Scars That Wont Heal (Alan Becker Fanfiction)

(2) Food

<Purple POV>

I HAPPILY went downstairs, using my favorite black hoodie I had always worn. Dad Mango bought me lots of clothes, but most of them weren't long sleeves like my black hoodie.

I needed long sleeves...I didn't want Dad finding about my bruises.

He would think I was a weakling.

I went down and sat down on the chair. Dad Mango pushed a plate of scrambled eggs and a bowl of soup. Soup...soup...My dad, my real dad, Navy, always gave me soup if I was good enough. It was an easy dish, just water and salt. It was always plain soup, sometimes with boiled carrots.

This time the soup was thick.

I touched and soup with my spoon and saw it was creamy.
"What...is this???" I asked with curiosity. I never saw soup like this.
Dad Mango looked at me with surprise.

"It's cream soup, Blue told me how to make it," Dad Mango told me.

Cream soup, huh...?

I took a spoonful and ate it.

I fell in love with the 'soup'.

"IT'S SO GOOD!!!" I said, making Dad Mango flinch. I quickly apologized and drank all of the soup and ate the surprisingly good scrambled eggs. The soup was so creamy that I silently thanked Blue inside of my head for teaching Dad the recipe. Dad Mango smiled at me after I set down my plates and sighed.

Delicious.

<King Mango's POV>

I watched as Purple drank all of the soup and ate all the scrambled eggs. I guessed he liked it so much. I smiled as he finished, was he really this hungry?
"Hey, say what, why don't we both go visit the Stickman group?" I said. Purple's face brightened up in happiness.

"Really? I miss Green and the others a lot-" Purple said, his face beaming. I chuckled because I knew that Purple was close to Green.

But if Green hurts Purple I will not hesitate to-

"Cmon Lets go Dad!" Purple said, dancing around near the door. He already had his purple scarf on. I chuckled and opened the door, not forgetting my orange scarf.
As I opened the door, we were immediately faced with cold wind. It was winter here, and it was cold.

We walked down the pavement as Purple grabbed a poster.
"Huh...Wanted?" Purple said, I looked over to see a black hollow-headed stickman that looked like TSC. It looked like he was wanted. I shrugged it off as Purple stuck the poster somewhere.

We reached the end of the town and went inside a small, abandoned hut. Opening the door, Purple's eyes were twinkling with excitement. A soft purple glow came from the portal.
"Yesss!" Purple said, rushing through the portal. I quickly followed after him.

The portal lead to The Nether. I shuddered from all the bad memories from this place. But at least Purple is happy. The Piglins didn't dare to attack us, they knew who we were. I apologized and gave them a basket of gold but....we didn't earn their trust.

We silently walked to through the Nether and went to yet another portal. That lead to the Stickman's place.

*Ping!*

AH MY EYES-

Seriously, their place is TOO BRIGHT.

"Oh...hey King Mango and Purple!"