PROLOGUE
I had the perfect idea. I would make myself older! Yes... That was quite impressive, wasn't it?
So I stopped and stared at the empty house which withheld the age-ifing device. I then slowly stepped towards the porch. You see, there was a secret keypad that would send you into the secret entrance of Kevin's secret laboratory/workshop.
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ith that in mind, I stepped onto the porch, but suddenly, I was transported to somewhere completely different!
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My eyes darted open to a dark room. It seemed familiar, but at the moment I had no clue of where I was...
But it dawned on me when I saw a chubby and malicious fox hovering over my head.
"Kevin?", I screamed, "What the hell is going on?!""Oh, Clash..." he replied, "I'm glad you're back."
"Back from Zootopia? It was a trainwreck!"
"No... The virtual reality world you were in."
I shot him a glare that would've shot through his skull if it could.
Angrily, I said "What?! What virtual reality world?!"
He sighed. "I put you in a virtual reality to see what it would be like if you actually took a trip to Zootopia- in real time!"
My eyes shifted from a glare to shock.
"Y-you mean... The whole time, I was in a simulation? A mere fake situation?!"
"Yes. I also told everyone that you left when I put you here- to make it seem like you were there, so that no one would ask any questions."
I literally stomped out of his lab while flipping him the middle finger. I couldn't take it! That jackass kept me in a simulation for I don't know how long! I wonder what had actually happened while I was 'gone'...
TODAY
OK, so now, after that, it was the middle of July. I know it's been a while, so I'll catch you up on everything that has happened. For the longest time, no one was in a relationship. Also, I had received my driver's license! (Even though it took three times...)
I forgave Kevin... Eventually. And, FYI, I never actually went. After that disaster, I never thought of going. Plus, I'm over that now. I gave those tram tickets to a nice little boy on the street, since I didn't need them.
OK, now let's get back to my normal life...
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Furry
Teen FictionMy name is Clash Grayson, a sixteen-year-old wolf boy. My world is filled with anthropomorphic, humanised animals called furries. Due to this, my life is... odd. Who knows what might happen in my life next? Some things in this story will be owned b...