The Adventures of Little Blood and Snufkit

Part 1

The blast from the Sun eradicated the school, destroying everything and sending the survivors across the four corners of the Earth, because we, of course, are flat-earthers.

Eventually, Moon died of sugma.

5 Years Later

Little Blood huffed, pulling along her pot of onion soup. Man, it was heavy.

If only she had a pet lion, that could burp out portals and carry her everywhere—

"Oh shit. 'Is a rat."

Little Blood's head snapped up, only to meet the amused stare of a young, familiar...boy? Could she even call him that?

Snufkit. His tail swishing behind him slightly, and his sandy brown hair glinting in the sun under his hat.

Smufkit grinned.

"Well, I guess I could use a snack.." Little Blood thought aloud, reaching into her basket for her handy dandy knife.

Snufkit's grin widened.

"You're a cannibal. I like you." He decided.

Little Blood hissed, but slid the knife back into her basket, just before she subtly flipped him off.

...

"So, Moon then?" Little Blood remarked awkwardly. She was just 7, anyways. Snufkit never really interacted with her back in school, as he just strode around sassing everyone with Moon following close behind.

Snufkit scoffed. "As if. He just liked to follow me around. I think he might of had a crush on me, but I can't blame him, seeing as I'm so fabulous." He flipped his hair sassily, although the effect would have been a lot cooler if he actually had long hair to flip. So instead he flipped the air.

"Yes. I can see why." She replied dryly, gazing at Snufkit as her cannibal onion soup masterpiece bubbled away.

"At least you understand." Snufkit sighed. "Let's go. I'm taking you with me."

"I'll scream rape." Little Blood warned.

"So will I." Snufkit shot back.

Little Blood blanked. There is no way she's going into the wilderness with this..weirdo.

::

Guess she's following the weirdo.

She couldn't help it. Something about Snufkit drew Little Blood to him. He was alright, she supposed.

His creative swears were funny.

"Frick that hurted more than sitting on my balls and hemeroids combined!"  Snufkit shouted, grabbing his foot and howling in pain.

Little Blood giggled, patting his shoulder. "You're fine. Walk it off."

Snufkit hissed.

"Fuck your chicken strips."