Pivin:
Species: Imp
Appearance: 4 feet high, brown wrinkled skin and purple eyes, winged
Pivin was staring at the wall in his bedroom and laughing. Laughing harder then he could ever remember laughing before. He cackled and chortled, guffawed and giggled, snickered and tittered. Suddenly, he stopped.
"Why am I laughing?"
He scratched his head. The fact that he couldn't remember set him off laughing again. After about two minutes of solid cackling, imps are very good at cackling, he stopped.
"Jeez," he thought, " and this has been only two days."
He stood up from his bed, and walked to the door of his house.
"Oh," he sighed, " I can't go out there"
And that, set him off again.
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OC challenge Pivin
FantasyThe OC challenge! My friends roped me in and so I decided to give it a try. Enjoy!
