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*Yawn*

A young boy awoke in the wee hours of the morning, hearing such a ruckus outside. Of course, it would be his house that such a loud sound.

But nevertheless the unlucky boy woke up with pleasure.

" Another unlucky day! But today i get to see razor!!" Bennett awoke brightly. He flung off his bedsheets and got ready as soon as he could so he could go see razor.

But before he left his home he grabbed a little present for razor. He really hoped he wouldn't ruin it.

And after that he rushed out and to springvale, where they had decided to meet, deciding the forest was too filled with hilichurls.

And by the time bennett arived he saw a rough boy with piles of soft jaged hair laying down on a stack of hay barrels. But he perked up looking to bennett and smiling.

He got up and walked over to bennett, holding something behind his back. " I brought you, a gift. Burny girl... Helped..." razor said trying his best with speech.

"Yup! And i brought you my gift! I'll show you mine first!" bennett brought a small box from pocket. It was oddly shaped. He handed the wrapped lump to razor with a wide smile. And as razor tore through the paper with his sharp nails a look of confusion spread across his face. Bennett decided to explain his strange gift.

"Do you remember how you said," i wish you were here more. " i uh.. Made you a little me.. I crocheted it myself. Uh... Do you.. Like it? " he said looking at razors blank face. Suddenly razor hugged it tightly.

Bennett blushed a little. " Bennett. I don't know word. But razor thinks it is like how razor likes meat."

" You love it then. When you love something is when you really really like it. So you love meat!" Bennett smiled trying to help razor remember this word.

" oh! Razor has this for you!" razor thrust a small object wrapped in a large leaf." take!" razor said thrusting it toward Bennett once more.

Bennett took it from the boy and he then used both arms to hug the little doll mad to look like Bennett.

The object was light and had gray furs sticking out of rhe sides, Bennett worried it might be a chuck of razors hair but assured himself that was absurd.

Instead, when Bennett oped the leaf a small wolf stuffed animal was revealed. " I, sewed that! Burny girl cut the pieces, then i took a needle and poked it! Miss lisa taught me how to make it!"

" It has the same scars as you! Bennett said looking it over." the plush was well made, but the stitches in places were sloppy and misplaced. Lisa definitely went back and sewed it back up properly so i won't fall apart. And the paws were weighted probably with seeds from a flower...

" Scars?" razor tilted his head.

Bennett held the wolf up and ran his finger along the visible scar on the wolfs face. " scar..." and then he lifted his hand to touch razors face and felt his cold cheek as he lightly outlined the same scar.

Razor leaned into the touch of Bennetts rough gloved hand. And as he did so bennett tried to stutter what he meant to describe " a-and tha-ts you. Yo-you have rhe same scar on you ch-cheek." He gulped hard and his face turned the sam color as his pryo vision.

" Bennett, let's go somewhere else... There's too many people here..."

" Oh! Okay. Let's just go west of here, theres a clear spot with a couple trees, only a few traders pass by, but it's never busy on this particular day."

" Race?!" Razors eyes sparkled. Bennett hated racing, razor was incredibly fast and bennett usually ended up hurting himself by tripping on something. But