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You were walking through the woods, you normally took a walk once a week, just to get some fresh air and away from the stress of work. However, the entire walk made you feel like someone was watching you. However, it started to rain. You began to head towards your normal hideout from the rain. You made it to a small cabin, one that was normally left abandoned, but it was there, and despite its run-down appearance, it was dry inside.
You walked inside, and you heard something that sounded like a thump, you decided to investigate the sound, and spotted a woman who looked to be in her late 20s, lying on a bed with sheets that looked bloody. Then a small boy appeared from behind the door, screaming "B-BOO!! RAA- GO SHO!! "The boy didn't look any older than four years old, he was trying to make himself look scary "..are you ok?" *you peered down at the little boy, who when he realised his scaring method wasn't working, he ran towards the bed, trying to shake the woman awake, but she didn't react to the shaking "Mama! Mama get up! Scary person." he kept glancing around to see you standing in the door frame, he turned around and took a defensive stance, and you couldn't help but pity the boy. "Is that your mum?.. Is she sleeping?" you felt like asking, only, she didn't look to be sleeping, she looked to be in a much dire state, a large patch of blood on her sheets You tried to approach the boy and his mum, to try to check on them. "It's ok... You don't need to be scared, I'm just go-" You were cut off before you could continue to speak "No. I'm not." "..not what darling?" "Not scared. I'm not scared. Go away. Mama's sick." His mother looked worse than sick, far worse "Honey I don't think of your mothers well... How long has she been sleeping for?" "Three... days.." "People don't sleep that long-" The boy moved towards his mother "How would you know?! Who are you? Jesus? A doctor? The fairy godmother?" He rubbed his eyes, he looked like he had been living in the cabin's small room for about a week, and his mother did not look good... "I don't think your mamas are gonna wake up. I don't think she's sleeping" "No. Mama is sleeping. She's sleeping. Sh-.. sh-shes sleeping.." The little boy gently held his mother's hand, it was lying out from under the covers like he had been holding it a lot. You reached out towards the boy, gently checking his temperature, his skin was cold probably from being outside with no proper form of warmth or protection. He didn't pull away from the touch, he leaned into it, your hands were warm and he was freezing. He realised what he was doing and pulled back "..kid you're freezing.." The boy scratched his cheek "I'm.. I'm not a kid... I'm a big boy.. Mama said so.." The boy seemed rather attached to his mother, but it made sense, there was no sign anyone else had been in the little cabin, "... Mama said I'm a menace.. But.. but a good menace.. Like.. like the M&M song.." the kids' innocence was sweet. You crouched down next to the little boy, gently turning him to face you "Kiddo... how about, I take you back to mind? Hm? We can get you some food, and all warmed up... And.. we will come back and get Mama for you later.." you knew you weren't going to come back for his mother. Maybe you would call the police to come sort it, but you couldn't leave this boy here. "Am not a kiddo.." the boy kept looking at his mother, he clearly didn't want to leave her... "will... will you promise we can see Mama later..." you nodded "Yes, I promise, we will come to see Mama later... Come on, we can get you all cosy.." You took your jacket off, wrapping it around the little boy as if it was a cape. You scooped up the little one who seemed to almost go limp as you carried him, he mumbled, seemingly trying to improve the mood "..you go blah blah blah.. A lot.. Did anyone tell you that before?.. It's all blah and blah and... Uh.. dunno." He was cute, you gently stroked his hair, trying to use your body heat to warm him up more. "What's your name?"
He rested his head on your shoulder "Arlo.. an... and I can't stay. For dinner. I need a be back to check on Mama.." "..what if I promise some pancakes? You'd like pancakes wouldn't you?" "Oo.. I mean.. Okay maybe.."
