Bonita groggily opened her eyes to someone violently shaking her, grunting to see it was Masky.
"Get up, sunshine," Masky grumbled, before grabbing Bonita's arm and dragging her out of bed, quite literally.
"Hey, what the hell!" Bonita half yelled, sleepily glaring at Masky. "It's only freaking 4 am."
"Well, Slender wants you to start earlier today. Apparently training with blunt objects is going to be useful. But trust me, you'll be woken up much earlier by Slender." He chuckled, before exiting to let Bonita get changed.
She had crudely stitched up all holes she had gotten in her outfit from the day before, and Slender had graciously washed it right after.
Trudging out, Masky lead her into the woods, into the same clearing she had been to the day before.
"Okay, sunshine, we're going to train you in a few different melee objects. Like a bat, crowbar, yada yada."
Bonita looked at the ground, and a lot of things were there.
Rocks, sticks, branches, bats, crowbars, you name it.
"First, I want you to try with a branch first since it's probably the first thing you'll be able to use if you're ever surprise attacked out here." Masky snorted, before tilting his own crowbar over his shoulder.
Bonita slowly picked up the branch and was barely given enough time to raise it to prevent Masky from bashing her skull in with his crowbar.
Taking a large gulp of air, she swung back, hitting Masky in his side. She could hear him wheeze as the air was knocked from him, and she took his moment of stillness as an opportunity. Running behind him, she raised the branch and smashed it into the back of legs, bringing him to his knees.
Masky got up after a while and turned around, still wheezing. "Good shot..." He gasped, clutching at his side.
"I think we'll just... Not do any more for a little while... Just smash some bottles..." Masky wheezed, before retreating inside to have EJ or Doctor Smile treat his injuries.
And with that, that was how she spent the rest of her day. She spent the rest of her day swinging and smashing bottles before Masky came back outside and told her she was done for the day.
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Born from the Ash
HorrorTHIS STORY IS ABOUT MY OWN OC --- Bonita Hamilton is a short 18-year-old girl with ginger hair. All throughout high school, she was made fun of for having her hair incredibly long, to where it reached her mid-back. She loves fire, and thats what mad...
