Chapter 2 Blended Brains

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As the half faced fellow crashed into deep sleep, ending his day, the stitched one's night play had just began.

Feet slapping the ground as he ran out of the house, pink rabbit clutched tightly in his right hand.

The Cricket's chirping ceased as he made it to his destination, the abandoned playground, hopping the fence and landing with a thud, he continues his stride until he's walking on the mulch beneath the slide.

There 4 younger cats sat, their faces blurred and voices muffled, the relatively larger cat sat among them, excited.

For hours they sat and played with their dolls, a pink rabbit, a yellow crocodile, a blue dog, a green fish and a red cow.

Amalgamate's ears perked as he heard the crunching of mulch, the kids faded from his sight as he rises to his feet, angry that someone dare interrupt his playtime.

He approached the intruder, towering over them, another young child, no older than 10, Amalgamate's face emerged from the shadows and when the young cat saw him, he screamed.

Amalgamate, now furious at the sudden loud noise, knocked the young one to the ground, taking his pink bunny and holding it tightly against the kid's face, for a bit all that clouded Amalgamate's hearing was muffled screams, no way could this petite child win against Amalgamate's bulky build.

Muffled Screaming, then silence, at the sudden quietness, Amalgamate finally gains control of his body again, fearing that he accidentally had hurt someone again he yanks the body up against him running back to his home.

Entering, He stops. "What in the bloody hell have you done?!" Yelled the Former Doctor, his yell woke up Scatteredbrain who was sleeping as he was when Amalgamate left.

"Playing. Kid. Scared. Screaming. Wanted it to stop. Bunny. Face. Silence" Amalgamate's grumbly voice spoke out in the only way he could.

Hivemind pinches the bridge of his nose, ears twitching, he sighs.

"Bury him, I doubt that he'd be found, the cops here half ass their jobs and don't do anything." He grumbles out.

"Nor do I think the parents care, I mean look at what I got away with." Snickered Scatteredbrain.

Amalgamate begrudgingly trudges outside again, dragging his feet as he walks to the back yard grave yard.

The young boy was buried with a sloppily made cross, Amalgamate wasn't the best at crafts. He sits out there for a while, talking to the grave as if the boy would respond, Amalgamate was begging for forgiveness for was just expired, until Scatteredbrain called him inside, morning had approached since then, and Hivemind was searching in the fridge until he slammed it.

"What Wrong?" Asked Amalgamate

"We're out of food, one of us is gonna have to stop by the market if y'all wanna eat"

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