"Kids it's dinner! Come down!" Midnight's mother said. "Jesus I told her to come up and tell us. Not yell us down." Midnight scowled "Well why do you tell her that?" I questioned. "She's the loudest person in the neighborhood." Midnight replied calmly. 'Ohhhhhhhhhh crap...' I said in my head
Midnight ignored the neighborhood's groaning and came downstairs in pajamas that were very, very soft to be honest. "Mom stop. Forgetting. It's. Killing. THE DAMN NEIGHBORHOOD." Midnight scowled again. "...sawry.." Midnight's mother said. Midnight facepalmed.
Midnight's mother calmed down and, softly said "Okay... Your dinner is at the table." Midnights mother's face lit up when after she said that. Midnight walked into the dining room and, her face lit up. So did I when I walked in. It was a food I loved but, it seemed like I forgot the name. So did Midnight.
We devoured our dinner and, you should've seen Midnights mother's face when she came in. "Midnight goes upstairs please I'll catch up with the drawing and games," I said firmly. "Okay but, it's not my fault if you miss points!" Midnight rushed upstairs rapidly. "What can I call you?" I questioned Midnight's mother. "You can go by my nickname, Diane." Said Diane. "Thanks." As I rapidly rushed upstairs too.
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Midnight : The Beginnings {1}
FantasyThe story of a wolf that can't control her powers... {}HECK FINISHED{} ((this is old, judge me))
