Moomins angst

Part 1

     It was a warm spring night, and Moomin and Snufkin were sitting on the roof of moomins house, gazing at the stars. Moomin loved spring, not because of the beauty of the bountiful green leaves atop trees, nor the beautiful bright green grass,but that wasn't why he liked spring, it was because of Snufkin always coming back.

Now it's a few days after the incident. Moomin was handling it terribly, as one would if their friend, dare I say more, did what Snufkin did. He went down the stairs and, glancing out the window, saw Snufkin's, now empty,tent. He plunged even deeper into despair as he saw it.

He couldn't believe it, no, he won't believe it. He'll just wake up from this absolute nightmare and there'll be Snufkin walking towards the house on the first day of spring. His auburn hair and brown eyes, and he'll be playing his harmonica. Moomin pinched himself, in the same red spot on his arm,hoping to wake up. But he was still there, staring out a window.

He went into the kitchen to be greeted by Moominmama. And sat down to eat pancakes.

"Are you okay sweetie?I know it's hard but-"

"No, you don't know what it's like. What it's like to lose your best friend, to have to wake up to a view of what was, to see the tent where we found him in a pool of blood."

Yelled moomin. His voice cracked on the last sentence. That was a truly horrific day.

Time Skip To a Few Days Before

Spring, finally spring. Where the flowers bloom and the grass is green. And Snufkin returns home. Every year, no matter what.

Moomin rushed to snufkin in a matter of seconds and gave him the biggest bear hug he'd ever gotten.

"Snufkin!"

"Hello Moomin" said Snufkin with a large grin.

Moomin was so overjoyed by the mere sight of Snufkin. He didn't know what he would do without him.

Sorry for the shortish cliffhanger thing i cant write. read memes if u sad. goodbye.