As I was running, I tried to see where I could go for the night, and immediately I thought of going to Suitcases house. But she's probably asleep by now. It's worth a shot-
Snap-
I jump and turn to where the sound came from.
"H-hello?" I quietly say.
I stay still for a few seconds, waiting for something to kill me. But nothing happens. I keep walking towards Suitcases house.
Rustle-
"Seriously who is that? You're freaking me out." I say a bit more annoyed, but still fearful. My mind wandered to ways I could die from... whatever that is. Suddenly I hear a growl, followed by a zap noise and a yelp. I rush over to the bushes where the sound came from.
There was a what looked to be dead, medium sized dog... and it looked like a feral dog, and it was fresh... I gagged a bit and tears formed in my eyes. I noticed it didn't have many wounds on it, other that what looked like a burn or shock mark. I get up, and start to walk away faster, knowing there was a threatening thing in these woods.
After a bit I'm out of the woods and I arrive at Suitcases house, only to find most of the lights off. I see a decently climbable tree, and hoist myself up onto a branch. I climb up to the second-story window, and see that it's Suitcases room. I knock on the window, nearly falling off the branch. I wait a bit, and knock again. I see the door open and Suitcase looks around a bit before noticing me at the window. She runs over and opens it.
"Balloon, what are you doing?" She says with concern in her voice.
"Mmm Just... hanging around." I laugh a bit and almost fall off again, leading her to drag me inside.
"Are you gonna stay here tonight?" She asks me.
"I-if you don't mind, family issues." I say. She sighs.
"Alrighty, let me get things set up for you!" She smiled.
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Burst (OLD) (An Inanimate Insanity Fanfiction)
FanfictionBalloon goes to Insanity High school, where everyone tends to be messed up in some way. At first, he thought the only way to fit in was to be rude and bossy, but now that he is trying to change. Despite his efforts, nobody likes him (and his high-pi...
