Mackenzie's Fable 2 Fan Fiction?

That's right. It was 11:00 at night, I was bored, it sounded kinda funny, and here is. It has references to both Fable 2 and Fable 1 so one would have probably need to play both in order to fully appreciate it. Mackenzie Fox proudly presents...

The Tragic Horror Tale of Wally the Carriage Drivers's Adventure in Oakvale!

Wally, a carriage driver, spawned in Bloodstone one day, due to a recent massacre performed by a certain hero of the old NPCs that once walked its streets and offered certain business from its street corners. Wally thought this was a rather strange place to live, as there was no carriage in need of driving in Bloodstone. They had a boat instead, and Wally was certainly not boatsman, not after he suffered a traumatic accident involving a most magnificent tuna that wasn't quite as dead as it smelled. However, this was all pointless, in regards that Wally was no longer in Bloodstone, but now lost forever in the depths of Wraithmarsh. The same hero that had once been so fond of massacring the residents of Bloodstone, had returned one day to atone for his/her sins by playing the lute for five minutes in the center of town. Once sufficient good points had been received, no one seemed to remember their slain predecessors. It was then that the hero turned his/her attention to Wally. Seducing him with the undeniable humor of the sock puppets, Wally agreed to follow this hero into Wraithmarsh, where the hero then grew bored of him, dismissed him, and left him in the predicament he now finds himself in.

Wally crept through the dark, foggy swampland of Wraithmarsh, alone and fearful, when suddenly he came upon the remains of an ancient village. Before it lied a tattered sign that addressed the site as Oakvale. Wally looked at the village and quickly observed it to be flooded. It would take at least two balverines and a reasonably sized hobbe to get him to go in there, for beneath its waters, tuna could be waiting, plotting against him, waiting for the chance to strike. As Wally turned to leave, a balverine suddenly jumped down from a tree. "Oh, woe is me!" cried Wally the carriage driver, "Today I will surely die! At least it will not be by the slippery claw of the evil tuna!" But then, another balverine and a hobbe jumped down from a different tree. "Oh even more woe am I!" sobbed Wally, "I will surely suffer a painful demise, but that hobbe looks rather small, so I will take my chances and not risk the encounter with the dreaded tuna!" But then, suddenly, the hobbe grew three times its size! "Fate does curse me, indeed!" wailed Wally, "This is too much. Be ready tuna! Here I come!" Then Wally dove into the waters surrounding the rotten houses. Wally swam further and further into Oakvale, and the further he went, the more and more he expected the dreaded tuna to strike, but the tuna didn't strike. Wally pulled himself from the water onto the roof of an old barn and tried to catch his breath, when a dreadful chill ran down his spine. He spun around to see a horrific apparition standing behind him. What dreadful spirit could this be he wondered as he stared into its heartless eyes. The hair on the back of his neck stood up and his bones grew could. The spirit open is incorporeal mouth and spoke with a voice that could strike fear into the hearts of the bravest warriors. It stared into Wally's very soul and questioned, "Are you just gonna stand there like a lemon?"