Stab. Sink. Lift. Throw.
Stab. Sink. Lift. Throw.
Dirt. That's all I see, all I know for now.
Stab. Sink. Lift. Throw.
Cameras. Looking up, the security cameras zoom in...and in...and a flashing laser blinds me until I look down again, ears flicking in annoyance.
Stab. Sink. Lift. Throw.
Why the hell am I digging dirt anyway? It's so useless! Like Miley Cyrus...
Bzzzzttt!!!!!!!
Breathing heavily and rhythm lost, I glare at the affending chain. Really? You shockjolt me over thinking about Mil-
Bzzt!!!!!
Stawp! I get it! Back to the radioactive dirt...
Stab. Sink. Lift. Throw.
I glance up to see a giant white and blue bus fly by, with some orange-accented hoverwheels on its tail. Finding my eyes roll and another shockjolt races up my arms, I sincerely wish I could curse. But since Bing the Supreme took over Goog-
Bzzzzztt!!!
Fucke-
Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt!!
Owwww! As I was thinking, since Bing became so "supreme", they decided to steal Youtubers' voice. So kind, right?
My vision flashes black for a moment, announcing lunch. The chains unhook and retract, snaking into a metal hole.
Hehe. Hole.
"ATTENTION. ALL GLAVES, YLAVES, AND OTHER WLAVES REPORT TO LUNNER."
Marching in a perfectly straight line with some other Ylaves, tail high and chin up, I sigh.
Ylaves.
Youtube slaves.
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Hello, my Family!
So this (sadly short) chapter/prolouge/thing was part of a collab I'm doing with
EnderCooki
Briwritesbooks
Rebecca8822
Should be about twelve chapters! And I really can't wait to work with these amazing writers. :)
This is a thank you gift for my Packmates. The Family is eighty-six strong, and I'm so happy! So, in honor of all reading, whether you've been here since the beginning, or you're brand new to my stories. Thank you.
Wishing you all a good moon.
Peace. <3
