Part 7: i forfota title

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Y/N finally was able to escape the sewer. they weren't emo anymore too so like yeah good job ig. anyways, as soon as they completely got outfrom the storm drain, they felt a presence behind them.

"hey Y/N"

it was abby. abby mallard. the 'ugly' duckling. Y/N for one thought that abby looked hot asf. Y/N teared up and hugged the girl behind them. they buried their head into the crook of abby's neck and sobbed violently enough to impale someone.

"Y/N, what happened? why are you crying? and why are you trying to subtly shart your pants?"

"Oh, Abby. it was terrible. chi-chi-chicken little he-he-he..."

"Shhh... it's ok, Y/N." abby lifted Y/Ns face and stared at them dead in the eyes. like- their eyeballs were touching bro thats weird. "if you want..." abby stood back a little "we could go over to my house if you want!"

Y/N wiped their tears and smiled uncomfortably because there was literally shit in their pants. "sure." ,:,)

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