𓍊𓋼𓍊𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖚𝖓𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖓𓍊𓋼𓍊

・・𓍊𓋼𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐 𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖓𓋼𓍊・・

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The sky was tar-black and the large clouds were blocking the brilliant moon from view, the rain came down with the light noise of thunder, and the air was damp and musky. the wind howled and shook the trees, and the klater of horse hooves and wooden wheels could be heard as a voice called out from their hay cart "the beast is upon me !!" the old rider yelled. behind the rider in his haystack Greg peaked his head out shushing a small duck "Greg is there a beast out there ?" wirt called out from within the haystack.

Greg hummed for a moment before sliding back under the hay. "I found a duck" the small boy informed holding his duckie companion, the group at the moment were all huddled under the hay, Greg's frog nestled in (y/n)s lap. At the same time, Beatrice sat atop of Greg's head "do you know how to make eggs from a duck ? I'm hungry," he asked "what about the beast ?"Wirt asked while the rider hollered once again "the beast is upon me !!"

"I didn't see any beast, that driver is nuts" the small boy reassured, Greg hummed in hunger rubbing his mall stomach"mmm nuts" Wirt let out a sigh of relief "phew! That's good" "good? that crazy driver is setting us way off course!" Beatrice grumbled "really ?" (y/n) asked absentmindedly petting the frog on the head"yeah! who knows where we are now with that guy acting all bananas" the blue bird grumbled "ooh banana nut duck bread" Greg hummed. suddenly the rider's horse neighed out in fear over the sound of thunder and took a sharp turn sending the haystack off the cart. the group emerged from the hay and in front, a tavern stood in the clearing. Beatrice hummed perched atop of one the duck's heads "well, finally some good luck."

"let's go to this creepy tavern and ask for directions" thunder rumbled loudly, wirt mumbled a bit "but it's creepy. why don't you guys head in and ask for directions and I'll just wait out no, wait, i-i don't want to be out here. how about you guys-" "just go to the tavern!" Beatrice interrupted his nonsensical rambling flapping her wings at him in a irritated fashion "ok! ok! but you're asking for directions'" he mumbled "yeah, yeah, ill do everything" Beatrice dismissed annoyed

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pushing the big dog out of the tavern's doorway. the tavern was slightly crowded lit in a light glow coming from the fixed fireplace, tables lined up next to the walls a band on the stage played calming music as the group settled at a table, Greg placed his frog on a chair patting it while he talked "you. wait. here. I'm gonna get us some food" (y/n) sat in a chair next to wirt as Beatrice sat on the table "well at least they have music" wirt thought out loud

"Well,  hey, there, peach pots watcha doing around- hey! What's that bird you got there ?" A woman asked the teens. She had long lashes and black hair and a cute voice to match. Wirt tried to answer "well-" "I am Beatrice" the bird introduced herself with a flourish "these three sweet kids and I got a bit lost in the—Aah!" Beatrice tried to explain but got whacked upside the head by the woman " no bluebirds allowed in my tavern! It's a bad omen when a bluebird enters through your door. It's bad luck!" the lady said in an irritated tone

"lady bluebirds are good luck," Beatrice said annoyed "we bring joy and happiness to the- Aah!" Beatrice tried to explain again but got whacked once again "good luck, bad luck,- I don't need any of it!" The woman ranted with a hand up to her hip.

Beatrice hid behind Wirts neck yelling out to the woman "curse you, lady, you'll die someday and I'll laugh! Laugh!" The broom hit Wirt upside the head by accident sending him toppling over with a grunt. Beatrice scoffed irritated hovering in the air with her wings
" forget this. I'm out of here. Wirt, you get directions" she huffed out turning to the door "w-wait" Wirt weakly called out ( while (y/n) helped him off the floor with a worried expression) "just do it!" The bird huffed, the fluffy dog from before closing the door behind her.