Socks was putting on a dark grey suit, and put on a special pair of white gloves.
He put on some basic black shoes, and fixed his hair. He was ready to go to Meme's wedding. And Laff was also getting ready with him, he adjusted his gasmask

"I can't wait for this!"
Socks admitted, excited.
"Wicktora is lucky to have met Meme."

"She sure was..."
Laff drifted off.
"And I can't wait for it either,"

   Laff and Socks started to make their way to the place where the wedding was being held at. They were the first ones there.
After about a few minutes, the rest of their friends were now just arriving.

"Tbhhonest!"
Socks called.
"How are you?"

"Great!"
The crab man cheered.

    Tbhhonest got on the ground and started to do a weird crab dance.
Socks laughed, and saw the groom- bride.
Meme was the bride, and was wearing a beautiful white wedding dress.
As everyone settled down, MuffinJuice was sitting in the sky...like usual.
And Socks was smiling at his best friend.
Giving Meme confidence, and he turned to look at Laff.

"I do."

    Laff opened his mouth to speak the final words of the ceremony, but an ear-splitting sound rang in their ears.
Socks gasped, and flipped a switch on his gloves. Meme gasped to see blood splattered all over his face and ground.
Wicktora was dead.

"No!"
Meme wailed, his eyes filling with tears.

Everyone ran up to him, gasping in shock.
Socks turned around to see flames roar in front of the village behind them.
The village was burning down!
Laff was quick to action and began to flee the wedding. Everyone else hesitated but followed after, and Socks and Meme were the last one there.

"Cmon, we have to go!"
Socks urged

"Without Wicktora? Hell no!"
Meme snapped.
"I can't leave her here!"

"She's gone."
Socks started.
"And you have to accept this sooner, unfortunately. If you don't now, we're dead."

  Meme looked at Socks he then looked back at the dead cow. He let out a sigh,

"Let's go"

     Socks was already coughing alot from the smoke, and night was creeping up in the sky. Meme was struggling to keep up as his heels were slowing him down, Socks had to carry him now.
As they ran through the smoke and flames, Socks tripped and fell. Meme crashed to the ground and fell in flames.

  He screamed in agony, and tried to get out.
Socks tried helping, but got a burn on his hand trying to help.
Meme had to get out himself.
As he struggled to get up by the pain on his legs, he eventually made it out.
His dress and hoodie was burnt, and his face has half burnt.

Kinda looks like this;



(Avatar; The Last Airbender is actually a good show, 10/10, recommend)

Meme couldn't see out of his right eye, it felt swollen. And Socks reached out with his hand, and Meme got a hold of it.
Socks continued to carry the injured bride, and ran to a forest.
Everyone else was there already, all coughing by the smoke in the air.

"Everything we worked so hard to build...just ruined."
Laff sighed.
"But you were brave by your own.
Meme would have probably died if it weren't for you."

   Socks slightly smiled a Laff, and Tbh ran up to them. Pausing to cough, and gave a worried look at Socks. Meme had to treat his own burns, and Socks refused to get healed first. So the doctor treated his burns first.

"I can't believe it."
Tbh rasped.
"Everything is gone.
And we lost someone too."

"Wicktora was a great cow."
Socks admitted.

"No, not only Wicktora died."
Tbh began.
"Jooice did too."

"What!?"
Socks wailed, he had been awfully close to the British man.
"How!? Where is he!?"

"The fire melted his glass, and..."
Tbh drifted off.
"We already buried him."

     Socks demanded to know where Jooice was, and Tbh showed him the burial place.
Meme had finally finished treating his burns, and was more shocked at the death of Jooice. Nadwe wanted to be with his father, but knew it wasn't the right time.
Socks was still grieving, as he had a major loss of his own.

    Nadwe was next to his best friend, Muffin.
Muffin just played with his hair, but his eyes were filled with sorrow.
Everything was burning.
Everyone was crying too.
Everything was gone, or dead.
Everyone was dead, or just upset.

Was this the end?
No, it had just begun.
And Nadwe had the cold feeling that more death and pain was rising up.
Muffin let out a sigh,
"We have to find out who caused this madness."

YIPPE!
Also, Muffin is a human in this story.
I think I forgot to mention that.
Anyways'
Happy WattPad Wensday!
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