Chapter 3.

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*Natemare*

So the guy, he told me his name is Mark, showed me around the house, which seemed pretty big. After showing me around, we finally got to the extra room. "Here's the extra room, you could stay as long as you want!" He said to me. I thanked him and walked in the room. It seemed plain, but right as he closed the door, I started to get my stuff in. I knew I wasn't staying long, so I just spawned some things from my home back in Hell that I would use when I'm bored, like my guitar or knife.

Few minutes later, Mark comes in. "Hey I'm making some spaghetti, want some?" I had no idea what a spaghetti was, so why bother eat it." Sure I'll have some" Dang it me! Why would I say that? Oh well guess I'm having human food now. "Great, it will be done soon.....Um...where did you get this stuff?" I stopped for a second to think of an excuse, then I had one. "um....a yellow metal moving thing got me my stuff, why would I come without some things?" I laugh nervously after saying that. Nope, nope, nope, nope.

Mark looks at me like I was a freaking alien,"Don't you mean a taxi? Yellow cars that we drive around, don't you have them where you come from?" "Nope." I answer." Ok....well I'm gonna finish the spaghetti now." And he leaves the room, and I go back to practicing my guitar.

*Mark*

What was up with him? It's like he never seen a car before, and how did he get his stuff if I didn't even see leave the room? While thinking of these things, I burn myself while cooking." Ow!!" I hold my finger and try to make the burning stop." I'll think about this later....." I say to myself, going back to making my food.

*Few minutes later*

*Natemare*

"NATE FOODS READY!!" I hear, going down the stairs. I was gonna see what the TV was, but I guess I'll save that for later. I go to the kitchen, seeing weird yellow strings with red sauce on the plate. Did he just kill something and bring its guts and put it on a plate? Humans do know how to cook! I sit down and eat some of the spaghetti, figuring out it was not guts...it's even better!

My god, if I could I would eat this all day in Hell. I finish a minute later right when Mark sat down to eat." I can tell you liked it, it's like you never eaten spaghetti before!" Mark said, while eating." I haven't, where I come from we don't eat this kind of food." Mark's jaw drops right as I said that." You know what...I'm not even gonna ask, just put your plate in the sink" I do as he told, instead missing the whole sink and dropping the plate on the floor, breaking it.

"Oops! Don't worry I'll clean It up!" I was about to use my powers to make the plate pieces disappear till I remembered where I am again. Mark gets out of his seat,"Hold on I'll get a broom while you make sure Chica doesn't eat any of the pieces" He said, then left the room to find a broom. Great, now I have to deal with the small yellow wolf. When Mark called it's name, it ran in and looked at the pieces at the floor. It walked to it.

I grabbed it and picked it up, not knowing that it does NOT like being picked up. It pawed me in the face, making me drop it, and started chasing me around the kitchen. I got so scared that I jumped in the air and hovered above her, trying not to get bit. Only I realized soon that Mark was right there watching the whole time, I fell to the floor in shock.

" What the...." Mark said, scared and confused at the same time

Hey guys! I got bored so I made another chapter for fun, hoped you liked it!

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