the spring could heal any organism, living or not. Springwood was a village in the woods, strangely it had much less trees than investigators thought there were. It seemed as if the investigators had traveled back in time when they saw the sight of Springwood......
Chapter one: Into Springwood[]
"But dad," groaned 13 year old Matthew Earthsword, "I don't want to go!", Matthew's father Mr. Earthsword looked at him sternly and hissed: "It's my job, you could have stayed home if your mom was home.", Matthew's mother had went to his grandmother's house. Suddenly the car in front of them honked, "Alright, we're here. Don't try to bother me while I Investigate this place." said Mr. Eathsword. "Sure, but what is this place?" asked Matthew, "Springwood, an ancient city formed in the 1700 hundreds." replied Mr. Earthsword. Mr. Earthsword then took out his wand, the staff of the duelist, "C'mon son, follow me and the other investigators, we wanna get back to home at sunset, and do not forget to take out your wand!" barked Mr. Earthsword. Matthew frowned and took out his Dragon staff before trailing right behind his father.
Chapter two: A Strange Sight[]
Matthew had to run to catch up to his father because Mr. Earthsword literally had to sprint on the path to start investigating. And at one point, Matthew got lost since he stopped to take a break. His eyes darted around fearfully, until he caught the sight of a young girl, about 11 standing by a spring. The girl's clothes were strange, as if she was a person from the 1700 hundreds, she had a bonnet on her head and she was also wearing a brown dress with an apron. The girl had also seen Matthew to and she raised an eyebrow before calling out: "Who are you? And why are you dressed so strange?". Matthew facepalmed, "How am I dressing strange? You're the one who is dressing strange." he replied sourly. "You haven't told me who are though." the girl said.
"Well, I'm Matthew Earthsword, my dad investigating this forest right now."
"Okay, I'm Mary Woodsong. What is investigating?"
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT'S INVESTIGATING???"
"Yes, I don't know, but was there a need for screaming at me?"
Matthew was completely shocked that he couldn't say another word. Mary glanced at him suspiciously, "You said your father was investigating our forest, what are you going to do with it? Destroy our village?" she said. Now Matthew was so astonished that he was going to get a heart attack. "Investigating is to carry out research or study into something and to discover facts and information, we are here to research about this old area and woods since it was deserved and we want to know more about it." he replied. “Oh.” Mary sighed softly “But Springwood was never deserted, our constable is still here, along with my fellow neighbors and friends.”, Matthew stilled, “Wait a minute, when were you born and what year is it?” he asked nervously, “Why, you don’t know? I was born on January 14, 1715. And the year? It's 1726." Mary replied. "Are you a ghost? But don't ghosts only live in the Puppet master's territory?" he choked, "You are right, ghosts do live in the Territoire du maître de marionnettes, but I'm no ghost, I'm not dead yet," Mary laughed, "You seemed to have travelled back into to time". "WHAT???" shrieked Matthew, "How is that even possible?", Mary laughed again, "Don't you know? You must be from the 1900 hundreds. Most of our visitors are from the future". "Bruh, just bruh. I'm from the 2020s." Matthew said coolly, "Computers aren't even invented in the early 1900s", Mary cocked her head to the left before shaking her head, "Well, I'm not supposed to be talking to you right now," Mary kneeled down and took out a wooden bucket before filling it up in the spring "I'm supposed to be getting the water from the spring for my sick grandmother," Mary said, "Water form the ground? It's dirty, your grandma will get sick." Matthew replied sternly, "This spring's water can heal any organism, living or not." Mary announced, "It's also for time supper, are you hungry? Would you like to come to my cottage?". Matthew couldn't stand how fast the conversation changed topic but he was starving, "Sure, you lead way." shrugged Matthew carelessly before following Mary into a little village.
Chapter three: Mary's Cottage[]
Matthew looked around the village, there were not sidewalks and roads where the cars should be, instead there were oxcarts and tiny carriages, and the ground was made of pebbles and large stones. "When are we at your house?" Matthew demanded, "I'm starving!". Mary glanced at him, "We're almost there, just follow me." she replied. Matthew staggered after Mary before stumbling upon a small cottage made of bricks. "Woah there, is this your house?" Matthew asks Mary, "Yes," she answered. Mary pushed open the heavy wooden door of her house and two young children surrounded Mary, "Yay! Mary!" screamed a boy with short brown hair, "Mary is back!" shouted a girl with short pale bangs, "Who are they?" Matthew asked curiously, Mary pointed at the boy with short brown hair "This is Oliver...." before turning her finger to the girl with short pale bangs, "And this is Annaliese!". Matthew nodded before a voice as sharp as a knife called from the house, "Mary! You back?" the voice called, "Mother! I'm back!" screamed Mary in reply, "W-w-who was that?" shivered Matthew, "That's my mother, she's expecting people to call her ma'am." Mary said without looking at Matthew, "But our Constable and teacher calls her Mrs. Woodsong or Ms. Springlight.".
"What, the constable and teacher can call your mom a different name while we kids have to call her ma'am?"
"It's common respect Matthew, not all children call her ma'am, I call her mother."
Before Matthew could bicker any longer, a strict-famed woman had appeared at the door, "Uh oh," breathed Mary quietly, "Here comes trouble!"
Chapter four: The Trouble[]
”What are you doing here Mary? AND WHY IS THIS STRANGER HERE?” screamed Mrs. Woodsong, before anyone could reply, Mrs. Woodsong clunked Matthew on the head with a teaspoon, Matthew suddenly lost consciousness, "Mother! This is Matthew Earthsword and he's lost and hungry, could he get some food?" cried Mary, "No. Work. No. Food. Those. Are. the. RULES!!!!" screamed Mrs. Woodsong. Well....Mrs. Woodsong was one of those people who could get easily mad, could they calm her down? Fat chance.