Wooly's Crush

9: Lambs to the Slaughter

Wooly POV

"Knock, Knock!" We heard someone call out to us, words can't describe how delighted we were to discover that Javi and Miss Riley coming to join us.

"Willow!" She said, scanning her niece for injuries, "Are you hurt anywhere?"

Willow then glanced at me but then glanced down at our hands, prompting me to do the same. The realization that our hands were intertwined with one another made my heart race so hard, that I had to clutch it so she wouldn't notice. My thoughts were flying everywhere, but I didn't want to elude myself too much, we had a bigger problem on our hands. If it wasn't for Javi, and Willow's magical bag, this whole ordeal would be a dead end!

Thanks to a book Javi borrowed from his father, we discovered that Balam is intrigued by the human world and the fantastical beings that are said to exist there. Despite his interest, his passion is not considered evil, but rather all the more dangerous due to its mysterious nature. In his free time, Balam enjoys crafting children's picture books and has a fondness for anything cute. However, his voice is hoarse and rough.

Suddenly I see Amanda's face distort into a fearful look of recognition, as though she underwent a similar terrible ordeal.

"So, that's him!" She exclaimed, "The man in the headphones!"

Javi, after sharing a look with Willow, butted in on the interrogation.

"Wait, what makes you think Balam spoke to you through a set of headphones?"

"'Cuz that's exactly what happen when I read the script," Amanda sobbed, Hameln made me do it.

Willow and I went to her and embraced her to drown her sorrows away. I knew for sure that they were going to pay for what they'd done to my family, even though I might not see any of them again if we fail. Either way, our training began at once. I was so proud of Willow, Javi, and even Ms. Park as well. At the end of the day, I spotted Willow gazing pensively into the sunset. I gulped, as I trudged to her, to which she responded with a smile.

"H-Hey... it's a nice sunset we're having, isn't it?" I asked.

"Heh,heh, it sure is, bahahaha." She bleated back.

I sat by her side and tried my best to stay still, but my hooves won't stop twitching in search of her hooves to hold.

"Wooly?" She asked, "What're you thinking?"

This question made me flush visibly, as my heart thudded. I held her wrist and guided her hand, placing it over my heart. I saw her pupils dilate.

"Willow, I just want to say something, just in case we won't make it," I started, "I love you since the day you walked into that library--!"

Willow gently places her two fingers in front of my lips, to then mouth the words:

I know.

Before I tell what happened next, I have to set the scene. Back in the day, when our show was working its way to the top, Ms. Kate Park took any chance she got to promote our show to the many children that came to her library, including this one kid who is described as quote, "the weird one", you guessed it, Willow Mace. 

She looked sad most of the time, but each time Miss Kate would mention our show, she'd smile brightly, and even though her teeth had a little gap, in between, that smile meant a lot to me. However one day, she was really sad. I could see Ms. Kate walk over to her, and ask her what was wrong. Little Willow then responded that she was upset that Amanda was being so mean to me, and that I deserved better.

"He is so nice, and understanding towards Amanda, she has no right to treat him this way." I heard her say, "If I was his friend I'd treat him with respect."

I was so moved by her compassion, she became my only source of hope during my days with Amanda, I wished I could see her in person, but I knew that if she'd come here, she'd be a target for Amanda's... tantrums, back in the day I didn't realize she was under a hand of pure malice. Going back to where I was before I paused, I watched her gently remove her two fingers, and then does what I would later describe as: unthinkable. She leans forward, and my eyes shoot up in shock, as her lips latched onto mine.

I tried resisting it at first, but I couldn't help but sink in those new sensations, that I never felt before, and oh boy was this good. It was like sinking your teeth into the most juiciest peaches you could possibly grow, or better yet, swimming in a whole gallon of sweet peach nectar. I deepen the kiss, as I feel myself stroking her wool, for three and and a half seconds, if I was enjoying this, I would want for her to join me on this on too, why should I have all the fun?

Our kiss soon breaks off, but dizziness could still be seen my eyes. This would certainly be relived a thousand times! But when I regained my senses, I asked her what was the kiss for.

"Well," she said, "we don't know if we get to live past today, so there's no harm in just a quick kiss."

Despite the pleasant sensation, I used that new determination to help my family confront not only Balam, but the entire staff of the cursed studio. They thought they knew all the secrets of the studio, but they hadn't counted on Ms. Riley being familiar with hacking. We managed to get into the director's office, despite all the massacre, and we even had to fight the whole hellish hierachy of demons, with each one of them being more ghastly, and more scarier than the last.

In the end, they died as they lived, as total suckers (don't tell Amanda I said that though).

"Guys, the director's office is this way!" Javi warned us as he pointed to a nearby hallway. But just as we were about to step inside that hallway, a familliar scream was heard for a moment, but just one moment before the lights came back on.

"¡¿qué pasó?!" Exclaimed Javi.

We looked around in Panic.

"Wait," I say fearing the worst, "Where's Willow?!