Chapter 3
Bolting out of bed, covered in sweat and out of breath. This is how most of my days start. Not really nightmares, just memorys. All I've had were bad things to make memorys. Untill a certain someone came along and gave me nice things.
Looking around my large room and the bed with thrown sheets, I saw that I was alone. Sliding off the bed I made my way to the door. And as soon as I opened it I saw my 'certain someone' standing outside my room, and who knows how long he stayed like that just waiting for me to wake up and open the door. He was on one knee with many balloons tied to his arms, I think it's funny that any other kid would scream at the scene in front of me.
Good day, my dear child. Did you know it's someone's birthday today?
His deep voice was soothing to me. "Is it mmmeeeee~ Mr. Bones??" I look back at him with amused eyes and small smile.
Hehehe, yes Alex. Happy birthday. I made some ~MOIST~ cake, its waiting you.
I could feel my mouth salvating at his words alone. "Oh my god, if it's for m-me lemme at it!!" I could hear his deep chuckle as he lifted me up in the air spinning me around, leaving me with a blur of coloured Christmas lights, reflecting foil, and balloons all around me. Once he set me down I giggled joyfully as we skipped our way towards the kitchen.
You sit here, my child. Let me get the ~MOIST~ cake.
He zoomed me right into a chair as we entered the kitchen, and I sat patiently for my cake and to see how it went. With not a moment to lose, he bounded back to the table and showed me the cake.
(Please fix this paragraph, i cant describe good ~MOIST~ cakes 3';)
It was 2 layers, the first one had pictures of what we drew when we first meet. The second layer had rainbow drops around the top, where it meets with the first, and at the very bottom and had 'Happy 8th birthday ♡Alex'. I don't ever know how he puts it all together, I just figure he doesn't need sleep. Once he put it down I pulled him into a huge hug.
"I love it! And I l-love you!" Pulling away I took a fork and poked it into the side, pulling out a big bite and tasting it. I was in pure ecstasy. It was a perfect cake, it was sweet but not too sweet,and fluffy yet moist. Instinctively I pulled out another bite and brought it to Mr. Bones face for him to eat. (^ This moist is supposed to go into the story XD)
I made it for you to eat. But thank you, how was the outcome?
"No, yo-your getting a bite, or you will never know if it's-s good or bad." Pushing it a little more forward and he finally took the bite.
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"T-too much... food!!" My voice was lazy as I layed on my back on the ground. Mr. Bones just sat there, I knew he ate too much. He doesn't show it, but he is more likely to sit when he eats too much. That ~MOIST~ cake was good, maybe too good.
You must get up. I got you birthday presents, and they're not going to open themselves now are they?
I groaned as I got up and lifted my arms up to Mr. Bones so he could carry me. My little arms barley reaching his torso. Carefully he bent down and wrapped his around me, picking me up once again. He held onto me with a gentle touch, his hands were still firm tho (?). His chest was warm and calming. I almost feel asleep before he reached the livingroom, resulting me being put down softly.
Go ahead, my child.
His hand reached out palm up, gesturing to a pile of 2 bags. With a pop in my step (pop an'a lock) I made my way over to the decorated bags. Looking into the first bag, I found. Curiosity filled me to the brim as wondered what my wonderful father had gotten me. Digging into the bag, I saw something shiny. It was a crown, a light weight metal crown, to be exact. It had a big deep red stone right in front, with soft black and white feathers on the base. I stared in awe as they slightly swayed all around, regardless that there was no breeze to be found. Smiling I put it on my head as flashed a heartwarming smile towards Mr. Bones.
You look wonderful, my child.
Giggling softly, I moved on to the 2nd bag. Apon opening it I found a big sketch pad and lots of pencils, erasers, and coloured pencils. Apon lifting it up I smiled joyfully and hugged what I could of my presents to show how happy I was. "Thank you M-mr. Bones!! Can I draw right n-now?" My voice was high with joy as I bounded over to his tall physique.
I don't see why not. What are you going to draw?
"I'm going to draw you! First, I'm going to draw straight from my mind, than I'll have you sit down somewhere and draw you whall looking!"
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Sooooo....... it's been a long time...
What?
Well.. last time was 2019.
Shit.. your right. I can't Its now..
Believe it's been that long.. ..
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2020
WE'VE DONE NOTHING..
Wow! It's been actual years XD
Yes, yes it has.
And as much as i....
Liked how this whole..
...whatever
What? It was ok. It was...
It could have been better..
up there..
I mean.. yeah, but....
What? We focused on dumb shit
That we didnt even
Care about..
I mean.. presents? A happy birthday?
I mean..
It was to show the difference...
In her life
With Mr. Bones.
I get that... but now I'm stuck
Here trying my best
To think about what to put down... and.. nothing.. idk what to do and no one else is. here rn to do this shit...
Like..
God damn.. Hey.. man.. calm down.
This is no way to be.
Wanna know something cool?
Please...
Yes.. what?
■We can change it! ■
■We can adjust and■
■ Adapt and make ■
■.......This better.......■
Ok..
Alright let's try it.
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Mr. Bones
FantasyI've grown up keeping many secrets. I lived ~alone~ in a big house I got when my parents died. But secrets can be hard to keep. Especially when they run so deep. I'm not so sure if I can keep it all hidden from prying eyes.. ×××××××WARNING×××××××× T...
