This is a fanfiction that I wrote to support my dad's work. He works at MHMR, which is a company that helps mentally retarded people. They are trying to spread the word: The "R" word is offensive, and should not be used as an insult. You people should do it, too.
Will crept through the forest, trying to find Horace. It shouldn't be too hard, as Horace could never hide like Halt could, and Will had located Halt on plenty of occasions.
As he walked farther into the woods, he tried to hear the usual sounds that Horace was near. He thought he heard a twig snap, but when he looked toward the source, there was no sign of Horace.
He pushed through some underbrush, and came out in a huge clearing. In the center of the clearing, there was a long log with a huge, green shape behind it.
Will laughed. This was Horace's worst hiding spot ever. He walked over and looked down at Horace, who was trying to stay flat on the ground.
"What were you thinking?" Will aske, still laughing.
Horace looked hurt. "I was trying to blend in with the log."
Will laughed. "You are at least twice as big as that log. It could never hide you."
"Well I can't see myself when I'm under a log."
Will raised his eyebrow at Horace, still laughing. "You retard!"
Suddendly, a girl walked out of the forest. She looked strangely familiar to Will, but he figured that she must have just been from town. It was startling how she had seemed to materialize out of the forest.
Wordlessly, she glided over to Will, and he couldn't help being a little unnerved by her prescence. She was wearing a black cape, and she moved with the shadows in an almost ranger-like way.
She stood in front of Will, looking him over with her amber gaze. Not saying a word, she held out her hand. Will understood the gesture, and put his hand out, too.
She dropped an item into his palm, and floated back into the woods.
"That was weird." Horace said, hoping that Will wouldn't say one of his annoying ranger things.
Without bothering to respond, Will looked at the item in his hand.
It was a three-inch button, designed with a black "R" crossed out with a red X.
In a second, Will understood, and said a silent oath that he would never say the word again.
I wonder if most people do that when they get the buttons. P.S. The buttons really do exist, and they are really cool. I wish I had you guys' addrsses so that I could send one to you guys, but, since that is dangerous, and you people aren't idiots, I'll just have to each of your word that you will never say the "R" word. Seriously, it would be awesome if you reveiwed and actually did that.
