Once Upon a time. There was a fox, named Bedrie?r. Up upon the cloud, oh so high, grey with thorns and bry. With flurries of gold and white as pure as snow. Until all was over. Whereas, was it Monday?

  Mr. Bedrie?r had six days for different things. Or so the stories go.

  A day for creativity and art was Sunday.

  A day for fun and care. With words and hair everywhere, was Tuesday.

  On Wednesday, Mr. Bedrie?r was smart and mysterious.

  When Thursday came by, the day for work and money hit.

  As Friday comes, food and family arise. And Bedrie?r feasts.

  At last, when Saturday comes, the cycle is renewed. A day for a little of everything

  Bedrie?r had a friend named Sunday. This friend was creative and artsy. Every Sunday. Sunday would come, with new art and creative fun.

  The next day Monday came. When ...... came. She was everything. Monday doesn't exist. Monday is a traitor.

  On Wednesday, Nes came over. Dropping a case and tea, then leaving. As foreboding as a calming storm. Mr. Bedrie?r would leave every day, dark and moody, with a dark smirk on his face. In all black, sharp as a knife, poised as a rose with thorns.

  Nes, leaving a jar of tales and hail, Nes would depart, beckoning with her, Mr. Bedrie?r.

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  "Darn Nes, doing the most, making me an offer I can't refuse."

  . . .

  'After Monday betrayed me and the other days, I left that life behind.' "When I see Nes, it's on sight. Her and all her stupid ideals..." "I'd rather be with my lover and daughter."

  .

  . With Nes.

  .

  'Talking to Bedrie?r is never an easy task. He's gotten edgier.'

  "Always putting me on edge, that one. Why does he have such a dreadful aura? Ugh~"

  'He's right about one thing though, Monday is a traitor. I just don't understand, why I'm trying to save him, what's calling me to him?'

  .

  . With Bedrie?r

  .

  "Through the forest we go it seems."

  'This witch is gonna get on my nerves, the bear brothers and that kid that tags along too.'

  "Darn shifters."

  Rustle~

  "State yourself?"

  "Sup edge lord. What ya doing in my territory? It's rare to see you not with the kid."

  "Speak of the devil I guess."

  "How charming for you to compliment me."

  "It wasn't a compliment hag."

  "Whatever, Don Torreto."

  "Did you just-"

  "Anyway, what do you need? Is it Monday?"

  "TCH~ We don't talk about-"

  "Yeah, yeah, "We don't talk about Bruno~"

  "URGH! You craggy old-... My bad, put the wand down, no need to get hostile."

  "I thought so, watch your tone."

  "Tch."

  "Huh? What was that?"

  "Nothing."

  "I thought so. AND for you're information, I'm only 998. ALSO, my face is even, you wanna be DARK VADER"

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