"Three dollars, please."
"Alright,"
Vanessa handed the baker three dollars and walked away from the stand with a freshly baked loaf of bread. She hands it to Claus, who took it graciously and began to chow down on the whole thing.
"I assume you live around these parts of this town?" Vanessa asks. "Mhm.." Claus answers, his cheeks filled with bread. "I see.. If your homeless, then where do you stay out here?"
"I stay in an alleyway," Claus points out. "By myself." Vanessa began to get concerned "Then.. Where's your family..?"
"... They were killed.." Claus was now in tears. Vanessa began to pap his back "Oh Claus.. I am so sorry to hear that.."
"I-its alright, I'm used to it.." He sniffles, finishing up his bread while tears rolled down his cheeks. "But that's not okay! Your not supposed to be used to it!"
"I'm twelve years old, I can handle it.."
"TWELVE?? Oh my gosh kid how long has it been??" Claus responds with a shrug. "It's been so long since I've been alone.."
Vanessa sighs. "I can't just leave him alone like this.. What if he gets killed..?" She thought, looking at Claus worriedly. She heard his sniffling suddenly and snaps out of her thoughts once again, handing him a tissue. "Did you happen to see them be killed?"
"Well.. This man came into my house and killed all of them." Claus says coldly. "I was hidden inside a cabinet, and he didn't see me in there, but I saw everything.." "Oh jeez.. That must've been hard to see.." Vanessa says, as she watched as the kid blow is nose into the tissue.
"... Hey Claus.."
"Y-yeah..?"
"How would you feel about staying with me..?"
Claus looks up at Vanessa "You want me to stay with you..?" He asks, a little surprised. "Well yeah, I can't just let you stay out here by yourself. If you stay out here by yourself, your bound to get in trouble by someone- or worse, get killed. So I think it would be best if you stay alongside with me.." Claus hesitated for a moment, and then responded with a light chuckle. "Heh, I suppose your right.. Okay, I'll stay with you.. But, under one condition.."
"And what would that be?"
"You have to help me find out who killed my parents.." He simply says crossing his arms. "I want to get my revenge, and punch the killer someday u-u" Vanessa thought about his request, and agreed to it. "Alright, it's a deal." She shakes the little boys hand and smiles. "Before we leave however, is there any belongings you need to grab real quick?"
"Well.. I mean, there is ONE thing I could take that's in my spot in an alleyway.." Claus answers, pointing out towards another direction. "It should be towards that way.."
"Spot..?" Vanessa questions. Claus sighs in a tiresome tone and pulls Vanessa towards the direction he needed to go to. "Just follow me.."
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The Puppeteer's Assistant
FantasyVanessa is a young woman who meets a man known as the puppeteer and becomes his assistant of making puppets. When she finds out that he was planning on making her his Marionette; she escapes his grasp and goes on a journey to collect a special weapo...
