My Name Is Salad Fingers

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The small girl looked up to see another mutant like creature. It had milky green skin and a navy blue sweater. It looked as if it was talking to itself. She got a little closer to the mutant to notice that it was talking to a puppet on its long grotesque finger.
After the last experience she wanted to cut down on the talking, so she picked up her dull knife and walked up to him.
"So Hubert, where d-do you suppose w-we start l-looking?" The green man asked to the lifeless puppet.
The girl walked steadily towards it hiding the knife in her hand. When she got close enough she tapped him on his shoulder. The green man turned around to see her and a smile spread across his face. "Well look Hubert I-if it isn't uh.... Joyce! Y-yeah, Joyce Bithunia.... Sh-she's come to h-help us find a spoon."
The little girl (also now known as Joyce) gave a faint, awkward smile and nodded. "O-oh how rude, I forgot t-to introduce m-myself. Y-you can call m-me salad f-fingers.."
Joyce looked at the man, and giggled, for a man who's lost his mind his name was pretty sensible.


I know this was a shorter chapter but I promise they'll get longer during the weekends. 👌🏼

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