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Title: Chicken Blood
Summary: (Werewolf AU) After a strange break-in to Rolf's farm, the kids of Peach Creek investigate a theft of chickens with no real suspects and no real answers. Meanwhile, the time for a special ceremony is drawing near, and a small semi-newly formed pack of wolves are forced to scramble to get things together while also dodging increasingly suspicious friends.
Chapter Title: Everybody Else Knows, So Why Not?
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kazikamikaze24- Thanks! This is the epilogue, actually, but I'm hoping to write a sequel sometime in the future (More on that in the bottom notes)
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Ed always smelled like dirt and gravy. Eddy; metal and old cologne. They were a bit overwhelming at times, but also incredibly familiar.
Those scents, coupled with his own (paper and cleaning supplies) and ball-cap's (sweat and cheap deodorant) are floating around his house. He doesn't notice it at first, but it gets to be too much after his transformation. His packmates- he's used to, but ball-cap feels like an unwanted intruder. Somebody who isn't supposed to be there but is.
Ball-cap brought a stick of wood his hairless side would call a bat. The more feral part of him wanted to rip it out of his hands with his teeth. He didn't, though; it wouldn't sit very well with him in the daytime.
His smallest packmate growled at the human. He gave him a warning noise.
"Alright, dorks." Ball-cap grunted- not that he understood- kicking open the back door. "Let's go."
Double D tried to avoid the spotlights littered about the Cul-De-Sac, if only out of habit. Light meant discovery, and discovery meant danger. Old habits tended to die hard. Ed and Eddy ran about with none of his restraint.
"Go on." Ball-cap nudged him with his foot. He didn't budge. "Nobody's gonna hurt ya' if you have some fun."
He didn't take up on the offer. Ball-cap sighed.
"Alright. Baby steps, I guess."
Next stop, the trailer park. Ball-cap leaned against a tree and nodded his approval. He stepped into the open alone and trailed up to the trailer door, his comrades wary of the humans living inside. He hesitantly rested his paw against it, unsure of how to go about rousing them from their den.
The door burst open almost immediately without any further prompting on his part. Blue-hair pulled him into a tight hug with a yell.
"Fluffy!"
"There ya' are, you mutt! We were startin' to get worried 'bout ya'."
"Yeah! Don't go disapearin' on us like that!"
He liked the three hairless girls at night. They feed him and play with him and pet him. He still drew the line at sweaters and collars, though. His day half wouldn't approve.
Long-hair stared at him a long moment. "Hey, Fluffy? Are you really a werewolf?"
"May!"
"What? We all heard 'em; Rolf was organizin' a werewolf hunt and they knocked on our door askin' about Fluffy."
"She... kinda has a point, Lee."
"Ah... shaddup." Curly-hair said halfheartedly.
He perked up at the familiar word 'werewolf.' Oh. Right. He'd come all this way for a reason. Extracting himself from the arms holding him, he raced into the bushes.
He looked around, unable to find what he'd stashed there a few days prior. He'd put it around here somewhere, he swore...
Ed whined at him. His day half's hat was clamped firmly in his jaws, head stretched forward in offering. He yipped and gratefully took it from him, running back to where the hairless girls were. He handed it to Blue-hair, who held it up to examine it better in the moonlight.
It was a full moon tonight, he thought distractedly. He loved the full moon.
"No. Way."
"That makes a lot of sense, actually."
"He coulda told us. We can keep a secret. 'Sides, s'not like anyone woulda believed us anyway."
He didn't answer, reveling in the feeling of the night air in his fur and the feeling of belonging welling up in his chest.
He had a pack now. He had friends. That was more than enough for him.
Author's Note: It's kind of an abrupt ending, I have to admit, but It's an ending nonetheless. Also, I'd like to mention that Double D and the others can't understand what the kids are saying, just their actions and expressions. This chapter just would've been a lot more difficult to write without the dialogue.
I am planning on writing a sequel to this (Also a bit of a prequel; as it'd tell the tale of how Double D became a werewolf and the events occurring soon thereafter) but it's going to be a little while. I've got more multiple chapter stories I'd like to work on before I started on another, so it'll be a few weeks/few months.
So... see you guys then? Thanks for reading!
-Mandaree1
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