Neko's Aren't Toys

Chapter 2 Out Here The Wild Ones, Are Taming The Fear Within Me...

Virgil woke up on a soft bed, wrapped in a soft and warm blanket, wearing comfortable clothes. So it wasn't a dream... thank God! I don't think I could've gone through another day in that hell hole if it was.

Patton walked past the bedroom before glancing inside and walking up to Virgil.

"Heya there kiddo! How ya feelin'?"

"A lot better. Thanks. How about you?"

"Today's a good day so far! Do ya wanna go shopping? We need to get you some clothes and stuff!"

"Yeah, sure. Can I help with breakfast?"

"Of course kiddo! Come on!"

They walked into the kitchen. Virgil started some bacon while Patton did eggs. Soon Patton took out a loaf of bread and a hot knife. Virgil caught sight of the knife as it heated up. Phantom pains from a similar knife started to burn him as the memory slowly took over his mind.

Flashback

"Kneel demon! Or I'll make it worse"

10 year old Virgil knelt in front of him, his tears pouring from his eyes silently. The man put a gag in his mouth before starting to slowly cut 'mistake' into his chest with a hot knife before underlining it in the same manner. He did the same on different parts of his body, a new insult each time.

"You know... you're always regrowing your ears and tail... would your dick regrow?"

Virgil started to panic. This was new, he might not recover. Would that make him a very flat girl? Or a dick-less boy? Suddenly there was a hot knife in his butt, and he screamed.

At least he still had his dick...

End of flashback

Virgil was shaking and crying on the floor. The others were trying to help, bless their hearts. Virgil soon calmed down in their embrace. Except the phantom pains were still there, making it hard to really do anything since everything hurt.

"Virgil what happened, what's wrong?"

"Flashback... everything... phantom pains..."

Patton carried him to the couch and started to sing to him.

Virgil slowly but surely falls asleep.

Time skip brought to you by a magic carpet ride.

"B-but he was with me! I should know what happened! I started cutting the bread and then he was on the floor!"

"Which knife were you using?"

"The hot one."

"Maybe that was why."

"I-it was."

"Virgil! Oh my- are you okay?!"

"Yeah, it's just phantom pains from... something."

"Would this something have anything to do with a hot knife?"

"It has everything to do with a hot knife."

"Do you think talking about it will help?"

"M-maybe... um I-I had made a mistake and my owner started to punish me w-with a hot knife. E-everything hurt, h-he wrote a bunch of I-insults w-with it o-on me."

"Shh, hey it's okay. You're not there. You're here at home with us. You're gonna be okay."

"I-I'm Sorry..."