Venno Rapter - The Hellish Series Returns - Series Two

The Possum's Secret Revealed (Story 18 - Chapter 2)

The Next Morning: 

The Bounty Hunter Agency: 

With Scott: 

The Possum was sitting at his desk and snoring, his chin barely resting on his hand as the finger of his other hand held down the ‘s’ key on his computer keyboard. 

He had been in the middle of typing up something, he couldn’t exactly remember nor did he know when it was he finally dozed off, but his exhaustion finally decided to catch up to him and take him away into the land of slumber. 

He had been up all night trying to get Malcolm to fall asleep, the young Lake Monster having been acting moody as of late and had been defying everything asked of him. 

The Possum had no idea if it had anything to do with his lack of an actual parent figure, but he WAS trying to help give the younger Lake Monster as much guidance and support as possible, despite him only being six. 

Then again, his birthday IS approaching, literally next week. 

Perhaps he is only getting like this around the one month period leading up to his birthday since it had only been one month before his birthday when Scott first met him and took him in?

It would also explain why he was constantly trying to call him to come home early, the Lake Monster having been changing his mood occasionally from grumpy and moody to clingy and somewhat needy for attention. 

Ever since the day he found out his father was never a good guy to begin with, having been caught by the BHA and taken away. 

Scott had no idea, but whatever was bothering the kid, he would not be hearing it from him anytime soon. 

The Possum’s ear twitched when he thought he heard something, but his eyelids were so heavy that he was unable to open them even if he wanted to.

Perhaps his ears were only playing tricks on him? 

Maybe this was a side effect of not getting enough sleep, kind of like how some denizens hallucinate when exhausted to a certain point? 

Scott had also been keeping the kid a secret from his friends, the Possum having feared they may question who his parents are, especially since the kid resembles his father so closely that Fiona would probably have connected the dots the second she laid eyes upon him. 

She DID conduct his interview, meaning she obviously saw him in person, face-to-face. She would have recognized some features that they obviously share. 

Scott’s ear twitched again, the Possum having sworn he heard something this time, perhaps the sound of someone calling his name, but he was unable to open his eyes as they stubbornly refused to open. 

Deciding that his ears were hallucinating the noises, the Possum resumed with his much needed slumber, his thoughts carrying him away once again. 

But before he could, though, he felt his arm shift, his chin moving ever so slightly, but it was enough to send his head rolling forward into his keyboard, his face smashing against the hard keys. 

“Ow, fuck!” exclaimed Scott, the Possum rubbing his face as he quickly managed to sit upright, but moving too quickly had been a mistake since his eyesight got blurry, his head now feeling dizzy and foggy as he tried to rub away the pain. 

“Scott, what the fuck!?” exclaimed Venno, the Velociraptor holding her tablet in her hands as she took a step forward to see if the Possum was alright. 

The Velociraptor, having finally told everyone about two weeks after Arachné Widow left on her ‘vacation’, was now about five months pregnant, and it was showing.