Ash started to cry. "Skrillex, no!"
I looked into his eyes. " Ash, Midnight needs me."
"He doesn't!"
"That psychopathic never stops crying when he starts," I muttered bitterly.
Ash sniffled. "I cleaned your glasses and helped you pack your bag," he paused, currently nostalgic,"and I packed a picture of us as babies."
Now, you see, when I was a baby, I moved to California. We grew up together. Ash was a nice guy, but I had to leave. I was sorry for what was happening. I fucking wished I had Ash going with me. That ocelot is an amazing friend.
Anyway, I was about to stowaway on a human bus, but I kissed my friend bye. Ash was snotty and wet eyed. The poor thing. I knew I would never see him again.
Taking a deep breath, I snuck on the bus and traveled to Etna, Maine, 04434.
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Californian Creepers
AdventureSkrillex Ender moved to California when he was a baby. He decides to move back to Maine, stopping at various human places. He arrives with a mischievous Midnight staring at him. Then a tragic accident leaves him in trouble. Midnight has to save him...
