Villager is a smol boi. No, seriously. He is. And he's a very good boi, too. Whenever he's not eating salads and drinking water, he's probably either taking a walk, playing with his toys, doodling pictures, or hanging out with me.
Yes, you read that right. This is a first person story, and Mr. Game And Watch, aka me, is the one telling this story. Oh wait, this is about smol boi, not me.
Anyways, I first met him while walking in a random forest. He was sleeping like a precious little bean in the grass. I walked near him and he woke up, somehow knowing I was there. He tried to run away, but because he was smol, he couldn't go very fast.
The first thing I said to him was, "It's okay little guy, I won't hurt you." He still didn't listen and attempted to avoid me. Eventually, he hid behind a tree. He looked really scared. I could hear the poor boi crying. I didn't know what to do.
After about a minute, he stopped crying and peeked out from behind the tree and looked at me. I waved gently at him. He still stared at me.
And then, he finally came out from behind the tree and walked up to me. I wanted to give him a hug, but that would probably make him run away again, so I introduced myself in a gentle tone and asked what his name was. He said nothing. I then gave him a stick for him to write his name in the dirt with, but he just cuddled the stick.
I then assumed that he wasn't given a name at birth, so I had to come up with a name for him. I thought of a lot of names, but smol boi rejected all of them. So I simply thought of a nickname for him: Villager. Because I didn't know what else to consider. He seemed to like it, because he was smiling a very smol smile (heehee, smile boi).
So the two of us walked out of the forest and into the city next to the forest. Villager's stomach growled, so we went to eat at a random restaurant. I don't remember what I ordered for myself, but I do remember what I got for smol boi. I got him chicken nuggets, but he freaked out over it. Then he started crying.
I tried to calm him down, but the next thing you knew, he was trying to order a salad, despite the fact we already ordered our food. Smol boi looked much happier when he got his salad. He munched on it as if nothing happened. What a peculiar boi, I thought.
Chapter 2 coming soon...