The pet

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The rock flew from the demons hands into the forest, knocking down a few tree branches. He chucked a few more into the trees until a quiet whine was heard from a branch and the creature went flying to the ground.

"Told you, you would hit something." Wirt scowled. He told Bipper to stop a few minutes ago and just gave up after he continued to throw rocks.

Bipper smirked and raced off to the creature. Wirt waited until he got back with a half dead squirrel in his hands. Blood dripping from the rodent and all over Bipper's suit. "Look a pet!" He held it up to Wirt's face. Proud expression on his face.

The tall boy backed up in disgust. "Put that thing back in the tree and lets get going." He pushed Bipper's arm away so he wasn't holding the poor thing to his face.

"But look! It likes you." Bipper reached up and set the animal down in Wirt's antlers. Wirt didn't notice, until he saw the blood dripping and the animal hanging on one of them.

"BIPPER WHAT THE FRICK FRACK."

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