Five Nights With Mythical Counterparts ||DISCONTINUED||

Surprise.

Well, I done goofed. I was super lazy, didn't do my homework, got detention more than I was supposed to, and yep! This chapter ain't out yet either.

I don fucked up.

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Once all the supplies were gathered, the fire was started and all the caught fish were cooked. Meal time took longer than expected and by the time everyone finished eating it was twilight hour. Fritz and Fritzy ended up eating the most, and somewhere along the way they both found sugarcubes and cookies. The ginger fairy ate those all before they came back with the supplies. Jeremy #2 stared up at the darkening sky, watching the last traces of day disappear. Suddenly, a loud ringing sound filled the air, and Jeremy #1 looked around for the source, until he realized it was just the Phone Guy was getting a call. PG sighed.

"Hello?"

"Hey Scott, its your Boss." Could be heard from the receiver. Everyone stared at him, they never thought the phone was... real. Everyone, including Vincent, thought it was a mask.

"What is it?"

Rage could be heard from the other side of the speaker.

"None of my workers showed up today, and what surprised me the most is that none of you are home, and Doll didn't show up either!!!" 'Boss' shouted.

"Wait, Dolly didn't show up?!" Mike asked, wide eyed and startled.

"IS THAT MIKE?! TELL HIM TO GET HIS LAZY ASS BACK TO WORK" Boss shouted through the poor phone guys head.

Mike frowned, but didn't say anything.

Soon, the call ended, the Boss getting the last word:

"Fine, I'll give you your time off, but its going to cut from your pay."

"H-he sounds mean..." The satyr whispered, catching every word with his pointed ears.

"Naw, not mean. More like a fucking douche tard that will do anything to cut our pay.", Mike grumbled, rubbing his head and careful to dodge the scars.

"Heh, sounds like the Boss of part of the forest. He will do anything to get money." The gargoyle piped up.

The satyrs ears flicked as he realized that someone was nowhere to be seen.

Messenger Scott.

He looked up at the sky, and realized this was the week of the full moon, where all the night creatures become vicious and the werewolfs are active hunters.

"Um, g-guys, d-do you think w-we should get m-moving? I-I mean, I-its the full week..." Jeremy #2 stuttered, trying to find out the polite way to say 'Lets get the fuck out of here'.

"Shit." The stone dragon looked up at the moon and realizing the young satyr was correct. This was the one week every month that the full moon stays.

"Wheres Scotty~?" Vincent hissed.

"Somewhere, he'll find us, he always does." Mike said, rather quickly as he wrapped his tail around a sleeping Fritz and set him down on his back. He did the same for the others, the Phone Guy holding the fairy and he kept the satyr in his tail.

Without warning, he ran. He ran faster than anyone has ever seen anything do, and faster than the gargoyle knew he could run.

"HOLY SHIT!" Mike #1 shouted in surprise, clearly terrified for his and everybody elses life. Jeremy held on tight to Mikes arm, not wanting to fall off.

A good 25 miles later, the gargoyle reached his limit and fell to the ground.

"Damn, you must have really been scared." Vincent the Naga hissed, smiling.

"No, I just waned to get as far away as possible." He replied, weary and in a way that said 'You would to, now shut the fuck up.'

"What exactly was so dangerous?" Scott asked, looking around and finding trees, trees, and... more trees. Okay, that was sort of a lie. There was mostly trees, but there was some spaces where one could have enough room to build a mansion.

"Look up." The satyr replied without a stutter or the slightest bit of hesitation. Fear lined his voice as Scott looked up, finding the Full Moon bright in the sky and, oddly enough, it was a glowing yellow color. The stars stayed the same color, and the sky seemed to be a mix between the darkest shades of Black, Purple, and Blue.

"Whats so bad about it? That's the most badass sky I've ever seen."

"That'sssss only for thisssss week. The werewolvesssss and creatures of the night are way more active, and ready to kill." Vincent replies, attack mode engaged.

A low growling sound could be heard from all around them. Vincent #1 eyes widened, there was at least 5 wolfs surrounding them.

One of them made a move and lunged at Mike #1, and Mike (being Mike), socked the poor thing right in his snout. He whimpered and backed away, only to be attacked by a dark brown wolf with black spots. The weirdest thing, though, was he was wearing Scotts red messenger cloak.

When that wolf was mauled and bloody, he killed off the other wolfs who tried more than once to kill him and his friends.

This black and brown wolf was Scott the Messenger.

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Welp. I- im pretty sure I do good on this chapter, what do you think?

The picture is of young Scotty werewolf eating his favorite food, the rabbit.

Stay Awesome, My Enders.

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