Red Tries Chocolate

Red is a character from the story Unveiling The Plot (It Was Bigger Than We Expected) by Platypusrocks.

The void is black. Nothing else can describe it, it's just... black. Empty.

Empty, that is, except for the wooden table floating there with chocolate on it.

I sit in the darkness, waiting for a certain person -err, wolf- to arrive. I rub my hands together, a downright nefarious expression on my face.

Finally, after what feels like ages, a white light appears, a portal. A wolf steps out of the light, looking frazzled. She blinked her red eyes and shook out her shaggy white fur. I smile to myself as I note how cool her horns look.

"WELCOME!" I shout. The wolf, Red, stares at me, her dark grey face nothing but bewildered.

"Where am I?" she asks, sounding just as confused as she looks. "And... who are you?"

"I AM THE AMAZING PLATYPUSROCKS," I bellow at her. She steps back and blinks rapidly. "I'm sorry, what? You look nothing like a platypus or a rock."

"No, Red, platypuses rock. You know what, just call me Platypus." Red stares at me suspiciously, looking disturbed now. "So... yeah, where am I again? And who are you, other than your name?"

"I AM YOUR PLATYTASTIC CREATOR," I shout again. Red snaps right back. "Platytastic is NOT a word," she says, her voice dangerously quiet.

"Well, ANYWAY," I say, still yelling, "This is the majestic realm where YOU WILL TRY CHOCOLATE!"

This time it's a blank expression from Red. "What in all of Jamaa is chocolate?" I gasp, the horror! How can my own character be ignorant of the radiance of chocolate?!

"Chocolate is a beautiful food," I sing. "Try some!"

Red looks at me tentatively and lifts a piece of chocolate off of the table with her horn-powered-telekinesis-thingy, the chocolate glowing crimson. She has grabbed dark chocolate, and I cringe at the thought.

Oh boy, Red was written to hate dark chocolate.

She pops it into her mouth and instantly spits it back out, gagging. "Are you trying to POISON ME?" she shouts, finally reaching my volume. "No, dark chocolate is gross!" I assure her. "Try some MILK CHOCOLATE! Or maybe WHITE CHOCOLATE! What about SEMISWEET CHOCOLATE CHIPS?"

Red lifts her bow and an arrow off of her back, then points it at me. "No more poison," she growls. Yeesh, what an intense character... oh.

I put up my hands in surrender. "No more poison," I promise.

Red picks up the milk chocolate and bites it hesitantly. Then, I see her face light up and soon she's devoured the entire bar. "THIS IS SO GOOOOOD," she screams. I blink in surprise, that was uncharacteristic.

"Well, hate to rush you, but you need to leave," I say. Red stares at me, confused again, but then she diverts her gaze to the chocolate forlornly. "Can I take it?" she asks. I grin and nod at her.

A few minutes later, I was watching my wolf walk into the portal to Jamaa, about two tons of chocolate in tow. I watch the scarlet candy bars flying into the portal long after Red went through, and I sigh contentedly. Maybe this would make up for all of the struggles I had planned for her in my plotline.