heya kids...why don't y'all gather round the rocking chair and gamma'll tell y'all a story

back in my day of tedtalks, gucci brands, and shitty fortnite dances, us kids had a here website. no it ain't instasnap or that damn flitter shit. nawwwww it was called wootpad

gamma do you mean wattpa-

SHUT IT TIMMY YOUR A DAMN THREE YEAR OLD! GO WATCH MICKEY MOUSE!

anyhere where was i? oh yee, wattpad. a lit website full of aspiring writers, roleplays, and terrible fanfic. ahhhhhh those were the books

no one year, around huluween, my wootpad friendos and me decided to celebrate. everything was poppinton at the party, good fooders, boppin musica. everything was gucci! until...the lights flickered out. not even ten seconds passed by, and when the lights came back on, everything seemed fine, but it wasn't. something was missing, more spoocifically someone

who gamma?

I'LL TELL YOU TIMMY IF YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!

nobody knew what the lights had meant, they thought it was just a prank fox pulled to try to kiss bunny. until the next day, when blue went to go give muffin her beakfast, she was gone, no trace of her.

except a note that read

upon the dawn of autumn's eve

i take thee child for of the leave

if not returned by day of dead

she shall be mine, without her head

(p.s. i took the rest of the pringles. who the hell buys the pizza flavored?)

were they up for the challenge?