Chapter 7. Exorcise the Homos

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Although Mai was a student at O'Donnor high, she was actually there for another reason. A deep, dark reason.
"HELLO LGBTQ COMMUNITY, TIME TO GET THE DEMONS OUT!"
Mai was a homophobic exorcist that only pretended to exorcise homosexuality. She was unusual, but not for the reason you think. She was also..a bear. Her backstory was that she was a terrible strict mother who wanted her daughter to marry, but the daughter wanted to let her red hair fly in the wind while she rides off to the sunset. Then her daughter went to a witch and got a cake for her mom to eat. What she didn't know it can turn people into bears. This made Mai a bear. Mai took her bear hands and broke through the door. There in her sight, was a long haired boy named Callin passionately hugging Mykol. Was Callin Mykol's side piece?!?! "I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but it seems that your honeymoon is over!" She yelled.
She took out her makeshift Ghostbuster tubing out and started making vacuuming sounds since it was poorly made. The couple stared at her, it was quite embearissing. "Why are you guys just pawsing, DIE!" Mai growled. They got up and held paws and walked away. It was hard for Mai to fit in. Even though she was the queen and had a castle, she was still very poor. She was from Garcialand, automatically making her rich. She was so sad. If only someone would step into the pawtrit of her sad life. She walks away until!
"OUCH! Watch it you Mexican ching chong." hissed Haylee.
BADUM! BADUM! <3333333
Mai was in love!
She found her soulmate furever!
NO! It's too soon! It's not pawsible to find love this fast.
"Groowwlll..." Mai flirted!
Haylee took interest in Mai's clothing. She touched the cross, BUT IT TURNED OUT TO BE A SILVER CRUCIFIX! SHE WAS BURNT!!!
"HISSS! Your cross! I-I can't-"
Mai clutched her cross. She couldn't bearlieve it.
She couldn't have this bearible in her way. She needed to feel Haylees bear hands again. Fur it wasn't even pawsible to live with this bar-bear-ric fate. She needed to do something.
























For she was her bearitto.

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