Here's a little unedited excerpt from what I'm currently working on; the image of it makes me laugh and it also works as a stand alone:
I just stepped out to go talk to Vandran, in case you wake up before I get back. Hope you’re feeling better this morning and slept well. Love you.
Just as he is signing his name with a Tusktooth drawing, he sees a shift of movement in his peripheral vision. He quickly registers a homely looking crimson weasel walking across the blankets, settling on his still warm pillow. Fjord grimaces. He’s not a fan of weasel fur on the bed, and especially not his side.
“I’ll let it slide just this once.” Fjord whispers, and Sprinkle lifts his head up to look at him. When he unmistakably winks, Fjord recoils in disgust.
“Never do that again.”
He quickly writes one last addition to his note, and then places it on the bed before leaving the room.
P.S. Your weasel is weird as fuck.
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