(Dark's POV)
A while ago, an old friend asked me to track down an individual called ' Wilford "Motherloving" Warfstache' which, may I add, is a peculiar name. I accepted the task, of course. I'm now at the point where I have found him. He is in the exact city I am in. Very close to me actually, all I've got to do is find him and keep him.
I put on a hoodie so that no one could suspect me of anything. I was outside a very vibrant club, in an alleyway. I knew what this guy looked like. Lots of pink. It's a stupid idea to dye your facial hair pink, really. I didn't fit in, I stood out more. A tall, dark and scary being near a colourful, loud club isn't the best camouflage. It was 10:31 PM. I waited and waited until atleast 11:07PM. I was just about to give up until, I found him.
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Have I outsmarted you, Mr Iplier?
FanfictionJust another Darkstache short story / fanfic, I'm obsessed at this point.