Getting a better look at where Monica wanted him to go for as the next stop, Damon couldn't believe his eyes on where he was at now. He knew that there wasn't a wooden house for miles then in his neighbor hood streets, yet there it was. A strange, yet not run down old cabin as it was almost like it was new and recently built.
This was all to weird as there was even an open, built in stable stall that he thought this had gone on long enough. however, before he could do anything about it that he saw Monica heading into the cabin as Damon did his best to stop her from going in. Monica looks back to the stubborn donkey when it pulled upon her dress.
"Damon!? Stop it!"Monica shouted at the donkeyfied Damon as he then let go of her dress, to now get her attention on something important that Monica started to wonder just what it could be.
"What? What is it? what do you want?" Monica said as Damon tried to say something, but it only came out as brays for this is was he tried to say to her. (Monica, please. This has gone long enough, turn me back. If not, then at least give me back my voice.)
Hearing out his pleading brays that Monica then tried to figure it out on what Damon had mostly said. "Oh, I see. You want to go back to being human again, no? If not that, then to return your voice back."
Damon just look at her while giving out a small bray to tell her yes as he then nodded, to make sure that she got the message right. Yet what came next, made him wish that he never had gone out with her tonight in the first place. "Oh, sorry bud. I'm just to tired right now. I don't want to change you back tonight as it's already leat out as it is. Besides, you look good as a donkey."
This made him mad on what was going on that Damon lets out a loud bray, trying to tell her this was unfair as he made it clear to her on the fox still around her neck. " Bray all you want, it won't change my mind. Oh! If you're looking for a place for the night, there's a small hay stable right over there somewhere."
Still frustrated about this that he started to stomp his right forhoof on the ground. Monica sees this behavior of him that she then spoke to end this for the night. "Unless you want me to change my mind and have you to stay a stubborn donkey, then keep it up on what you are doing as you're making a fuss about it. Otherwise, get to your hay bedding for the night and wait out till morning for you're to big to fit in here. And as for you my foxy friend, you're coming in with me. Now then, goodnight."
Monica then heads back inside as she slowly closes the door, leaving Damon out in the cold night with tears seeping out from under his eyes. With nowhere else to sleep, he slowly trotted off to the small hay bedding in the stable that he shortly then made himself comfortable for he was laying down like an animal he now was. Was this somehow all planned out for him, or was this some sort of a nightmare as he wanted to wake up from this dream that he was having?
'Some night this turn out to be' He thought to himself. What was he going to do now as he slowly drifted off to sleep.