Undertaker x Reader

~night time~

"Hey Undertaker where do I sleep?" I ask coming up to him and wiping my face with the back of my hand. Wow was dirtier in here than I thought. He turns around to face me and a small biscuit in the shape of a bone is sticking out of his mouth. I giggle a little at the site and pluck one from his hand. I examine it and look back at where Undertaker's eyes would be if his bangs weren't hiding them. "Are they any good?" I ask glancing back at it resting in my palm. It looks edible. "Why dwon't woo eat wone and fwind owt? hweeheehee." He tries to say through a mouthful of biscuits. What do I got to lose? I raise the biscuit to my mouth and close my teeth around it chewing slowly. It's surprising good. "Thwis is gweat!" I exclaim over the food and reaching for another one, then stuffing it into my mouth. I go to reach for another but my hand is snatched by his other hand that isn't holding the biscuity goodness. My hand then disappears in his cloak and I try to tug my hand from his but his grip on me tightens. I look up at him in time to see him smile. "Get your own these are mine." He says with a joking tone. I glare at him and we have a staring contest. (I think) After a while his smile widens and he sticks his tongue out at me and lets go of my hand and gets up heading for a coffin. He turns around to look at me when he opens the door. "Pick one and go to sleep...or you can share this one with me heehee." He says then slips in and closes the door behind him. So, I choose the one closest to him