In The Clock Tower: A prolog


Sorry I haven't been updating but I wanted to start this new story!

I also kind of had a nervise brake down earlier sooo yah

( My cousin was trying to puke up a strawberry in a ZOO! who wouldn't have a brake down when your 4 year old brother is acting better than you 8! 8YEAR OLD COUSIN! WHO DOES THAT SHIZ?!)


A young doll was dancing around in a clock tower. " Ducky lovey-dovey -Zura!" She shouted over and over again, much to the old man in the corners annoyance.

" Oh Urzura, Why don't we give that duck, Ahiru, and my annoying brat of a grandchild, Fakir, another story to reenact?" He said with a sickening grin, but of course the young child doll was oblivious.

" Will it have lovey-dovey -Zura? With Ducky and Fakir lovey-dovey -Zura?" Urzura asked curiously. She wanted Ducky and Fakir to have a lovey-dovey ending... just like Rue and Mytho lovey dovey ending. Living happily ever after!

The man sneered " yes," he sighed," it will have Lovey-Dovey as you say it." What a pathetic excuse for a puppet. Well at least this one did everything he said as long as he said it was for lovey dovey sake.

Urzura thought of something," But Mr. Droslmyer-Zura, Ducky is still a ducky-Zura? How can they be Lovey-dovey -Zura?

" Oh don't worry my little puppet. All will go according to the story. I have just thought of the perfect story to write. it's a beautifully perfect tragedy, with a Little 'lovey-dovey' Oh its just too perfect!

Droslmyer was working on the story as he spoke. Writhing the first sentence of words. writhing the next tale hat would befall Ahiru, Fakir, and Gold crown town.

The story of Duck to Day; Wolf to Knight