Don't Go Into That Forest...

Chapter 8; (Sort of) Unwanted Visitors

(Long chapter inbound xD)

Vince PoV:

               I didn't want to wake Scott up, but seeing a giant shadow being cast into your home might be worth investigating.I get him up, and approach the entrance of the cave. "Mike? What do you want?" I ask, crossing my arms. "Just wondering if you went mate-less again this year!" Mike says, snickering. "Actually, I do have a mate." I stare up at the faun boy on Mike's back. "Oh, and who would that be?" I open my mouth, when Mike says, "Don't tell me that's him!" I turn to see Scott behind me. "Er, Hi," he says shyly. I beckon him forward and put an arm around him. "Actually, he is. At least we're close to the same size, Mike." I indicate Jeremy, and Mike lets out a deep growl. "You shut your fucking mouth, at least I have a mate. Now, onto this poor human," Mike says, his glare now turned on Scott, "I do apologize if he raped you." Scott looks offended, and he says, "Fuck you, he didn't rape me! I love him, you idiot!" Mike snorts and says, "Yeah, till he gets hungry." Okay, if he wasn't so much bigger than me, I'd have kicked Mike's sorry ass. (Sorry for making mike a dick, I'll maybe fix that in the future.)"Why don't you leave us the fuck alone, Mike? Maybe come back when you're in a better mood? When someone can actually tolerate you." 

Scott PoV:

               I have to admit, Vince handled this pretty well. I don't really like Mike, the faun hasn't said a word, and the little orange fairy just looks petrified. "What's wrong with him?" I ask, pointing to the little thing. "You mean Fritz? Yeah, why so stiff..?" He gulps and says, "Th-That naga's tried to kill me." It's not surprising, I mean the sheer size of him only classifies him as an appetizer. What? I pay attention... "Yeah, well you're alive now; consider it a blessing," Vince says, sticking his tongue out. "And, now that he has a mate, you don't really have a reason to be here." Mike snorts, and the faun Vince told me is named Jeremy hits him on the head. "Be n-nice, Mike! You sh-should be happy for V-Vincent!" Mike sighs, and nods. "Alright, alright. I'm happy for you, and um, sorry for calling you a rapist..." Jeremy nods, folding his arms. "Yeah yeah, I forgive you," Vince says. Wow, these guys make up fast. Maybe Mike's nicer than he's letting on, I dunno. "Well, I guess we'll bother you guys later, right now me and Jere have a few things to do." Vincent nods, and looks at me. "Well, I'm glad you got to meet them." Mike turns slowly and leaves, his footsteps still echoing as he gets further away. "I wonder if Jeremy was on the 'to-do list'," (I'm so sorry xD) he says, drawing a laugh out of me. "Well, what exactly to we have to do?"  I ask.

               "Well, we do have to get you some new clothes. Bathing is also a must." Hm, I hope I don't smell bad or something. "That's true, I can go back to my old house and grab some clothes and stuff." Vince nods, but he asks, "Can I go with you?" I'm pretty sure anyone in that town would flip their shit if they saw Vincent, so... "To the edge of the forest, otherwise I think you'd get attacked.." Not that I don't think he could take them, but I don't want him hurt, I don't care what he says. "That's fine, Scotty." I nod, and we start in the direction of my old house... hopefully they didn't clear all my stuff out. We reach the edge a lot faster than I'd have liked, and I tell Vincent to ait for me. I soon find the old familiar house of mine, and walk in to find it untouched. I sigh and open the drawers, pulling out clothes, my knife, (which I forgot when I went into the forest,) and some old picture of my family. They're gone now, but still, nice to have, I guess. I toss all this into my bag, barely able to fasten it, and leave, closing the door; I don't want to be here any longer than I have to be. I run back to the forest, back to Vincent. "Nobody saw you?" he asks. I shake my head, and he says, "Well, now we can take you to the pond to bathe." 

Vince PoV:

               Scott follows behind me as I lead him to the pond, and we talk about whatever in between. I simply slip my vest off and get in, waiting for him to undress as well. He jumps into the water, soaking me already. "C'mere Scotty, let's clean you up..!" I say, pulling him towards me. He blushes, and I smile at this before beginning to wash him up. (You figure out how, okay? xD) He squirms a bit, so I wrap my tail around his legs. "Scott, hold still!" I say, laughing. "I-I can wash myself..!" he exclaims, wiggling around. I roll my eyes, ignoring this and continuing with what I'm doing. He says I'm dirty minded, he thinks I'm going to try something underwater? Meh, not that fun. After I finish cleaning him up, I let him go, and he starts swimming around; it looks like he was never properly taught. "You need some help, Scott?" I say, stopping his head from going under. "I'm fine..! I know how to swim!" he complains. "Alright, suit yourself." I let him go, his head slipping under the water. He splashes around like mad, and I pull him up again. "Mhm, I'm sure you know how to swim." I get closer to him, wrapping my arms around him and leaning back. He tenses up almost immediately. "calm down, I'm not gonna let you go. Relax Scotty." 

-Le small time skip :P-

               After a little bit, the sun starts to set, so we get out and dry off; this blanket has so many uses it's not even funny. I take the opportunity to smack Scott's ass, making him yelp and demand I move away while he redresses. So what, I smacked your butt. It could have been worse. He walks back over to me, mumbling and punching me in the shoulder. I assume he likes his shoulder, so I'll withhold my punch. I decide to hold his hand, since he might not tolerate anything else right now. His hair is starting to dry; holy fuck it's so fluffy-looking! I'll have to prove this a bit later. "You're not mad, are you?" I ask. "No, not at all," he says. "Because it was just meant to be a joke-" He looks at me and smiles. "I'm not mad, okay? You're fine." I nod and smile as well, looking up at the darkening sky. "I ought to take you to a place where you can see the sunset. It's a great spot, I'll have to show you next time." He nods, I can tell he's a bit tired. I notice something poking out of his bag; a picture. "Hey, what's this..?" I ask, gently pulling on it. "No, c'mon, d-don't," he says, stopping. "Please?" he sighs and nods slowly. I take it out, seeing an adorable little Scotty, and his mother and father, I assume. "You look a lot like him," I say, pointing to the older man. "Yeah, a l-lot of people told me that..." I want to ask what happened, but he answers for me. "Fire, a r-really bad fire... The flames didn't kill them, the s-smoke did..." (dis is just how I'm saying it happened) Now I feel bad, really bad... I tuck it in his bag again and hug him. "Let's just go home, alright? I'll stop talking about it. 

               He seems relieved about that, and goes right to sleep when we get back to the cave. 'Survivor's guilt, maybe..?' I ask myself. That must be it, his poor parents... My poor Scotty.. No wonder he was fast about his trip today. I just sigh and look down at him, running my fingers gently through his hair; I was right, so damn soft. I lean back against the wall a bit more, feeling a cool breeze seep into the cave. I pull the slightly wet blanket over me, using that as cover as I fall asleep.

*Okay so long ass chapter xD yay! Also I think after a couple more chapters I could start the JereMike book? Yeah, but then updates would be slow, cause I'd be writing for two stories. Not so slow I'd almost be inactive, but not as fast as it's been recently. Anyways, thought a long chapter would be necessary, since I'm going to be busy this weekend and next week. :/ It's gonna suck. Also I'm putting this up at 2:something AM xD I suck at timing things. I hope you liked it! :d *noms toast* ~Vince