Rose - A Poppy Playtime Story

Chapter 32 - Delight

(Frenemies :3. Warning: swearing, mention of an eating disorder, slightly depressing.)

A soft humming drifted through the hallways, the sound of plush feet echoing as they made contact with the ground below.

The humming was smooth and without mistakes or sharp breaths, each note flowed into the next.

The School House was extremely run down, it made you wonder if it was going to collapse and fall onto your head.

Catnap walked through the halls, not minding the run down state. The walk wasn't that long, but with the urge to turn around and check to make sure no one was following him it seemed to take hours.

His eye was slightly bruised and it hurt every time he blinked. He couldn't care less about the physical pain, the mental pain he had from the injury was worse.

His eye had been injured like this before, though it was fine by someone he actually had nonviolent feelings for.

He continued to hum the tune. He had made this one himself, and felt a small smile on his face every time he thought about it.

He called it: 'The Lullaby Of Death'. It seemed morbid, but what do you expect?
He wouldn't be caught dead singing about cupcakes and rainbows.

The death part was much more difficult to swallow now that that might actually happen, but he didn't mind.

He was being dramatic anyway. The Prototype wouldn't kill him if he wasn't able to capture or kill any of the heretics.

Right?

He slowly began to start fidgeting with his own paws. Eventually, that wasn't enough anymore. So he began to rip things apart on the walls.

A Bobby poster, a Bubba poster, Hoppy poster, and a Kickin poster were all recent victims.

Then he heard laughing. He came to a complete stop, and listened. His sensitive ears picked up on some nearby footsteps.

He turned around just in time to see someone running across the hallway in between two classrooms.

"Mrs. Delight?" Catnap called, his voice echoing in the quiet space. His eyes scanned the two doorways, looking for movement of any kind.

There was another laugh from behind him. He turned around, but Mrs. Delight was no where to be found.

"Mrs. Delight stop playing games. I'm here to talk to you, don't you want company?"

There was no answer.

Catnap sighed, every bit of his being telling him to just walk back out of the damn school.

"If you don't want to talk to me then at least come get your food." Catnap said, his tail unfurling to reveal a bloody Bron toy.

There was a high pitched gasp.

Then Mrs. Delight charged out into the open, freezing as soon as Catnap's eyes spotted on her.

Catnap smiled, a puff of red smoke flowed out of his nose. He crossed his arms, slowly walking over to the life-size doll.

"It's lovely to see your decaying face again, Mrs. Delight." Catnap said, in a smooth voice.