Over the Garden Wall

Chapter 6: Beatrice

WOODSMANs P.O.V.
Those pesky children ruined my daughter's lantern... well, her spirit. All of the oil... gone. All of my hard work to keep my daughter's spirit alive... gone. All gone and done for.
WIRTS P.O.V.
I was yelling and apologizing all at the same time. So was Greg. "but we solved your Beast problem!" I also said. And at that very moment, a dog walks up behind us. "That ain't no Beast," he yelled. "that dog ain't nothin' but a farmer's pet!" the dog started to whimper. I felt a cold chill and started to apologize again. "Listen... Mr. Woodsman. I'm really sorry, we were just looking for a way home." All he gave us was a piece of advice. To look for the nearest town north, and to beware of the Beast. I was just really getting tired of this Beast character.
GREGS P.O.V.
I was just casually making farting noises when Wirt asked how long we'd been walking. "have you it been listening to what I've said for the past 2 hours?" *continues to make fart noises* "well, you're no help at all." he says. Then we saw a sign. "1 mile to Potsfield" it read. Suddenly I heard a noise. "help! Anyone? Help!" Wirt says go north, so I say ok, but go south. That's where I heard the noise. "Greg!" He yelled. It was a bird! She was trapped in the thorns of a bush. "Oh. It's you again! Listen, help me out and I'll owe you a favor." she said. I quickly replied. "Cool! A wish?!" "No no no. I'm not magical, I'll just do you a good turn." "will you turn me into a tiger?" "Listen, I just said I'm not magical." "it doesn't have to be a magical tiger." I said. "Just help me out." so I did. And now this little blue bird can turn me into a nonmagical tiger.
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It's not the best. I'm tired and have a headache, but I really wanted to update it. Okay bookworms, bye.
~~Mia\(•A•)z (2fab4u)
P.S. thanks for over 150 reads :3