One day, you were walking through a quiet forest. A very quiet forest. There were no birds chirping. All you heard were the sounds of footsteps, stepping and snapping on sticks. It was all cool at first, but then, you were flipped upside down! You panicked as you saw your ankle tied to a rope, hung to a tree! You tried to get out, but then you heard an awful scream and fast footsteps. You looked around, and saw a brown badger carrying a giant stick! It screamed like a wild savage as it banged you with the stick! "Woah woah woah! Stop it!" You screamed. The feral badger looked angrily at you. "Quiet you! I know the government controlled by aliens has controlled your mind into obliterating me! But forget it! That ain't gonna happen!" She screamed. You steadied yourself, and looked into the badger's angry eyes. Her fur was all messy, and her face had some paint on it. "Woah hey! I don't know who you are, but you need to chill out! I was not sent by the government to obliterate you!" You shouted. "That's exactly what a ROBOT WOULD SAY!" She screamed. "I am not a robot either! I was just minding my own business, walking through the forest, and I stepped into your trap! Now please let me go!" Apparently, the shouting must've shocked her. And so she climbed up the tree, and cut the rope off. You screamed and landed hard on your head. "Ow! Thanks a lot!" You said as you got up slowly. She jumped off from the tree, and walked off. "You're fine. Just rub some dirt on it," she said. "Oh yeah sure. Someone must've taught you the correct things at school huh?" You asked. "I never went to school. I believe school is a secret society full of robots who are teachers, and the children are innocent beings who are all being mind-controlled by them." You stared curiously at her. "Who in the world are you?" You asked. "As if you don't know?" She asked. "No I don't," you said. "Well...if you forgot...I'm Sticks," she said. "Sticks huh?" You asked. "Okay. Well...hope I...get trapped by you again," you said as you walked away, sighing deeply in annoyance. "Uh, yeah," she said. You walked away, thinking of how bad your morning was. Hopefully, you won't see her again. You hoped...because under all that feral fur of hers...was a tiny bit of silliness, and cuteness.
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Sticks X Male Reader
FanfictionYes. This is real. I am not joking. But hey, maybe someone feral can not only be silly or weird, but also cute.