Part 4

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High in the mountains, the Sun fired a missile at the lowlands. The missile coalesced into a Daniel, whose platinum hair was singed by his flames. When he got up, he found himself to be outside a sawmill, where blue gryphons crowed to the searing heat of the rising sun.

After a while of dimensional hooliganism, the blonde man has gotten hungry. To make matters worse, his clothes were reduced to ashes during his descent into that world. He started sniffing the fresh alpine air, as he scoured the sawmill for any food: during his prowlings, the naked man found a bucket of fried chicken being torn apart by a blue gryphon.

After seeing some green gems in his mind, Daniel's mind shrunk with desperation, hunger, and embarrassment over his exposed, scrawny body. In all fours the blonde savage ran towards the bucket, seeking something to eat and cover his nethers from non-existent prying eyes. He chased the gryphon away, swatting its face with the bucket as it clucked and fluttered into nowhere.

Fortunately for him, he was able to fold and crunch the bucket into a pair of boxers: nonetheless, he still felt disgusted by the fact that he had to wander without any decent attire. After eating the meat from the drumsticks, he began to drum at a barrel, and in his excitement he kicked it aside. Out rolled a head, which grew into a David.

"You again?" the redhead frowned. "I should have known about you before!"

Still desperate and unsure about his current surroundings, Daniel pried his arms open and fastened them around his belly. He kicked David's foot, and he blasted the blonde man into space.

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