Type: Type:🌦️
Ship: Jefhalo
Inspo: One of my older books that I've deleted, Another World

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Goods POV:

The boy stared at me with fright, not saying anything. His messy, fluffed up hair was a raven color, his eyes a dark brown. His skin the color of limestone. He had on an orange hoodie, dark gray pants, and some black sneakers.
His nose was red and his cheeks glistened a little, his eyelashes drenched.

I narrowed my eyes, grabbing him by the collars of his hoodie, dragging him out from underneath the side table. Slamming his back against the wall, I shouted, "Why are you in my fucking house!?" A small tear of what looked to be fear ran down his cheek as his eyes slammed shut, his mouth opening to speak in a terrified tone.

"I-I didn't know it was y-your house, I p-promise! I-I'm not even s-supposed to be in whatever r-realm this is! I-I'm supposed to be on Earth!" he exclaimed. My grip on the collar of his hoodie tightened as I pressed him into the wall more. "Oh, so you're a little human in my house!" My voice raised on the word 'my'.

"W-well I'm n-not technically . . . ,"he muttered. I growled. "Then what the fuck are you?" "A-a pumpkin," he spoke. "Tsk, you'd have to be like a foot tall, round and orange. You're not," I responded. "I am a pumpkin though!" "You must be delusional, you're not a fruit." "B-but I'm not human! I mean, I do have a tail! O-oh, and the same type of weird ears you have!" he exclaimed.

I looked down at him. He did have the same weird fairy-like ears and a slim, black tail with 3 triangular orange points at the end of it. His legs and arms had small green vines wrapped around them. "What the hell were you doing on Earth then if you're not a human!?" "I-I don't know, that's just where I was born!" he replied.

"And how did you even get here!?" "Uh, you see . . ." He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "My friends dared me to do this ritual and we didn't think it was real till I got sucked into a portal and landed here . . . ," he said. "It put you in my house . . . ?" I asked. "No, outside your house," he replied.

"Well get out of my house now," I say, turning him around and pushing him away towards the door, my hands to my sides now. "Leave!? There could be like Godzilla out there or something!?" he said dramatically. I chuckled a little. "Godzilla is not outside, he's not even in this realm. All this realm has is just a bunch of blood-thirsty demons and monsters and shit," I say.

"And you want me to leave and go outside where I can be probably eaten alive!?" the boy exclaimed. I groaned. "Oh, my God, okay, you can stay!" "Yes! Okay, but you aren't going to brutally murder me in the night, right?" he asked. "I might if you don't shut the fuck up!" "Okay, jeez, okay . . ."

I walked over to him, grabbing him by the collar again, beginning to drag him across the cabin. I brought him to a spare bedroom I had and shoved him inside. "Okay, just stay here I guess."
"Okay!" he said with a cheeky smile. With that, I left the bedroom.

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