Number Seven: Death by the Goose Fairy
It’s not an easy life when people are constantly killing you, as Scott discovered. In fact, he was busy hiding under his bed whimpering when there was a loud crash and a honking noise. Terrified, Scott stuck his nose out from under the… over-hangy bit on a bed and stared.
There, in the middle of him room, was a goose. A goose with sparkly fairy wings, a wand, and a pink tutu. The goose stared at him. This, Scott realised, was the Goose Fairy of his nightmares, and he knew exactly what was going to happen next.
The goose fairy took Scott home in a sack, fattened him up, and then, when it was nearly Christmas, bashed him over the head, killed him, and ate him for Christmas dinner.
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