Robin is a 21 year old women. she was just driving one day to find a guy passed out on the train tracks. now that he gets her involved, they discover a huge entity is after every thing that holds magic and wonders. so Robin needs to find a way to ge...
Alright everybody I am back and I am so sorry about leaving this off I'm just shit at motivation
My car the most beautiful and modern car in town I saved up most of my life for this beautiful beauty.
(The car)
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But now this big idiot has his big dirty fucking shoes on my dashboard! I wanna stab him and kick him out right on the highway at 300mph.
"Get your filthy fucking feet of my beautiful dashboard!" I yelled while slapping his knees with my right hand.
"Ow, hey. Fine, fine,fine" He put his feet down.
I wished Cathy had found better shoes. The rest of the outfit was fine even the shoes, but they were so dirty. It made my skin crawl.
Getting to the hob goblins would take longer than 3 hours and even longer to find the stump.
This was going to be terrible.
"Alright I need some tunes." I turned on the radio and put on my favorite station.
"Your Listening to 29 radio, your favorite spot for the newest hits and our amazing news stories. Next up is 'a teenager in love' then 'please Mr postman' sounds like my wife when I got home last week wensday. And then finally the news story of the year."
The song had been a hit for odin knows how long. But hey who can blame them.
I looked at Viggo, he seemed lost in his own world, unable to escape.
"You've heard this one before?" I asked him trying to snap him out.
"Not that I think of. Maybe, it sounds really familiar." I seemed to confuse him even more, ugh this wayward witch's never make any fucking sense.
"Well it's been the hit fir about a month now so you've probably heard it before in a shop or something." I tried my hardest to distract him. But he continued to seem confused and at all lost.
"Each night I ask the stars up above,why must I be a teenager in love. One day I feel so happy the next day I feel so sad." I sang a bit of the song to cheer him up.
He than began to sing "oooowaoowaoo" We than sang the rest of the car ride.
sometimes he'd fall asleep or have a snack. After awhile it was so fun just to talk to him.
But it began to get dark and as he stared of into the passing scenery, I myself grew tired.
Finally we reach the stump, memories flooded back. I missed the old broken stump. Made from the oak tree that used to stand as a gate.
