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I'm so glad your my friend- :333333

Yeah my family is a bunch of dorks trust me I know what Star Wars is- 

Tell me about it, when i was like 7-8, my dad forced me and my sister to bing watch ALL the star wars movies, in one sitting. -v-

YOOOOOOOOOOO-

THAT'S WHAT MY DAD DID TO ME!!!!!!!!

. . . 

BOI I KNOW WE AIN'T CLONES-BUT ARE WE CLONES!!!!?!!?!!

.....ARE YOU MY BROTHER FROM ANOTHER MOTHER!? 

. . . . . . . . . . .Welcome to the -last name- Family! We are nothing but chaos!! :D

....sobs- 

AAAAAAAAAAAANYWAYS JESUS WE GOT OFF TRACK-

CAN I START NOW!? 

FOR. THE. LOVE. OF. GOD. PLEASE. WE'VE WAITED-(Okay well i kept you waiting-), THE ENTIRE DAY!!

Anyways-LOOK I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO USE HIM, SO JUST UPPER PART OF SNAKE BOI-

YEETUS-

ok. 

I. SHALT. START. NOW AHEM-

Penny


Bring me your undesirablesssss.”

Dawn was approaching, and the muggy forest air brought no relief to the deep chill in her bones.

“Bring me your unwanted. Your unloved. Your friendlesssss.”

It was just Penny’s luck that she qualified.

Four sister villages, and one monster lurking in the forest. Dark creatures had been stealing livestock and the occasional resident for several years now. When the sheriff of one town had disappeared without a trace the villagers decided they had enough. It was better to throw their cards in with a sentient beast who could be reasoned with. Banding together, the villages sent a party off into the woods to find the creature that dwelled within.

It had asked for four things.

“One from each village.”

She could’ve cried. It would’ve been so much easier to cry, but Penny didn’t. She kept on a brave face as the villagers marched her deeper into the forest, into the naga’s territory.

“Here,” cried one when they reached the ring of fog. “We’ll leave her here.”

Penny stared at the wall of fog as they untied him. There were rumors about it. Supposedly, the fog was conjured by the naga himself and acted as a barrier. It was the only truly safe zone in the entire forest. Nothing could get in or out without the naga’s permission.

Someone gripped the back of her shirt, making Penny squeak. She could feel the villagers roll their eyes and snort as they dragged her closer to the fog.

“Try to give him a decent chase, will ya?” he said before tossing Penny over the edge and the farthest she’d ever been from home.