Dramatic Rainbow Friends! 𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒚.

Chaper seven/capítulo siete.

El mutante morado se encontraba bajo las tuberías, como siempre, este se encontraba un poco cansado aburrido, cansado por no haber dormido bien y aburrido de esperar a que los niños pasaran por delante de su tubería para así almorzar. Estaba muerto de hambre y no habia devorado a ningún niño, tendría que pedirle a su amigo Orange que le compartiera du comida en bolsas, hizo una mueca de enojo al saber eso, no habia tuberías en la habitación de dinosaurio naranja, eso significaba que tendría que salir, algo que no le gustaba ya que todos sus amigos lo verían arrastrase por el piso como un gusano. Resulta que Purple no tenia piernas, las habia perdido también por culpa de su jefe, es esa la razón del porque no le gusta salir afuera. . .Con unas de sus manos levanto la puerta de las tuberías y comenzó a agarrarse de las paredes o objetos que lo rodeaban, aunque cada vez avanzaba mas, su velocidad era como la de una tortuga, llegaría a lo de Orange en la noche cinco. A lo largo de su camino, se dio cuenta de que sus amigos no estaban caminando por hay, quizás estaban dormidos, algo que el de pelaje morado quería impedir, pero no podía, no podía causar ruidos de metal ya que no estaba dentro de las tuberías, tampoco podía hablar y golpear cosas se le volverían un poco complicado. Ya se estaba cansando de tanto agarrar y tironear, estaba seguro de que en cualquier momento eso pasaría ¡Y no se equivocaba! Todo se torno de negro y termino durmiendo en el frio piso, aun así, cuando despertó, no se encontraba en en el lugar donde se habia rendido, estaba en las tuberías, frente un monto de carne ¿Cómo habia llegado hay? ¿Acaso todo habia sido un sueño? Termino desayunando bastante carne, aunque sus amigos se dieron cuenta de su festín, lo habían olido desde lejos, sobre todo Orange, quien apareció en unos segundos, Purple no dudo ni dos veces en compartirles por lo menos la mitad de la carne que habia aparecido mágicamente, compartir siempre es bueno.
- Pero. . .
    El de pelaje rojo no estaba del todo desacuerdo con la imagen que estaba viendo, el habia traído toda esa comida para Puple, no para los demás, aunque. . .¿Que mas da? Era un poco obvio que esto pasaría. . .

-----------------Translator: English-----------------

The purple mutant was under the pipes, as always, he was a little tired bored, tired of not having slept well and bored of waiting for the children to pass in front of his pipe so they could have lunch. He was starving and he hadn't eaten any children, he would have to ask his friend Orange to share his bagged food, he grimaced knowing that, there were no pipes in the orange dinosaur room, that meant he would have to go out, something he didn't like since all his friends would see him crawling on the floor like a worm. It turns out that Purple didn't have legs, she had also lost them because of her boss, that's the reason why she doesn't like to go outside. . .With one of his hands he raised the door of the pipes and began to grab onto the walls or objects that surrounded him, although he was advancing more and more, his speed was like that of a turtle, he would reach Orange's hause on night five. Along his way, he realized that his friends weren't walking around, perhaps they were asleep, something the purple-haired wanted to prevent, but he couldn't, he couldn't cause metal noises since he wasn't inside the gates. pipes, he couldn't talk either and hitting things would get a bit tricky. He was getting tired of so much grabbing and pulling, he was sure that at any moment that would happen, and he wasn't wrong! Everything turned black and he ended up sleeping on the cold floor, even so, when he woke up, he was not in the place where he had given up, he was in the pipes, in front of a pile of meat. How had Hay got there? Had it all been a dream? He ended up eating a lot of meat for breakfast, although his friends noticed his feast, they had smelled it from afar, especially Orange, who appeared in a few seconds, Purple did not hesitate twice to share at least half of the meat that had appeared magically, sharing is always good.
- But. . .
    The one with red fur didn't disagree at all with the image he was seeing, he had brought all that food for Puple, not for the others, though. . .What difference does it make? It was kind of obvious that this would happen. . .