
Bet ya can't make a one-shot crazier than THIS!
RD pretends to die, Gilda is seeing things, and my brain is full of crap.
Gilda's seeing stuff and my utter insanity is NOT helping.
If only, if only, the woodpecker cries, I could choose more than just five characters.
WARNING: contains multiple references that I do not own, almost nothing is mine, yadda yadda. Also contains a bit of stuff that made me rate this T. Set in my Creepypastaverse. Contains a crazy griffon and I promise I'll make a serious one soon… What did I just do?
3758 words: Estimated 19 minutes to read
1 Chapter:
- I write in your general direction! 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC3758