Happiness: 0

Nikita started down the hallway of his school and walked into his dorm. He was a pure white arctic fox (Fox back then) with icy blue as secondary and his paw and face things. He had a blue Mohawk and a red Jamaaliday Sweater.

"Hello," said his roommate, Chantelle. He was playing a video game.

The screen showed a "DEAD" sign and Nikita gasped. "No video games heer. Just TV."

"JUST TV???" repeated Chantelle in a more surprising and serious voice.

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* Four years earlier, a flashback*

Chantelle didn't know Nikita, so he got to play some video games.

Nikita was pouting across his dorm and Chantelle put some earmuffs on. The screaming was now muffled.

Chantelle relaxed on the couch until Nikita punched open the door.

"Man, what did you do to my door???" said Chantelle.

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* Present*

A few days later, Chantelle told Nikita the whole story to Nikita. Nikita screamed and pouted about it. "UGH! I DONT WANT TO BE YOUR ROOMMATE EVER AGAIN!"

Chantelle flicked Nikita's ear, and it made Nikita even madder. Nikita punched the door open and acted like a monster.

Chantelle was alone. He whispered to his toy mouse, "I'm all alone. Just with you, Sierra. Just. With. You."

Chantelle hugged Sierra the Toy Mouse, when he thought about Nikita. He went into a rage too, as he stepped on his friend. He went back, and he cried.

"SIERRA! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO YOU?"

Except a teacher named Mrs. Chambers let her go back to the Toy Store, and there was a fixing room. A Direwolf named Jonah fixed Sierra, and that was the end.

The end.