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Wilbur Soot blinked at the dark blue mass of furry fur. The mass blinked back.
"Sir-" Wilbur said, torn between bewilderment and rage. He doesn't have time for this, AND his dramatic moment was ruined. The festival will be ending soon, and instead of finding his button in the dynomate cave he found- well. Whatever this is. He can't blow L'manburg to kingdom come if there's a demon holding his method of doing it, "You've got something of mine."
Dark Blue Thing stared back, and slowly lifted the button to his mouth.
"nO-"
There was a large crashing noise. Wilbur looks toward the noise. The dark blue thing has crawled out of the ground. It's furry. "Who are you-"
"OMGMGMGMMFMFMSJFHYIHEYISHJDK," the thing charges toward Wilbur.
"I HAVE COME TO EAT YOUR THIRD AND FOURTH RIB ON THE LEFT SIDE!!!!" It groans.
Suddenly, the Duolingo Owl pops out of his mouth.
In an incredible force of fourth-wall-breakage, he begins to speak to the Outschool students and Auntie.
"HELLO, OUTSCHOOL STUDENTS..." It squawks, "AND AUNTIE............................................................................................................ THE REASON I AND COOKIE ARE HERE IS TO TELL WILBUR TO DO HIS DUOLINGO LESSON! OUTSCHOOL, CAN YOU PLEASE CHANT LATIN WITH ME TO ENCOURAGE WILBUR TO DO HIS LESSON"
Then, mater tua.