The pink frog

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Silverstream: *puts flashlight under face* It was a very sunny day.
Graystripe: I thought all horror stories started on a dark and stormy night!
Silverstream: That would be too mainstream. Anyways, stop interrupting! My father and brother were putting up ornaments on the Christmas tree when they came across a strange ornament- a pink frog. Neither of them knew what it was but they put it up anyways. They asked their family but they didn't know anything either.
Graystripe: Ooh, cookies. *eats cookies*
Silverstream: Shut up! So, they wondered where the ornament came from. One day they discovered an ornament was missing, and in its place was the pink frog. None of them had taken it, though. It kept on happening and soon half the ornaments were gone. The other half had glitter all over them that hadn't been there before. The only one untouched was the pink frog.
Graystripe: Merry Christmas.
Silverstream: But on Christmas Eve the ornaments all reappeared, but they were different. They had the same subjects but they were all dead. Instead of blood there was just glitter. And on Christmas morning, the father and son weren't there. They finally found a new ornament on the tree, an ornament of the father and son that showed them both murdered.
Graystripe: What is this on my nose? *paws at nose*
Silverstream: The other ornaments went back to normal, but the father and son one stayed. And the pink frog was never found again.
Graystripe: I am a dwarf and I'm digging a hole.
Silverstream: So, did you like my story?
Graystripe: I was supposed to be listening? Sorry can you repeat it?
Silverstream: You're such an idiot.

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