"Agh!"
Kevin gasped out as he slammed open the door to the back, the cold breeze blowing against his face. With a sharp throw, and resisting the urge to collapse right then and there from the pain in his leg, he lifted his hands and threw the bucket foward onto the hard floor.
He took a few steps back, breathing heavily—and firmly gripping the doorknob, he slammed the door shut.
He gasped out, inhaling and exhaling. He could hear his own heartbeat in his ears as he stood with his shoulders slumped. What was that thing? Why—why on earth was it even alive? If.. if it was alive, did that mean the kid could have possibly been harmed in any way without him knowing?
He shakily turned around, letting his hand press against the wall as he guided himself back to the door that led into the main area of the store. If the doll was alive, he wasn't letting the kid take it back—that's for sure. He didn't know how he was gonna make him not question why, and he didn't know how he'd even get rid of it without anyone knowing, but he definitely knew it probably wasn't right for the kid to have it now.
What was he going to tell the kids friend, who had so happily been sharing the doll? A sigh escaped his mouth as he finally made his way toward the door, shakily grabbing the doorknob, and opening it. It let out a small creak.
He entered the room with a step—the conditioned air enveloping his flushed body. He breathed, and breathed, before letting out a groan. Kevin leaned against the door, and sunk.
God.. why did nothing ever get better around here?
Yet as he exhaled, and inhaled, he heard the familiar sound of something ringing. The sound of the door at the bell, which usually meant that someone had entered.
He looked up, and widened his eyes slightly. There, walking in as he stared, were the sight of two familiar figures. A child in a skeleton costume—clothed with a warm sweater and ear-muffs. And a child in a pumpkin costume with a sweater and a comfy hat atop his mask.
The kids.
Kevin's mouth hung slightly open as he looked upon the kid who he had been looking after. And then at the child in the pumpkin costume.
"Hi, Kevin!" They both spoke, but their voices quickly faltered. Their eyes lowered to his leg, and they both seemingly noticed the red spot on his knee.
"Oh—uh.. what happened to you?" The kids friend asked.
The two kids waddled up to him as he tried to speak, but could barely muster a few words.
"..I.. kids—what are you doing here?" Kevin shakily replied, "You're not supposed to.."
His voice trailed off. The kid in the pumpkin costume wondered off to a corner, while the kid he had been looking after wondered over to his side, a worried expression behind his mask.
After a few seconds, the kid in the pumpkin costume wondered back over, something pink and bright in his hands. Something small, and..
It was a candy bandaid.
The kid picked the bandaid, and bending over slightly, he plastered the bandaid over the cut in Kevin's knee.
Kevin stared, and a slight smile began to curl on his lips. "..oh. Uh.. thanks, dude." His voice slightly softened as he looked upon them.
"No problem, Kevin!" The kids friend replied with a grin.
"Uh.. listen—Kevin. We need your help? We kinda went out, and.. and we lost our doll.." The kids voice began to soften as he shuffled his feet nervously, fumbling with his hands.
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Lavender - A Spooky Month AU Fanfiction.
FanfictionSummary: Skid goes about his daily life in the care of his adoptive father, Kevin-though of course as always with him, shenanigans ensue. TWS: GRIEF, PARENT-DEATH, IMPLIED CHARACTER DEATH, CAR CRASH, CANNIBALISM, ATTEMPTED MURDER, ANIMAL DEATH (BECA...