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Tom Pov:

I search for the spoon with my hand on the table, but can't seem to find it.

"Did you even put a spoon?" I ask.

"Yes I did," White Leader says.

I start use my 1 uninjured hand search both sides of the bowl.

"You're lying,"

"Do you need help?"

"No shit Sherlock... But I'm not accepting it from you,"

"Why?"

"You'll probably shove the spoon down my throat- Wait actually can you help me?"

"I already told you I'm not killing you,"

"Fuck you then,"

I feel something.

I pick it up and feel it carefully with my good hand.

It's the spoon!

"Yes! I told you I didn't need help!" I say.

"Good job picking up a spoon,"

"Shut up,"

I try putting the spoon into the bowl but now I can't find the fucking bowl.

"FUCK!" I yell.

"Let me fucking help you," White Leader says and snatches the spoon out of my hands.

I hear a spoon clinking against the bowl I assume and then smell food in front of my face.

"Eat," White Leader says.

"Is it poisoned?" I ask.

"No,"

"Then I don't want it anymore," I turn my head.

"Jeez you're picky," the smell goes away.

"Why are you even here with me? Shouldn't you be attending to your army?"

"The army is busy with unpacking things. They don't need me for that,"

"Why are they unpacking things?"

"We needed to move our base so The Red Army can't attack us,"

"Why would they attack you?"

"Well I kidnapped you,"

"They wouldn't come for me,"

"Why do you think that?"

"It's just fact. Tord doesn't give a shit about me... He wouldn't come for me,"

"Well then we also took monster DNA so I guess they could attack for that then,"

"Then your move wasn't a complete waste of hard work,"

"Good,"

...

"So since your staying here for a while... Do you want a room?" White Leader asks.

"A room? Aren't I the enemy or something?" I ask.

"You can't do much blind,"

"So do I have to be a part of The White Army then?"

"Well you can't exactly be a part of it if you're not doing anything, but you can just stay here,"

"That's better I guess,"

"Let me untie your legs then,"

*Time Skip To Tom's New Room*

"Like it?" White Leader asks.

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