Page 52 of Pick Me Up On Tuesdays

Joy was already pulling out her phone. “Nah, let him do it. This is free entertainment.”

Shun, still scrolling through her phone, finally looked up and sighed. “We’re about to witness a moose-related crime, aren’t we?”

Mia, to my absolute horror, was already filming. “This is gold.”

Meanwhile, Ethan took another step forward and—oh, no—winked at the moose.

“Did it hurt?” he asked, voice dripping with charm.

The moose stopped chewing.

Ethan smirked. “When you fell from—”

The moose snorted aggressively, and the ground shook.

Everything went to hell in approximately 0.2 seconds.

The moose’s eyes, which had been normal brown just moments ago, suddenly glowed bright yellow. Its shimmering fur flared like a nebula, and a deep, unnatural rumble filled the air. Its massive antlers crackled with energy, and with an earth-shattering roar, it charged.

Straight.

At.

Us.

Mia screamed. Joy started laughing maniacally. Shun whispered, “I knew this would happen.”

And Ethan?

The absolute idiot turned on his heel, sprinted toward us, and yelled:

“RUN!”

I did not need to be told twice.

I booked it. Hard. Faster than I had ever run in my entire life.

Max, being the absolute jock that he was, was already way ahead, laughing his head off. “DUDE, YOU FLIRTED WITH A MOOSE!”

“NOT THE TIME, MAX!” Ethan hollered as he bolted past me.

Joy, still laughing, yelled back, “I hope you get rejected, Ethan!”

“I THINK I ALREADY DID!”

The moose bellowed, antlers sparking, and at that moment, I realized it wasn’t just running after us—it was hovering slightly above the ground.

"Oh, come on!" I wheezed. "It can fly?!"

Shun, still scrolling on her phone while running, glanced up. "Oh, cool. A cosmic moose. That’s rare."

"NOT THE TIME, SHUN!" I screamed.

Mia, somehow still filming, panted, “This. Is. The. Best. Documentary. Ever.”

Meanwhile, the moose wasn’t stopping. If anything, it was gaining speed.

"I’M GONNA DIE BECAUSE OF A MOOSENADO!" I shrieked.

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