Evergrim level ups


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Chapter 15
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level ups :3

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M2 250


“Hey wrinkles?” Echo asked running up to him and jumping up and down a bunch, then she stopped and started staring at him.
“Yeah echo?” He responded with a quizzical look in her direction. He was thinking about how annoying yet not totally dislikable she was when she interrupted his thoughts by asking her question.
“What do you taste like?” she asked him, giving her head a curious tilt to the side.
“What…” he responded, dumbfounded, why was she so insane. Why would anybody ask or even wonder that.
“What do you taste like?” she asked with a cute smile, but her tongue sticking out threateningly.
“I uhh, what?” he said backing away, how had this thought even crossed her mind? She needed to see the therapist.
“That’s not an answer” she said clucking her tongue disapprovingly.
“Uh uh ummm” he felt like he had some something wrong from the tone of her voice. But he was the adult and she was the psycho kid.
“You lick yourself, what do you taste like?” she asked, it was a simple enough question, why couldn’t he just answer it.
“I am, just going to, go now.” he was getting scared now, shifting his feet nervously.
“What do you taste like?” she asked again, in a singsong voice, a cynical smile on her face.
“No” he responded, his face even more wrinkled than usual with his rapidly growing concern.
“That’s interesting, can i try.” she asked, her face getting very very close to his.
“NO!” Wrinkles was beginning to cry, his breathing was rushed as he shouted this at her face. He was very uncomfortable with this
“Yes that’s what you taste like but can I taste it.” She refused to back down and wondered if he was brain dead, why didn’t he understand her question and just answer it.
“AAAAAAAAA” he kicked dust in her face and ran away screaming for help


M2 250.


Hawk approached the group of kits who were all chanting, excited faces looking up at her.
“Story time! Story time! Story time!” She waved her paw to get them to quiet down.
“Now kids, i have a scary story for you today.” she said, receiving many gasps from her crowd. She giggled a little wondering if this would actually scare them.
“There was a cat, he wanted dinner so he found a recipe in his book. It was called face pasta, what a harmless name, right?” she began the story.
“Yeah!!” the kits responded in unison.
“So he began to cook it, it required odd spices that he’d never heard of before. But he always found them in the first place he looked, even though he had never bought them, and always the exact right amount.”
“Oooooooo” the kits interrupted.
“Soon the boiling water changed it’s sound to that more resembling a scream. He rushed over but the pasta was cooking just as it should. When finally it was done, he didn’t know pasta was supposed to take a week to make, it seemed a little off but he was too excited to think about that. He strained the water from the pasta and on each piece, he saw the face of one of his kids. That was odd, he had made indents for eyes and a mouth like the book had said to do. He guessed he was just missing them while they were at school. He ate one of of the pieces and heard a very loud scream, in his daughter's voice. It sounded right in his ear even though she wasn’t there, a few minutes later, he still hadn’t eaten any more pasta but his phone started ringing. He picked it up, it was the preschool, his daughter had just died for unknown reasons a few minutes before…” she finished on that dramatic note and the kits all shrieked. She then threw pasta at them with faces drawn on it.