Send đ to find out my muse has no family to go home to for the holidays
âLame, isnât it?âÂ
The reporter laughed, pulling his wallet out as he stood in line at the grocery store. The damned holiday music blasting through the speakers was driving him insane. âThey should be more considerate of the lonely dumbfucks who gotta be reminded of their sad damn holidays.â He grumbled, pulling some bills to pay.
Carlos shrugged as he arranged his own groceries on the conveyor belt. âIâm usually pretty okay with it,â he admitted. “But I understand itâs not for everyone. And yeah, the commercialism can understandably be grating.â Especially when a guy was buying macaroni and ramen for himself… Like Carlos was.
Carlos wandered through the forest. He knew heâd seen a cave somewhere â it looked like an old bear cave, though he hadnât gone in it before. He wanted to be as far away from his camp and the summer camps, in case the children had an idea to wander around at night to hunt for snipes. The full moon would make visibility perfect for it, so it was a reasonable concern in Carlosâ mind.
He finally came across the cave he was looking for. And not too soon either â the moon would rise probably within the next ten minutes. Carlos ventured forth, holding his flashlight up to search the inside of the cave. Hopefully it was empty. Could a werewolf beat a bear? Maybe?
he looked down at and shifted his paws, unsure how to feel about this
Carlosâ tail stopped moving. RightâŚ
Iâm⌠not going to be like this in the morning, Carlos said. A wolf, I mean. I know you probably donât like human adults so⌠I wanted to get out of your fur before then.
And risk being discovered by the children or the counselors, if any of them decided to go for a midnight walk.
âYou.. You Still Donât Have To Go, Things Are Just.. Different Nowâ he looked up at the other, hoping he would somehow get what he was trying to say
Carlos looked at him. I donât exactly see how⌠Iâm a human. I have been the entire time. I just⌠have a condition, that makes me look not that way.
âWell.. Youâll Just Have To Not Kill Me In My Sleepâ he tiredly layed his head down
Youâre worried about me killing you??Carlos asked incredulously.
âIâm Worried Anyone Trying To Kill Me, Itâs Nothing Personalâ
Carlos was quiet for a second. I guess I could say the same. I thought you wouldâve gone after me. Nothing personal, though⌠it was just a worry I had as well.
âI Think People Think Iâm Mean Cause Iâm So Big..â he yawned âBut Iâm Only Mean When I Have To Beâ
Carlos nodded. Yeah⌠itâs why I worried when you were getting close to the camp. My kidâs there, so⌠you know.
âYeah I Know..â he glanced out of the cave, the world seemed so quiet
Carlos was silent for a moment.
So, um… yeah, he said finally. Then Carlos lay down with his head sitting on top of his pants. So… if you see a human here in the morning, then itâs probably me. But then Carlos looked over at the other creature. I mean… if you want me to stay. If not, then let me know and Iâll…
Carlos grinned at him, his attention now diverted as well. âI told you â Daisy had some come in. Said something about the trade coming out of Nuka World getting better. Anyway, I had the caps so I figured why not? Iâm very glad itâs a hit with you though â I was worried because of the price.â
âDaisyâs been holdinâ out on me?â He half-joked as he took another bite then offered the cake to Carlos with a little smile, chewing and swallowing before speaking again. âHave you tried it yet? Want a bite?â
Carlos smiled and nodded, opening his mouth to take a bite from the cake in Hancockâs hands. It was incredibly crunchy and sweet, despite the years it was sealed away in this cardboard box. One had to wonder about pre-war food – what was it made of for it to be preserved for so long?
âIsh gooâ!â he reported, his mouth still full as he was still chewing.
Carlos wandered through the forest. He knew heâd seen a cave somewhere â it looked like an old bear cave, though he hadnât gone in it before. He wanted to be as far away from his camp and the summer camps, in case the children had an idea to wander around at night to hunt for snipes. The full moon would make visibility perfect for it, so it was a reasonable concern in Carlosâ mind.
He finally came across the cave he was looking for. And not too soon either â the moon would rise probably within the next ten minutes. Carlos ventured forth, holding his flashlight up to search the inside of the cave. Hopefully it was empty. Could a werewolf beat a bear? Maybe?
he looked down at and shifted his paws, unsure how to feel about this
Carlosâ tail stopped moving. RightâŚ
Iâm⌠not going to be like this in the morning, Carlos said. A wolf, I mean. I know you probably donât like human adults so⌠I wanted to get out of your fur before then.
And risk being discovered by the children or the counselors, if any of them decided to go for a midnight walk.
âYou.. You Still Donât Have To Go, Things Are Just.. Different Nowâ he looked up at the other, hoping he would somehow get what he was trying to say
Carlos looked at him. I donât exactly see how⌠Iâm a human. I have been the entire time. I just⌠have a condition, that makes me look not that way.
âWell.. Youâll Just Have To Not Kill Me In My Sleepâ he tiredly layed his head down
Youâre worried about me killing you??Carlos asked incredulously.
âIâm Worried Anyone Trying To Kill Me, Itâs Nothing Personalâ
Carlos was quiet for a second. I guess I could say the same. I thought you wouldâve gone after me. Nothing personal, though⌠it was just a worry I had as well.
âI Think People Think Iâm Mean Cause Iâm So Big..â he yawned âBut Iâm Only Mean When I Have To Beâ
Carlos nodded. Yeah… itâs why I worried when you were getting close to the camp. My kidâs there, so… you know.
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