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Peter approached Melody, who was busy strumming some notes on her lyre. She then stopped and smiled when the pumpkin tapped her on the shoulder.


"Hey Peter! Do you wanna play a song with me?" She asked.

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Press (Y) for Yes. Press (N) for No.



Ba-dink!


"Awesome! Just let me grab that ukulele and then we'll play!" Melody replied, handing Peter a mint green ukulele.

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Melody started to play "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" on her lyre, while Peter waited for his turn.

Melody held out her hand when she stopped playing, so Peter decided to repeat what she played. 

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵... The pumpkin thought as he finished.



All of a sudden, Melody began to play her lyre very fast and scrambled. Her eyes were all black.

Peter frantically tried to copy her, but everything glitched out as soon as he did.

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Peter then woke up to find that he was near a house.

It was a big house and had a reath around the door, so it was probably around Christmas time.

He walked up to the house and peeped through one of the massive windows. He knows he shouldn't be doing this, but it didn't hurt to see what was going on.


He saw a blond haired woman in a blue shirt sitting on a couch with a brunette girl in a pink dress, presumably her daughter, staring at a Christmas tree sadly. 


"Isabella? What's wrong?" The woman spoke to the girl.

"It's just not the same... without them."  The girl, Isabella, replied malchontly.

"Hey, it's not your fault." The woman consoled.

"No! I know it's my fault. Everything is my fault!" Isabella objected.

"No it's not Bella, you were so-" The woman said, but was soon interupted.


"I'm the reason Dad left! I'M the reason Louis is gone! I just want our family back together." Isabella said, raising her voice a bit.

Isabella stopped and then turned back to the Christmas tree.

"I'm sorry...i'm so sorry..." Isabella wispered.


Peter looked away from the window, sympathetic for the girl. 𝘗𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘥.... He thought.

The front door then creaked open. Confused, Peter went to the door and then went through it.

He blinked, and saw what had happened horrified him.


The house had completely burnt to the ground. Nervously, he walked around the ashes, thinking about what could've happened.

Then, he covered where his ears should've been, tearing up. A woman's scream rang out, accompanied by gruesome flashes of the burnt house, fire, and finally a hand laying against ashes.

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Peter was huddled in a ball, and then Melody poked him, unraveling the pumpkin.

 "Pea, are you alright? You started to cry when you finished, and then huddled yourself into a ball." Melody told him as she helped him get up.

Peter only let out a slight chuckle.

"Sorry Mel, just bad thoughts." He reassured her.




"Oh, okay! Here's my Bonus Sticker! You did a good job with the ukulele by the way!" Melody praised as she handed Peter the bonus sticker.

"Thanks." He responded as he walked away.

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