Undesirable Desires: Snufkin x Female Reader

Chapter 2: Hippos

    The girl had been traveling for what had seemed like at least two hours and she was beginning to be afraid that she had become lost once again. She had seen a few signs along the way that she was getting close (from what the witch had told her), but the trail seemed to go on and on and she was forgetting some of the directions. Naturally, she was becoming quite anxious and became more and more afraid that the witch was making this family up simply so she would leave. It hadn't even crossed her mind until she was already far away from the old witch's cottage.

    The forest seemed to become thinner over time, so it was likely she was close to walking out of it, but she was tired. For the first time during the trip, she sat down, laying against a tall tree with a wide trunk with plenty of room for her back. With nothing to do, she listened to the sounds of the forest and the sounds of her thoughts. Oh, what was she doing here? All alone with no sense of direction. All she wanted to do was to make a friend, and now she was far from home, trusting an odd stranger out of desperation. She could have asked more questions, but she didn't want to bother her more than she already was (the one thing she hated worse than nature and the pollen it produced was being a burden). Now she was left with no choice, she had to continue, to maybe, hopefully coming to the house she was looking for. So she did.

Over time, she did become more hopeful as the forest only got thinner, at least she was getting out of this forest. Finally, the first seemed to stop as she came to a place where the area suddenly became much more open and the ground was covered with long, dead grass, and the way forward started to go uphill. Wait. She was going up a mountain! A sign! She was going the right way! She hadn't been lied to after all, and now she was only a few miles away! With her newfound determination, she hurried up the mountain, no longer feeling tired. It didn't take her long at all before she found a clear path on the side of the mountain, and this was her next turning point. Oh, which way did the witch tell her to go? The right seemed to take her closer to where she started, so it was likely not right, so it had to be left. Right. It was left. So she went left.

For at least an hour, it was more of the same. The trail just kept going on and on and she was becoming tired once again, but she kept going. She was close, she knew it, she just had to hold on a little longer. Just like the forest, the trail eventually became thinner too, and the way became more mountainous (full of rocks she had to climb over), it soon got to the point where she started climbing the mountain, being careful not to trip the whole way up.

As she was finally coming to the top of the mountain, she slowly walked to the edge to behold a large valley with a tall, blue house standing about right in the middle of it. That was it. That was what she was looking for, and now, it's insight. All that was standing between her and that house was the rest of the way down the mountain, covered with woods, and a long trail that seemed to lead straight to it. She took this as an opportunity to sit down at the edge of the cliff and breathe the cold mountain air and felt relieved that she had found her way and she was hopeful once again.

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The hike down past the mountain woods took her a bit longer than she would have hoped, but ultimately it did not matter much to her; she was so close! Soon enough though, she was walking in the valley, through the grass, and onto the clear trail eventually leading to the house that she spotted on the mountain. She did not stray from that road and did not take time to look at the beautiful scenery all around her, wanting to get to her destination quickly as the weather and the grass littered with flowers started to make her nose run. Fortunately, because of her hastiness, she did make it to the house fast. However, being at the porch steps, seeing it so close now, she started to become nervous. She had no idea who these people were and she couldn't just knock, could she? She couldn't just invite herself in. What could she even say? No sensible person would let a stranger stay at their house.