The Frosticon family all gathered around a camp cube, somewhere around the areas of the Frozen Volcanoes. Krog would get out a flashlight and turn it on.
- "So, are you all ready for some little.. stories?" Krog said, trying to sound as menacing as possible.
Slumbo made an unamused yawn, Krog would look over at him and glare.
- "What?" Slumbo asked, looking over at Krog.
- "Quit that yawning or I'll slap your yap shut!" Krog hissed.
Slumbo rolled his eyes in response. Snoof was wrapped up in a baby blue colored blanket he brought from home, sitting next to his two older brothers. He'd look over at Krog in curiosity.
- "What stories are ya gonna tell us, big bro?" Snoof would ask.
- "Some real SCARY ones, Snoof! Trust me!" Krog would make spooky like motions with his hands.
Snoof would slightly peek his head in the blanket, Chillbo patted him on the head.
- "I'm sure they're not too scary, Snoof..." Chillbo reassured him.
- "Yeah, besides for all we know if could just be all the times he emptied the fridge in the middle of the night." Slumbo said bluntly.
- "SHUT!" Krog snapped.
This caused Snoof, even Slumbo to jump at the sudden shout. Chillbo would give the elder Frosticon a stern look.
- "Anyway, enough talk!" Krog said, clearing his throat before beginning. "These tales I'm about to tell are the mysterious stories of our very tribe..."
Flurr would make a small gasp, shuffling next to Lunk who was already bound to be shaking in fear. Lunk would tug on the scarf he was wearing gently.
- "Mixels have said for us to be a very mysterious tribe, and it's all very true..." Krog said mysteriously. "There are rumors of ghosts, hauntings, and MANY more!"
- "Are the ghosts friendly?" Snoof would ask.
Krog would begin laughing, laughing to the point it would sound like an echo in the sky. He'd eventually stop and wipe a tear of laughter from his eye.
- "NO!" Krog yelled. "In fact, There's a tale about a lost princess in a cold broken palace... She will then TAKE you, and you won't be seen again!"
Snoof's curiousity turned right into fear, gripping at his blanket.
- "Okay Krog that's enough-" Chillbo would be interrupted.
- "And who knows..." Krog began. "Maybe there's a ghost out there who'd CHASE ya! Chase ya around and around in the depths of the Frozen Volcanoes!"
Snoof would instantly begin to feel terror as he covered his head with the blanket, it was at this point he was shivering and shaking.
- "I-I don't wanna be chased...!" Snoof whimpered.
Flurr, Chillbo and Slumbo would look over at Krog with rather displeased expressions, seeing how he made Snoof clearly terrified.
- "Krog! You scared him!" Flurr said.
Krog would shrug as if it were fine.
- "Oh c'mon! It was just a story!" Krog said trying to brush it off. "Besides, it's not like I.. chased him before..."
Chillbo would instantly glare at Krog.
- "Not cool..." Lunk said.
Slumbo nodded in agreement.
Krog would be making a nervoud smile before signing.
- "Okay okay, I'm sorry..." Krog apologize as he put the flashlight away.
Chillbo and Flurr would tend over to Snoof and attempt to calm him down, making the little guy pop out of his blanket.
- "I think we should have mixmallows now..." Snoof said.
- "Okay, little bro..." Chillbo patted Snoof on the head.
The Frosticons got out the mixmallows along with weenie burgers to add in, peacefully eating and forgetting about the whole spooky situation.
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