Enjoy this tiny piece of writing, my lovelies.

It was a lovely day (err, night?) in LeviClan. Well, it was lovely as a day in LeviClan could be. There was the daily dose screaming, flirting, and stabbing but thankfully it wasn't a Monday and it wasn't two am.

Spire logged onto her account. Quite a few people were on, so she decided to join the conversation. They were currently talking about Wolfy's two AM flirting and Spire decided to go find it. After searching the Chat thread for a while, she finally posted it. In those few minutes, she missed quite a bit, so she went back and looked at the posts. One caught her eye.

Chuck posted:

"although i did snapchat her a pun before and she said nothing so e.e"

It was an innocent phrase directed to Lover, the administrator of LeviClan. It was widely known that she hated puns. There was the usual signature "Chuck" pouty face next to it and Chuck had claimed nugpage (that was surprising, though)— a completely normal post. Lover wasn't lurking in the shadows of the chat thread...

...right?

First big mistake.

Lover was on. She was always on. As everyone knew, she was always watching, never sleeping. And she came on just that right moment with her intimidating as fuck attitude and said:

"I'm going to punish you."

Now it couldn't get worst, right? A punishment from Lover was as good as death.

But then again, highlighting things typically doesn't give a painful death. But in this case it did. In fact, a good majority of normal things you do in LeviClan can give you painful death. And there came strike two, as Wolfy highlighted something in her sentence with a casual raise of his eyebrows.

"I'm going to punish you."

If things like the sky darkening and thunder rumbling could happen in a chatting thread, it certainly did in this one. Lover did not reply.

For thirty minutes they waited, Chuck panicking with her incorrect spelling and Wolfy calmly accepting his death while continuously glancing out the window, waiting for Lover to appear with sharpened knives. The others continued to chat uneasily, some disappearing completely. Others prayed for a tornado to sweep them to Oz.

Nothing happened at all. Lover didn't respond.

Wolfy heard a peculiar noise at his window and looked over to see a strangely familiar 15-year-old sharpening knives.

"Now, what did I tell you about puns?"

End.

Last part was stolen from Wolfy.

you probably wouldn't understand this if you weren't in LeviClan.