《The World Of Salad Fingers (Finished)》34
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"Oh, Uhm.. I'll sleep out here.. next to the fire." You said, trying your best to avoid the skeleton. "Ahh.. alrighty." He said. He crawled under the tarp and spoke to the finger puppets. You closed your eyes and fell asleep.
You woke up to a horse snarling and hooves digging into the dirt. It was early in the morning, around 4 AM. You looked at salad, he was asleep. You frightfully looked around while laying on the ground, to see if you saw a horse. There wasn't one in sight. Then, the clicks of the horse hoods and it's snarling stopped. Maybe it was just part of your mind.. you relaxed and closed your eyes, starting to fall back into your dreams. Warm air hit your face for afew seconds. You opened your eyes to see what it was and-
A white and black speckled horses nose was right above your face as it looked down at you. In shock, you shouted-
You opened your eyes to daylight. You quickly leaned forward, breathing heavily. Salad fingers was packing all the flares and such, then looked back at you. "Ah, your awake. How was your rest?" He questioned. The horse.. it must have been a dream..
"U-uhm.. good.." you replied to him. You slowly stood up, and stretched. "Would you like some oatmeal for breakfast?" Mr. fingers asked, walking towards the fire (which he must have started while you were asleep). "Ah, yes please." You smiled. After afew minutes, salad gave you a bowl of food. It was abit burnt and was crunchy, but not bad. Tasted exactly how you remembered.
You quickly ate it all, and gave the bowl back to salad. "Would you like to go now?" He asked. "Sure."
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