✿༺ 𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐔𝐒 ༻✿ [𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒]

❝𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏❞

"Bleh" was what she first said as she woke up.
There was hair in her mouth.
Not a pleasant way to wake up if you ask her.

But as she sat up to get that hair out of her mouth, she whacked her head on the roof of what seemed to be a box.

"Ouch" she muttered, still getting some hair out of her mouth.

"I better hurry up and find that uniform before someone spots me..." A voice from outside the coffin speaks

"Urgggh... This lid weighs a ton!
Try this on for size! Mya-ha!" As soon as that is said, fire erupts around the box as the lid blows off.

"Fire?" Y/n asks herself in confusion and fascination

"Now to grab the goods..." the voice from outside continues

"What?! You ain't supposed to be awake!" The voice yells out in shock as y/n comes face to face with a..

"A talking...weasel?! Whoa, and it breaths fire" y/n exclaims with a childish smile and sparkling eyes.

"How... How DARE YOU! I am no WEASEL! I'm Grim, sorcerer extraordinaire!
Tch. Whatever. You...human! Just gimme your uniform, and be quick about it!" The talking and fire breathing weasel exclaims.

Ignoring him and Looking around, y/n is met with tones of floating boxes.

"Oooo floating boxes! Maybe I can paint them" she talks to herself

"Oh-ho! You got a lotta nerve ignoring me, human! The name's Grim. Believe me, you won't forget it!" The talking weasel didn't seem to like the fact that she was ignoring him.

"Now gimme your uniform, and be quick about it! 'Cause if you don't...you're gonna regret it!" Small fires sprouted on the felines paws and y/n looked at him in awe

"Woah, your ears are on fire"

"Hey, come on! I'm on a tight schedule here!" The talking weasel exclaims, pissed that she found everything fascinating.

"Hah? Talking weasels that breathe fire.. what will I dream of next" she sighs dreamily

"Well keep dreamin', 'cause I ain't no weasel!" Grim exclaims with an angry glare

"Wah! I should paint you when I wake up!" Y/n spoke, getting excited

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