Hi everyone! Sorry I haven't updated for a while. There won't be anymore for a week either, because I'm vacationing with my family to Ferryport Landing (well, not really, but why would I tell you where I'm going?)

So I was looking around the archive, and I realized there aren't that many stories with Moth. Which disappointed me. So…

Tell me: a three-sentence fanfiction about Moth. I don't care what about, but Moth must be a character within it. Have fun! Winners will be announced next time!

Without further ado, here we go!


Red sighed. She was sick in bed and hating every minute of it. One minute she felt like her body was on fire, but the next, she felt like she was buried head to foot in snow.

It was six in the morning when Daphne crept into her room. "Do you dare me?" she asked.

Red looked at her, puzzled. "Do I dare you what?"

"That every time at breakfast I say Puck I cough and under my breath I say Sabrina."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, for example, I might say, 'Puck, please pass the syrup. Cough, Sabrina, cough cough.'"

"Fine, I dare you."

Daphne looked pure evil. "This is going to be awesome!"


Forty-five minutes later, Daphne returned, covered in glop from top to bottom.

Red laughed. "So, how did it go?"

Daphne smiled mischievously. "Excellent."


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