The boy releases a long exhale.
Relieved to know the boy lives, Vin decides to attempt a different approach.
" let me start over, Hello. My name is Vin. I'm a ..."
He is rudely interrupted again when the boy starts sputtering.
"The Fuck?!...What!? A Ferret!?"
This riles Vin up to no end.
"You watch your mouth, and I'm not talking about your cursing. I don't give a shit about cursing. But... Ferret!!?? Do I look like a lowly simple ferret to you!?"
Vin is now pacing, waving his arms about. "No! I am a polecat! The most elegant and sophisticated of the Mustlids. Wolverine? Eat my dust! Honey badger? Bite me!."
His rant ends with his hands on his hips, glaring at the boy. Whom appears to have gathered his wits.
"How are you talking?"
"What do you mean how am I talking? The same as anyone else does."
This explanation doesn't seem to satisfy the boy. He remains dumbfounded.
"you're a .. err.. a polecat? They don't talk!" The last three words boom out loudly. The other humans across the way took no notice.
Letting out a small sigh, Vin's voice softens.
"Look. If I'm guessing this correctly. I think I'm misplaced. I don't belong here. I'm far away from my home. I don't know how I came to be here, or how to get back. I saw you, and felt I could ask you to help me. And that... that's the truth. Please, can you help me? I don't know what to do. Where to go. Please."
Vin drops his head. He isn't used to baring so much of himself.
Damn, that was exhausting.
The boy rubs both his palms over his face a couple times. His thoughts in a whirlwind.
Despite this being an obvious hallucination. Someone must have spiked my Sprite. I'm going to go with it.
"Hello, My name is Egon."
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مغامرةVin lived in a mystical World where some animals can speak. He is an overly confident weasel who never shuts up. Also has a habit of flirting with absolutely anyone. He wakes up one day in an entirely different World than his own. He has no i...
