Ballora's POV.
I looked up and saw an animatronic grabbing me by the waist, keeping me from falling to the floor. There were wires all over him, as I can tell. His left eye had a gentle blue glow. I can see his mask was the only thing that wasn't destroyed. He had a yellow and green party hat, which I think is cute on him. "Uhm...Can you let go of me now?" I asked him. "Oh right. S-Sorry!" He frantically said to me. He helped me stand up. "Hi, my name is Ballora. What's yours?" I extended my hand to him. "N-Name's Ennard. Nice to meet you, Ballora." He shook my hand. "What brings ya here? No one usually enters here." That brings up the question in my head. 'Why is Ennard here anyway?' I asked him about that. "Oh yeah, someone named "Circus Baby" or something like that, locked me up here. But I dunno why, Maybe there wasn't any room for me out there so I'm here." He seems calm about that. But why? Him being alone in this place. I can't stand that thought, Baby's gonna have a piece of my mind later. "And you like it here?" It's obvious. Who would want to stay in the literal Scooping Room? "Well, if they locked me up here for good, then I think so." "You LIKE it here?! But why? What did you ever do to them to lock you up here?!" I shouted.
He was silent. I was trying to reassure what I just said. Then I heard the door open. Then I saw two sparks of green light. It wasn't anyone's eyes.
It was "her" light. Baby's light.
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He's Not a Monster (An Ennallora Story)
FanficThis is my second story so far. I'm gonna have a hard time trying to do both, I don't have my own gadget to use for writing so I don't publish often, T^T. But it's my semestral break so I'm free to do both. In the mean time, if you like my books and...
