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Merengue

Imagine having a late night visitor🤩

Your fishing rod feels heavy as you slump home after a grueling day of single-handedly emptying the ocean of life.

Bitterly, you curse Tom Nook.

Why couldn't he stay open until two in the morning?! Now what the hell were you going to do with all this fish??

As you begin to walk through a dark alleyway, you sense the presence of another.

"Y/N!" Someone screams. With a jump, you whirl around to see Eugene hurrying towards you, a white box clutched in his hands.

Before you can ignore him, he holds the box out to you. "Happy birthday!!"

You stare at him. 

After a pause, you begin, "But it's not-"

"Here." Eugene interrupts as he shoves the box into your hands. Before you can argue, he takes off again. Over his shoulder, he screams, "Don't say it was from me!"

You watch after Eugene's retreating back before lifting the small white box to eye-level. It was a little heavy and had a pungent smell coming from it...

Whatever. You had encountered odder situations before.

With a shrug, you make your way back to your house. As you reach for your doorknob, you find quickly that your door is unlocked. Already used to being robbed, you walk into your living room and aren't surprised to see that your television is missing again.

Maybe you should start leaving bear traps in front of your door.

Nodding to yourself, you make your way to your kitchen and set the box down on the table, which is thankfully still around.

You eye the box briefly before beginning your seemingly daily inspection of your house. Whoever had robbed you today hadn't been very good at it; you note that most of your valuables are still in their respective spots.

Once you're back in the kitchen, your attention returns to the box.

You approach it slowly, wondering if it would kill you. When nothing happens after a minute of observation, you place your hand on the slightly bent lid. 

Might as well.

When you open it, you find what seems to be a cherry cake. You gag at the sheer amount of cherry paste splattered all over the pastry before shutting the box close again.

Not only did Eugene not know when your birthday was, he also gave you a shit present!

Grumbling to yourself, you lean your fishing rod against your table before sighing.

You'd just bring the cake to Redd and convince him that it was rare; he was proving to be rather gullible lately. 

Before you can stuff the cake into the fridge to preserve it until tomorrow, your front door slams open.

You jump at the sound, and the box falls from your hand, exploding against your kitchen floor. 

You could've sworn you had locked the door! 

As you begin to reach for a nearby knife, Merengue comes running in, tears rushing down her face.

Taken aback by her distress, you retract your hand hesitantly. She didn't seem to pose a threat as she shivers violently from what you presume to be the cold outside. But, it hasn't been that bad when you were walking home…

You watch Merengue's panicked eyes flick around the room, as if expecting to find a monster.

When her eyes land on the cake remnants smeared across the floor, an agonized scream spills from her mouth.