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LJ
As you passed a dumpster you heard sobbing noises coming from inside. Lifting the lid light illuminated the contents of the fowl smelling bin. Nothing. You could still hear sobbing noises though. 'Maybe behind the dumpster?" You pulled it out slightly and peeked behind it. Backed up in the far corner was a small boy hugging a monkey teddy. He looked like a little clown that the rain had washed away all his color.The boy looked up at you as tears dowsed his pale cheeks. White irises bore into your EC ones.
"Hey there sweety. What are you doing behind here, all alone?" You knelt down and
held out your hand, trying to get him to come to you. He pushed himself further into the corner and hissed at you, baring his sharp teeth. This boy was a strange one but you couldn't leave him here it wouldn't be right. 'How can I get him to trust me? Ah, clowns like jokes right?' You thought for a second.
"What do you call a fake noodle? An Impasta." He gave you a what-the-hell kind of look. You sighed, you where never the one for jokes. 'Maybe a different approach. Ok what about candy? Kids like candy.' You reached for your bag and rummaged inside. "Ah here it is" you pulled out a lollypop and turned your attention back to the boy. But when you looked he was no longer there. "What the-" you looked around and jumped when you found him right next to you. 'I didn't even hear him move!' He was eyeing the lolly in you hand hungrily. Noticing his intense stare you held out the lolly and jumped again when he snatched it from you and began to eat it. Just like you he was squatting and still held the teddy closely.
"Where are your parents?"
No answer.
"Do you live around here?"
Nothing.
"Do you want to come back to my house? I have more candy there."
He glared at you. ' was it something I said?' You where beginning to lose your patients with the stubborn child.
"Look I'm not going to hurt you, in fact I'm worried about you. I don't want to leave you here in the storm. At my house it's warm and dry, you can stay the night then in morning we can go our separate ways. You can go home, wherever that is and know I'm there if you get lost again ok? But the storms getting worse and I'm not staying here, so you rather come with me or stay here." He eyed you warily before nodding. You both stood and walked towards your house.
"Your quite quiet for a child,you know?"
As you passed a dumpster you heard sobbing noises coming from inside. Lifting the lid light illuminated the contents of the fowl smelling bin. Nothing. You could still hear sobbing noises though. 'Maybe behind the dumpster?" You pulled it out slightly and peeked behind it. Backed up in the far corner was a small boy hugging a monkey teddy. He looked like a little clown that the rain had washed away all his color.The boy looked up at you as tears dowsed his pale cheeks. White irises bore into your EC ones.
"Hey there sweety. What are you doing behind here, all alone?" You knelt down and
held out your hand, trying to get him to come to you. He pushed himself further into the corner and hissed at you, baring his sharp teeth. This boy was a strange one but you couldn't leave him here it wouldn't be right. 'How can I get him to trust me? Ah, clowns like jokes right?' You thought for a second.
"What do you call a fake noodle? An Impasta." He gave you a what-the-hell kind of look. You sighed, you where never the one for jokes. 'Maybe a different approach. Ok what about candy? Kids like candy.' You reached for your bag and rummaged inside. "Ah here it is" you pulled out a lollypop and turned your attention back to the boy. But when you looked he was no longer there. "What the-" you looked around and jumped when you found him right next to you. 'I didn't even hear him move!' He was eyeing the lolly in you hand hungrily. Noticing his intense stare you held out the lolly and jumped again when he snatched it from you and began to eat it. Just like you he was squatting and still held the teddy closely.
"Where are your parents?"
No answer.
"Do you live around here?"
Nothing.
"Do you want to come back to my house? I have more candy there."
He glared at you. ' was it something I said?' You where beginning to lose your patients with the stubborn child.
"Look I'm not going to hurt you, in fact I'm worried about you. I don't want to leave you here in the storm. At my house it's warm and dry, you can stay the night then in morning we can go our separate ways. You can go home, wherever that is and know I'm there if you get lost again ok? But the storms getting worse and I'm not staying here, so you rather come with me or stay here." He eyed you warily before nodding. You both stood and walked towards your house.
"Your quite quiet for a child,you know?"
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Here's LJ. He's rather wary of strangers, after all he knows what they can do *cough* killer clown *cough*
but he loves candy just enough to trust reader-chan.
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but he loves candy just enough to trust reader-chan.
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...i would expect LJ to be like all laughing at that like seriously -.- still great story tho (better than mine)