NOT YOUR AVERAGE FANFIC

The End of Onchao

as we make our way to the unicorn meadow, i beg Simo to tell me why he wants Onchao dead.

after so long of asking him and pestering him and biting his ankles, he finally relents.

"i want onchao dead because... he framed my mom for murder!"

i gasp, air sucking into my lungs dramatically. At first i don't believe it, and then i do because actually Onchao has always had an evil side i think.

"so what is the plan?" i ask Simo, my lip quivering.

"don't worry, i know what i'm doing

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when we get to the unicorn meadows we immediately go up to Onchao. he neighs and whinnies and snorts and chuckles, the music playing in his head delighting him, but the fear in his heart paining him. he shrieks in fright, sensing his oncoming murder, the whistles of the Centopian Horse Language echoing across the field. he is afraid.

Lyria scitters across the pasture when she hears the braying of her only son.

"STOP RIGHT THERE!" She bleats, racing to where we stand. Shaun, the sheep, right behind her.

but before she can say anything else, Simo turns on his favorite screamo music to put the unicorns asleep.

instantly the little horned horses are fast asleep.

as soon as that happens, Simo takes out his bug dust. slowly, quietly, we make our way to the sleeping form of the unicorn prince. Simo hands me the bug dust.

quickly, before anything can distract me, i shove it up his nostrils in one fell swoop.

he starts morphing into a little roachy beetle, until he's tiny enough to crush.

without a second thought, I squish the little Onchao bug under my heel, hearing the crunch and squelch of his tiny bug body being crushed to death in the grass. he let out a little "Wheeee... Ouchie!" and then he was gone. There was nobody left to love him anyway.

AUTHORS NOTE:

So lately i've been a bit stressed what with the kidnapping of my son. i don't think he's in greenland anymore... if you find him, return him to me pleaseeeee. this is what i look like so you can find me...