If You Give a Bittybones a Cookie

Honestly, Cleaning Seemed Like a Good Idea

Hello everyone and welcome!

This is my first time writing for the bittybones au so bear with me while I get my bearings.

I hope you enjoy it and don't forget to leave a comment if you want! They give me life.

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Everyone always said to avoid the house at the top of the hill. Whispers and rumors spread like wildfire through the small town about the suspicious activity going on in the supposedly haunted house. You hear them everywhere. From the movers to the young cashier who regaled you with tales of the hauntings that happened when you let it slip that you were moving into the ancient house. Initially, you rolled your eyes at the rumors. But now... standing here in the sparse front yard of your soon to be home, you couldn't help but put stock into the rumors you heard.

The house looms over you, the silence that surrounds the place sending shivers down your spine despite the muggy summer heat bearing down on you, the smell of rain soaking into your skin. You suppose there was one thing the rumors got right, this house did have a certain creepy air about it that set your nerves on edge. Taking in one last calming breath through your nose, you slot the key into the ancient lock before your nerves get the better of you. It creaks ominously as you turn the key and push open the huge mahogany door. You clutch the handle of your messenger bag and step into the still stale air of the long-abandoned house.

The door closes behind you with a loud slam, making you flinch in alarm and turn to look at it, wide-eyed. You turn back and close your eyes, taking a deep breath to calm your racing heart.

A chuckle tumbled passed your lips at the cliche of the situation. Oooh.... The big creaky door slams closed. Sooo scary!

With a soft shake of your head, you turned back to survey the mess years of neglect had left in its wake, whistling in surprise. Honestly, the place could be a lot worse.

You crack your knuckles and flex your shoulders, determined to get this place cleaned up before the movers. With that in mind, you fetch the cleaning supplies you bought earlier, put your headphones on so you can get down to business.

You fail to notice several little lights following your every move from the shadows.

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"i don't see why we can't just chase the human out now! what's the point it waitin'?! lettin 'em get all comfortable an' shit!" Edgy snarls hotly as his glaring red eyelights follow the human, his shark teeth pulled down into a line of distaste.

"Edgy Please! Watch Your Language And Keep Your Voice Down! They'll Hear Us!" Blue says quietly, anxiously fiddling with the tattered baby blue bandana around his neck. They were supposed to be on lookout! It would defeat the purpose if they were caught! Edgy rounds on him, pinning him with a fierce glare. Blue's eyelights shrink as the taller bitty crowds him against the wall of the vent they were hiding in, baring his sharp teeth angrily.

"i ain't gonna take orders from you , got that pipsqueak?"

The tearful bitty nods vigorously, pressing himself tighter against the metal wall to make himself smaller. "Ye-yeah. I Got It."

Edgy backs off with a grunt and turns his attention back to the vent he is spying on you through. He grits his teeth as he watches you dance your way through their house. This is their house! What right do you have to come in and encroach on their space?! It was pissing him the hell off.

His magic burns through his bones, making tiny sparks dance across the tips of his phalanges. Blue squeaks behind him and Edgy hears him scurry back down the ventilation. Good, he didn't want company anyways.