𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐞 (𝐧.) 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞. In which Kerl Tarron meets a human who shows him there is more to Earth and being human than he'll ever know. "Look. He's talking to that lumbering oaf with golden hair and" "And a goddess" Aja looked at her love-struck brother confused. "Really? I was doing to say a much more smaller oaf with h/c hair"

Stanley had been stuck here for what? years? He wanted out, and he wanted out now. Sadly, the narrator wouldn't let him leave, driving him insane. He just wanted out. He didn't care if he'd have to hurt himself or the narrator. If he got out, he got out. The narrator had been stuck here longer and when Stanley appeared, he finally had company. A friend even. Or so he thought. Plenty of times had Stanley run away or jumped off something to avoid the narrator and each time it'd reset. the narrator knew he talked a lot, but all he wanted was a friend. ------------- This is the first fanfic I've ever finished. It's not wonderful quality, but it was a passion project that I seemed to finally have the passion to finish and leave up for others to read