Merel's Dilemma

CHAPTER 1 - The Wedding

It was a beautiful, sunny day. Birds were chirping and flowers were blooming. (It's kill or be killed down here)

Today was the day, the day of Merel's wedding with her beloved cat, Lola. It was a female, but that didn't stop them from getting married. They planned it weeks ago, lots of invitations had been sent out to friends and fellow cats. The wedding was outside, with a beautiful scenery. Merel was getting dressed, while Lola was talking (I guess?) with her cat-friends, or whatever you call them. The first guests already arrived, and soon, the place was crowded. Little did they know, there was a person that wasn't invited, watching them closely.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS MY DRESS.", Merel's (quite pissed) voice rang out. Great start. "I don't fuckin' know, where you left it?", one of her friends, Lyanne, shrugged before walking off to god knows where. "Yes that's very helpful wowie amazing congrats", Merel replied to her friend that was already gone. After like a 30 minute search, the dress was found. Under a pile of makarels. They had a reason for being there, after all, Merel's nickname was Makrerel. Nobody knows why.

Soon, the wedding started, with Eren getting punched in the face. Like usual. Nobody really cared. After a while, the voices started to die down and when everyone was silent, someone farted. And it wasn't Makrerel, no, it was another Merel. Oh no. How horrible. "o shit sorry", she mumbled dryly and Lyanne facepalmed. "You dumb fuck.", she grumbled. Friendship goals. Lola got ready, as she stepped into the middle of the path, awaiting the arrival of her bride. The wedding bells ringed and Merel appeared, being led by her friend Misty, which was a horse, by the way. Lola was happy, she looked great, for a human. After Makrerel arrived, she picked up the cat and the ceremony started.

The priest started to talk. "Merel 'Makrerel' Huis, do you take this cat, Lola Poezerd as your beloved...wife...husband...cat thingy?", he asked, pretty much confused to death. Makrerel nodded. "Yee ok", she said. The priest moved to face the cat, somehow. "Now, Lola Poezerd, do you take this woman, Merel 'Makrerel' Huis, as your wife? I guess?", he asked. The cat only meowed. I suppose that's a yes? "Well then", the priest said, "You may now kiss the cat." Makrerel picked up the cat again and licked it. And the cat was weirded out. Everyone cheered. "Nice, you got married to a cat, the meaning of life!", Lyanne screamed, loudly enough for people in Germany to hear.

But they didn't know, someone was watching them, behind a tree.
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