Wally Darling' Wife

The star

I was hanging out with Poppy like always when I noticed that Sally hasn't been around a whole lot. I wonder why. "Poppy, have you seen Sally, as of late?" "Now that I think of it, no I haven't." Now this is getting weird, Sally isn't putting on a show and now that I think of it, she has been acting weird. This is getting freaky.

[an hour later cause its like 1 am]

Well, it's nighttime I don't care I think something is over there at Sally's house, only problem, there is no one there. It's weird. It was no fun you, see? I'm heading back home for a cup of tea, when I hear a small voice, I hate this. I hate being near discs and big blue dogs like BARNABY! Yeah, I said it, I hated being around Barnaby, his jokes are always weird and strange, even Wally doesn't understand his jokes. But this is about Sally right now. Nobody else just Sally, she is like Julie but, more joyful, I don't even know if that's possible. 

THE next DAY

Sally wasn't up today either, not even Wally knows where she is, and he /strangely\ knows everything about everyone. Everyone did their jobs, I tried to do mine, be everyone's favorite friend (well not favorite, more like best gal) Be as it may, that I promised Wally, I would help him paint. He does mumble saying something about how much he hates the producers. Don't know what he means by that, but, he has /strangely\ more knowledge than anyone here, yet Frank is supposedly the smarty pants here. I don't know why but, I have been a bit moody. I think it has something to do with Sally being missing. She is the star to everyone's life. "Hello Y/N. Are you okay?" "I'm just fine, my good sir. Just abet gloomy since Sally is gone." "Yes, I heard about her disappearance, I do hope everything is alright." "I do too Wally." Then we started to paint, with Wally saying something about the producer again. Otherwise, it was a good, no, great time. I love being around him. I hope he feels the same one day. After we painted, I had left, politely. I went to see if my home was okay, like, my plants, my little paper dolls, and My flower garden. Frank likes to come to my flower garden they said that the bees are always there, and I do hope that one day Frank might teach me the art of bird watching and insect research. Just not spiders, they scare me too much. I don't want to see my plants and flowers gone. Yet as I made it home, the flowers were all destroyed and some of my plants were replaced with fakes. It made me sad, until I saw a strange smile, similar to Sally. Know that I think about it, she did mention her pranking side, but these were mean pranks, not funny ones. I'll think about it tomorrow I guess.

I thought I published this a long time ago XD

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