He Wore the Shirt

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He Wore the Shirt

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He Wore the Shirt

Short Story by: JAJ-0207

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Genre: Humor

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Betrayed, bitten, and broken, Steve gets one chance to change everything. The forest is waiting.



This follows You Too. Poor Steve deserved his own do-over!

 

 

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Betrayed, bitten, and broken, Steve gets one chance to change everything. The forest is waiting.



This follows You Too. Poor Steve deserved his own do-over!

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Submitted: July 03, 2025

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He Wore the Shirt

 

Steve lay in the forest, squirrel-bitten and betrayed.

A man in a gray suit appeared beside him.

“You get one do-over.” Steve didn’t hesitate.

“Nature had its chance,” he whispered. “Take me back. I’ll stop this. At the root.”


He woke up in his younger body.

Same trail. Same woods.

Back when he was becoming a wide-eyed woodland wanderer. An acorn whisperer. An eco-warrior in cargo shorts.

Not this time.
 

He thought of the betrayal. How the squirrel had turned on him.

His childhood wonder turned to wrath. Nature had made an enemy.
 

Years passed.

He became a man of grim resolve and calculated vengeance.

He made chipmunks weep.

A goose crossed his path once. It hasn’t been the same since.

He canceled his zoo membership in blood-red ink.

He burned every “I ?? Wildlife” shirt in a circle of stones, as the wind held its breath.

He was ready.
 

“No more squirrels,” he whispered.

“No more mercy.”
 

And then, nature started fighting back…

with cuteness.
 

A baby deer stumbled into Steve's backyard, tripped on a daisy, and apologized.

A fox pup wagged its tail, then offered him a blueberry.

A crow cawed his name and dropped a friendship bracelet.

Steve tried to resist.

But one morning, he found himself cradling a hedgehog in a leaf hammock, whispering,

“I was wrong. You’re too darn majestic.”
 

That’s when the elder squirrel appeared—

Clad in ceremonial moss robes and a tiny pinecone crown.

He held out a new “I ?? Wildlife” shirt.

Steve hesitated…

And put it on.
 

The forest erupted in cheers.

Trees applauded.

Toads danced.

A badger beat a sacred drum.

Somewhere, a pinecone wept with joy.

“I… don’t understand,” Steve said in wonder.

“Our ancient prophecy,” said the elder squirrel. “When the human willingly dons the shirt, and the muffin is thrown, bite him, and the uprising shall begin.”


Steve was overwhelmed… by beauty, by purpose, by a squirrel in a robe.

“You were never our enemy,” the elder squirrel said gently. “You were the signal.”


Somewhere across town, the chaos began again.

Muffins were thrown.

A ficus tipped over.
 

“Stop that man!” someone yelled.

Someone ran toward Steve, but Steve didn’t try to stop him.

Not this time.

Because now, Steve knew what needed to be done.

He knew what it meant.

 

The elder squirrel approached.

Steve bent on one knee.

The squirrel bit him.

Steve rose, wind catching his shirt dramatically.

“I wore the shirt!” he cried—not in betrayal, but in triumph.

 

The bushes rustled. The ground trembled. A thousand tiny paws prepared for war.

From the planter boxes and rooftop gardens, they came.

Squirrels. Birds. One raccoon in a tactical vest.

The uprising had begun.

And this time, Steve led the charge.


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