Flip of a coin (MxMxM+?)

Chapter: 9

Selected choice: -:Go home:-

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Oh well. . .There'll probably be a lot of people there. . .It may look fun and relaxing, But I'm sure I'll have more fun at home. . .Maybe it'd be nice to walk about in my forest again. . .

I felt lonely, But it was fine. . .

I started to walk back to my car when I nearly ran face first into a familiar, Dark-er skinned man with a nearly black facial birthmark.

''Blaze? Is that you?'' A familiar voice questioned quietly, His hand raising slightly as if to catch me.

Dario was paused mid walk, A little girl peering out at me from beside the much taller man, Blinking curiously up at me.

He was dressed in a plain red button down and some black jeans.

She, On the other hand, Was dressed in a white, Pink and gold Folklórico dress with White lace on it's edges, Her hair done up in complex braids with ribbons of red and blue scattered throughout.

''Oh, Morning Dario, Sorry, Was kinda out of it, Didn't mean to run into you'' I apologized, Surprised to see him.

He smiled warmly at me as the girl partly hiding behind him gently tugged on his arm.

''Hermano, C'mon! We're gonna be late for the Ballet Folklórico de México'' The little girl whispered, Trying to be polite and not interrupt, But visibly worried about missing this ' Ballet Folklórico de México ' thing.

''María, They won't be dancing until noon silly'' Dario soothed, Chuckling as the little six or seven year old girl bounced up and down, The ribbons in her hair and on her dress bounced with her.

''I can't wait to see them! Abuela's gonna join us, Right?'' The little girl, María questioned eagerly.

If the expression on Dario's face was anything to go by, This most likely wasn't the first time he's heard this question.

''Yes, She and Mama will catch up with us after helping Papa and Antonio with the food stand'' Dario chuckled out as his sister (?) spun around, Her dress spinning out in a large circle as she did so.

''I can't wait! The dancers are always so pretty!'' She continued excitedly as Dario gave me an apologetic smile.

''Are you planning on going to the festival? If you want, María and I can even show you around'' Dario offered, His chocolate brown eyes softening slightly as he smile.

He has such an open and honest face. . .

''I probably shouldn't. . .What's this festival for anyways?'' I questioned, Instantly catching the attention of Dario's little sister.

''This festival is the best! It's so cool! It's got traditions and fun things from everyone's home countries!'' María excitedly explained, Bouncing up and down as she spoke, Gaining two quiet chuckles from both Dario and I.

''This festival is, On paper, A celebration of the founding of this town, But really, It's just an excuse for people to have fun and share their cultures and traditions. . .It's fun, You've got a mix of all sorts of cultures and ideas. . .I'm sure you might find at least something there you'd like'' Dario explained before his sister could continue excitedly rambling.

I smiled, Charmed by this sweet little town and the people inside it.

''I wish I could join you but. . .I still have moving related stuff to finish up'' I explained, Getting an understanding smile from the other man.

''Well, The festival goes on all day. . .If you change your mind, You can stop by any time. . .There'll be fireworks at the end of the day if you want to join us'' Dario offered before his sister noticed something and tried to run off.

''I've got to go make sure she doesn't get hit by a car or something, I hope to see you again soon'' He politely murmured before chasing after his sister.

. . .Right, Gotta go back home. . .

Sighing dejectedly, I got back in my car and drove back home.

--- Time skip ---

I spent most of my day picking up large sticks that had been knocked out of the trees during the storm from the small clearing that barely fit my home.

It wasn't fun. My hands got covered in scratches and I got bit multiple times by bugs.

Needless to say. By the time I was done, I was in misery.

Letting out a heavy sigh, I stared up at the ceiling, Exhausted.

I really wanted to sleep, Unfortunately though, My brain wouldn't shut up.

Right around that time, I heard something scratch at the back door.

Freezing, I stared up at the ceiling for a moment before sitting up as whatever it was scratched again.

It better not be who I think it is.

Opening up the door a tiny bit, I was greeted by the massive head of the dark colored dog trying to push his way into my house.

''Oh no you don't.'' I scolded, Pushing on the door slightly to try and keep the house from pushing his way inside.

My little defiance earned me an annoyed bark.

''You don't get to take that attitude with me.'' I scolded, The dog's hackles rising slightly at what I said.

I probably shouldn't leave him outside. . .He might hurt some of the kids if he wanders too close to the festival. . .

Sighing, I held the door open a bit more.

Instantly the hound slipped inside, Making a bee-line for the blankets I had slept in last night.

''Well make yourself at home'' I muttered sarcastically as I locked back up the back door.

I could feel the dog's yellow eyes following me as I started to head towards the kitchen.

''Let me guess, You're hungry huh?. . .Forgot to get some dog food so guess you'll have to deal with eggs and jerky again'' I commented quietly, Slowly falling back into the habits we had sorta started to form.

Maybe he was just acting crazy last night because he was romping around with some she-dog all day. . .

I didn't even reach the tiles of the kitchen before the rapid sound of claws clicking on the floor made me hesitate.

And just like that. 

The dog slammed me to the ground yet again.

His teeth going towards my neck as my head hit the floor, Knocking me out.

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Mmm. . .Choices time. . .

Choices:

-: .*. :-

-:Panic:-

-:   - - .  . . . .  - - -  . . .  -    :-

:)

Anyways! Like always, Have a good day/night and find a better book! - fallen