Chapter Two: Welcome to Sockopolis
Chapter Two: Welcome to Sockopolis Ariel blinked rapidly, trying to process what had just happened. One second, she was reaching into the dryer, and the next, she was here —wherever here was. She slowly pushed herself up from the soft, fuzzy ground, her fingers sinking into what felt like… a giant wool blanket? No, it wasn’t a blanket—it was a street , woven together from every kind of sock imaginable. Some were striped, some were polka-dotted, some looked brand new, and others had clearly been through way too many spin cycles . She looked up at the sock standing in front of her. He was still grinning, his little button eyes twinkling. "You alright there, lass? Bit of a tumble, wasn’t it?" He chuckled to himself. "Tumble, get it? Us socks do like a cozy tumble dry! Only as much as we love a good pun!" Ariel barely managed a nod. Her brain was exploding with questions . "Where am I?" The sock puffed out his chest proudly. "Why, you’re in the g...