Patty x Giraffe (IDK)

A Giraffes Love Story

It was Saturday night. I walked around the corner, ready to grab Giraffe for movie night. When I got to my room, I saw Giraffe on my pillow, as usual. Walking over, I realize he isn't even looking at me. His body was turned, looking to the right of me. My eyes shift to witness he was looking at Peepee my stuffed parrot. He was looking at another girl.

"Giraffe how could you!" I scream at him.

The rage inside me bubbling up. All those years together. He didn't even bother. I knew what I had to do.

"Patty, the movie is starting," I heard Liz say. I remembered she and Kid were waiting for me.

I grab Giraffe. Holding his stuffed body against me. I felt no more warmth. I needed to get rid of Peepee.

I walk into the living room with Giraffe by my side.

"What was that all about?" Kid asks.

"Oh, nothing," I exclaim, "I'm ready now."

"Okay then, time for some Mission Impossible."

I snuggle in with my blanket and Giraffe, at that point, forgetting all about what just happened.

The next day, I wake up, grab Giraffe and push him under the covers. He can't see what's about to happen.

Checking for the coast to be clear, I walk over to Peepee and grab her from her position on my stuffed animal tower. I then put her in my briefcase of other objects I will use. This is now the hard part. This may blow my cover and I may get in really big trouble. The hardest, most difficult part of the mission. Getting this briefcase past Kid eating breakfast in the kitchen, to the door that leads to the backyard.

I shuffle down the hallway to the kitchen, my heart pounding fast. I get to the kitchen.

"Hey Patty, whatcha doin?" Kid asks

"AHH!" I scream, not wanting him to say anything, "Oh nothing."

"Okay then."

"Fine! you tore it out of me. I am going outside to kill Peepee."

"Your stuffed parrot? Why?"

"Giraffe was looking at her, not me. I now need to get revenge."

"Yandere much."

"What?'

"Nothing."

"Okay bye."

I ran out of the kitchen as fast as I could. I almost died back there. He now knew my secret. I can't trust him anymore.

I ran to our shed full of tools with the briefcase and dropped it on the wooden floor. I pulled out Peepee and set her on one of the many metal chairs we had.

"I'm sorry Peepee, but I saw you and Giraffe looking at each other yesterday and I can't let you two be together. He's mine"

I grabbed a knife from the briefcase and prepared to strike.

The knife was at Peepee's neck now. I was ready to do what had to be done.

"I can't do this!" I screamed to myself, "Peepee doesn't deserve this!"

I remembered how only months before, Uncle Peepaw, Peepee's uncle, died from me dropping him down the stairs. That was a dark time, and it couldn't happen again.

The next morning, I woke up with Giraffe in my arms. I kissed him and said good morning, feeling great and now I knew I could spend my whole life with him...forever.