"Misfortune, I want you to be honest with me." There was a long pause for Misfortune to be ready for his question, then she nodded. I've made you happier than they could ever." He puts unclipped his cape and puts it down for Misfortune to sit on, revealing his muscular body. You don't have to be sad with your pathetic parents. "I'm trying to say that I want you to be my friend forever. He had a hard time explaining how he felt. "Why though?" To Misfortune, his feelings were too complex for a little lady to understand. The more times that fox came around, the more determined I was to keep you away from him." I truly enjoyed your company, I wanted you to be mine forever. "What are you talking about now? Is this more of your lies?" She pouted.
Misfortune looked up at his skeletal head, with her eyes all puffy. You were too unique to be simply costumed." But the more time I spend with you, the more I realized that I couldn't commit to my plan. "I need to tell you something very important." Misfortune finally stopped moving and listened to what he has to say. As she did, he could feel something wet she was crying again. Morgo held her gently against him in hopes she'd settle down, but she continued to struggle softly. "And where will you turn to when I do?" She shook her head with no reply. It was quite nice, her nose wasn't cold anymore. "Go away." She mumbled, her face being buried into his fur. "Little ladies shouldn't be pushing their rescuer." Misfortune tried to struggle her way out of his grasp, but being how exhausted she was, she could only gently push him away. A warm welcoming call, but it lied behind deceit. "Misfortune? Misfortune?" It was a voice she never expected to hear, Morgo's voice. Her hands reached around and a voice spoke to her. Her eyes began to open, but they still hurt from all the crying. It was quite soothing to Misfortune, as a heartbeat is often associated with a mother's love. There was a familiar sound coming from the fur, it sounded like a heartbeat. She closed her eyes and slowly succumbed into a deep slumber, hoping that all of this craziness was just a nightmare.Īs she was waking up, she was resting on something warm and fuzzy, like a cat. I hate being wet." Her body went to shivering, even her plaid coat can't keep her warm. "It could be raining right now and I'd be wet. "It could've been worse," she thought to herself. In the wilderness, it may seem like seconds, but who knows? It might've been hours. Then she lies on the dirt in defeat, lost all hope and gave in to cold isolation. She stopped in her tracks and crouches, too cold to press forward. Her teeth started to chatter from the drafts. She rubbed her legs and upper arms to make herself warm. She was walking on a naturally made path a path that she once walked on before with Mr. It was a clear night sky, the stars were shining brightly and the moonlight gave enough light for Misfortune to see.
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