Night 5:
One would think, given the recent murders in the village, that all able-minded villagers would stay in their homes. Apparently, Bubbles - what a name - is not one of those villagers. On this night, Bubbles decides that the crisp, cool, winter air is a ripe time to go butterfly hunting - no one tell Bubbles that the butterflies are all gone during the winter.
Prancing about the town gardens at night, searching for butterflies in the winter, Bubbles is in love with life. dustb0wlkid comes to join in the merriment - again not one of the wiser villagers - and him and bubbles have a fantastic time prancing, dancing, and being giddy. After about half an hour, the pair get frustrated that they have yet to find a single butterfly.
"It's because of your poor attitude, dustb0wlkid." said Bubbles.
"Feck off, it's because you're ugy, Bubble." retorts dustb0wlkid.
The two begin to slap at each other. The slapping turns to tussling. The tussling to a full on street fight. The two villagers who were once happy and giddy became raging animals - all because they were unaware that butterflies hibernate/die/are caterpillars during the winter.
The street fight continues until Bubbles feels a tap on his shoulder. He turns his head to see large, sharp fangs. It's the last thing he sees. Before he can say a word, the fangs clamp around his head crushing his skull, and all that resides inside, into nothingness. dustb0wlkid runs away, not able to see a thing.
Bubbleawsome,
is dead!
*Day 6 Begins*