A Gentle Whistle...

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Puss In Boots's POV.


I was in the bar, drinking milk, thinking about how much of an idiot I was...


"Well... There's no purpose to live now... I burnt through all of my lives..." I thought to myself, before hearing a whistle, the tone sounded creepy, I looked over to see a wolf with a hood on, I was kind of caught off guard by his appearance, then he began to speak.


"Well, well, if it isn't Puss In Boots himself, hehehe, in the flesh!" He said in a deep voice.


"Hey..." I said, sounding very depressed.


"There's that famous hat, the feather, and... The boots... My compliments to your cobbler, ehehe." He said, scooching closer to me.


"Thanks..." I say, scooching away a bit... The wolf was about to speak, until I asked him something.


"Hey um, hope this doesn't sound too... Sad but... Is it bad that I want to stab myself in the heart?..." I can tell he was caught off guard, I noticed he looked down at something, then breathing in and out, before looking back at me.


"Listen, Gato... It's very bad, if you wanna talk to me about something, go right ahead, I'm not here to judge or make any rude remarks, I'm right here to listen to whatever you have to say." He said, placing his hand on my back... I teared up a bit, and then, I began to open up...


"I am down to my last life... And... I know I didn't value my past 8 lives... I deserve to die for wasting my lives..." The more I talk, the more my voice breaks and tears fall down my cheeks. "I'm just a selfish bastard! A moron! I just want to die!" I began sobbing, the wolf was rubbing my back as I sobbed.


"I know how it feels Gato... But I can assure you, life could be better if you try to interact with close ones you know, starting with me." The wolf said calmly.


"Y-You really mean it?..." I said, looking at him, tears raining down my cheeks, trembling a little from sobbing.


"I mean it Gato." He pulled me in for a hug, and I full on sobbed very hard in his arms, then I felt something brushing against my arm.


"Oh! Sorry, I didn't know if you'd needed that." Said someone in a normal male voice, it wasn't the wolf's, I looked and saw a dog.


"Oh, that's just my brother, Perrito, I decided to bring him along, he's willing to be your therapy dog, hope that's ok." The wolf said. "Oh, by the way, my names Lobo, or some people call me Death because of my job."


"I like the name Death, menacing and cool." I said, feeling better. "I figured." The wolf said, chuckling a bit, on the same day, me, Death, and Perrito just hanged out in the bar, talking about our lives, Perrito's was very sad, and that's how Death found Perrito, few hours later, we hear 4 people talking, they were Australian or British as I could tell.


"Baby, the last time we tried to hire someone you bloody broke the door down!" a girl's voice said.

"So what are YOU going to do Low Rent Cinderella?!" Said a male voice, I instantly recognize the voices...


Notes: Hope this part wasn't too dark :D

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