As junker arrived home from the meeting, he unlocked his door still mumbling about that damn gayer. When walking inside he noticed his pigeon costume wasn't in the same place he hung it.
Writing it off to him imaging things, he started to draw a chart in hopes to figure out where Paula Dean was. Within an hour his graph said something he did not expect, Paula Dean would have likely found his way in his home.
He jumped up, grabbed a knife, and toured his home looking. After finding nothing, he sat back on the couch assuming his math was incorrect. He then got a chill, looked around and saw nothing, but was his pigeon outfit always looking at him like that?
Then it clicked, he grabbed his knife but before he could even turn around there was a penguin beak straight through his heart. Junker falls lifeless to the floor.
Paula Dean takes off the pigeon outfit with a smirk and started to morph back into the wildcard stash. But .. Out of the corner of Paula's eye was seen a creature raising up...it was half junker, half beast...
Before Paula Dean could even flinch, the penguin was ripped in half with no mercy.
"Paula Dean? Paula Dead...bitch" said the junker werewolf before running into the forest.
Stash, the hybrid wildcard penguin is dead.
Junker, the villager werewolf is dead.
It is now day.