🖤" That One Day..."🖤

🖤Chapter 9 🖤

Third person.
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Lunch time came Rolling around as Mallory sat at his desk playing with a needle. Man, he should of used these in combat they would have been really helpful. The door opened and Mallory looked to where the door was. There stood his new son who he has yet to sign the papers for. His two friends standing next to him "hey... Dad?" Dust asked as Mallory let out a hum. "Yes? Is there something you need?" He replied back. "Is it ok if we sit here for lunch? There's no tables open at the moment" dust asked as Mallory nodded and continued to play with his needle.

Time went by as the four sat in the room in silence. "Hey dad?" "Yes dust?" "... What was she like?..." Dust asked. "Who was like what?" "What was your girlfriend like?" He asked again, Mallory chuckled. "She was a very hotheaded person... Never really gave a damn on what other people think... Very flirty and fun to be around..." Mallory said in a sad tone. "You would have loved her... She would have loved you..." He smiled sadly. He missed his lover, more than life itself.

"She seems lovely sir..." Said killer in a sad tone, this woman and his old sewing teacher sounded so familiar. Mallory hummed in response "she was... She knew me so well, yet never really knew herself..." Dust had felt bad for asking that question so he stayed silent. "But enough sadness... How are classes going for you three?" Mallory asked as the boys shot up. " Classes are going good sir, except for gym... Mr. Error doesn't know when to give us a break!" Horror chuckled. Mall's hummed as he remembered when he would train nights gang.

He missed those days but knew he couldn't just stay in the shadows for to long. He now had a son, a fat cat, and thirty other kids to take care of. "I'm sure he does it to toughen you three up..." Mallory said as dust looked up at this. " How was your highschool year's?" He asked as Mallory looked up at this question. "I didn't have highschool... I learned everything I could either on my own or by others." This caught all their attention as they groaned and told Mallory that he was lucky not to have highschool. He chuckled as the bell ring, signaling that lunch time was over. The three students sighed and got up, saying bye to their teacher as they headed to class.

Once they left, mal sighed and got back to sewing. Starting on a new doll as his next and final period started.

• At the end of the day •

Dust walked out of class and headed to his new dad's classroom. Once he got there he heard two people talking. Looking into the crack of the door, dust saw PJ and Mallory talking as Mr error sat at a desk in the far back. Dust took a deep breath and walked in, grabbing all of their attention. Dust looked down and Mal chuckled a little. "Dust, I hope it isn't a problem for PJ to start walking home with us on Tuesday and Wednesday." Mal said as PJ and Mr error looked away "if you don't mind me asking, but why?" Dust asked. "Error isn't always to take PJ home and is afraid for him to walk alone. So he asked me to walk him home when he can't." Mal's said as dust nodded not wanting to talk about this anymore than they do.

The three walked out and headed to PJ's home, it was silent until PJ stood up. "So Mr Mallory... Did you work out or something before you were blind?" He asked. Dust had a disgusted look on his face " it's rude to talk about people being blind" dust spoke out in a calm manner. PJ was about to say something before Mallory beat him to it. "No... I trained way before hand so I could help those who I could." He answered truthfully as PJ looked up in amazement. "You must be very strong then huh?!" He asked in excitement as dust let a small smile spread on his bony cheek's. "Maybe... Some people were able to lay their hands on me and cause awful wounds but that was it." Mal's said as he stopped in front of PJ's home, "I believe it is time for you to go inside now" Mallory said as he patted the boys skull.

"Thanks for walking me home again!" PJ shouted as he closed the door. "You walked him home before?" Dust asked his dad. "He asked me to, all though ink was there too" mal's said as dust looked up in shock. "Let's get home..."
Mallory said as he turned around and started walking. It always made dust curious on how he knew where to go without a walking stick or someone else there to help. He even wondered what his dad's eye's looked liked underneath that clothe over his eyes.

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Sorry this chapter was so short, I have a lot of things on my plate so it'll be a while before I'm able to post again.

Love you all🖤 Bye!!