Y/N is a clumsy goose who is not like other geese. She has so many bullies and fake friends. All she wants to do is be an actor on Broadway. watch as Y/N tries to achieve her dreams, can she do it?
As I reach the out-skirts of town the sun sets. I hurry over towards the center of town. The only thing illuminating the town is the street lights. I approach the the town square, and I glance to my left. As I look I notice a familiar face, I scamper over and tap his shoulder.
"M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-mark... i-i-i-i need a p-p-p-plac-c-c-c-ce to stay the night.." I whisper in his ear, he looks down at me flustered,
"Oh hey Y/N.. I have my cabin we can stay at.. if you remember it." he responds swiftly, We stare into eachothers eyes and we lean in.
"MARKY BOIIIIII, IT'S DINER TIMEEEEE" I hear his mom scream from down the street. We look at eachother awkwardly,
"T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-the c-c-c-c-c-cabin right?" I say flustered, he nods and runs off. I dally over in the direction of where I remember a cabin being when we were kids. A few minutes pass and I reach the end of town on the opposite side from where the werewolf camp is. I see a few cabins as I continue forward, but a particular red one stands out. I walk up to it and open the door. A smell of food washes over me.
"Who are you, dear?" An old lady says while pointing a gun at me.
"I-i-i-i-i-i'm Y/N, i'm looking f-f-f-f-f-f-for my friend'c cabin-n-n-n-n-n!" I say tearing up at the sight of a gun, my father died tragically to a gun. She looks at me and responds,
"Well clearly, this ain't the right one." I rush out the door and storm down the road crying looking for the cabin. I see a similarly coloured one and run in. It's dusty and appears to not be in use. The salmon pink walls are dull and the wooden floor creaks. I walk around, inspecting the cabins' condition. It's older than me and Mark, we use to play here as small children. I go into a small empty room with a fireplace and bed. I set up the bed with my stuff and decorate the rest of the room. I hear the door open, and smell Mark's cologne. He wobbles into the room and smiles.
"I like the set-up, looks very... you." He states, I blush ferociously. He comes up to me and kisses me. I feel my tail and ears dissapear, a true loves kiss cured my lycantrophy. And we lived happily ever after, THE END.
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