Getting to Know Baby
Masky waggled a chip at the little thing temptingly.
It was cute in the way half-starved kittens were cute, and just as stupidly tiny.
He kept expecting it to reach out and swipe at him with teeny tiny claws and that would’ve been both hilarious and irritating because kitten claws were even sharper than cat claws being that they were so much smaller. Like teeny tiny needles.
The toddler peered out suspiciously from under the make-shift-table-that-was-actually-a-crate, before reaching to take the snack.
Piece by piece Masky was winning it over. The Baby liked Jeff well enough, and Eyeless by association. Toby had been deemed alright since the firework incident, not that Toby was allowed to be alone with it since that same incident. The rest of them were watched carefully and from a distance.
Masky could get that, they were strangers after all. And the thing hadn’t been treated that well by the looks of it.
Aaaand he really should stop thinking of it as an ‘it’. And ‘thing’. It was family now so it- he was now the littlest Proxy and needed to be looked after.
A baby Proxy.. Christ. Sally hadn’t been a Proxy and she’d been much older. Didn’t make a lick of sense to Masky, but Slender was keeping his thoughts quiet on the matter other than a faint buzz of interest in the back of Masky’s mind. But he could wait it out. He was a patient guy.
Well.. when compared to the rest of the clan that is.
Huddled under the table with a sharpie and handful of blank papers clutched to his chest, the Baby had until now been safely tucked out of the way of things. The castle was cool to look at, but a nightmare to make livable. Generators, power cords, removing all the bird nests and birds out of the chimneys..
Toby with power tools in general was scary. Jeff with a sledgehammer was terrifying.
But since this was the driest room in the castle and thus the chosen Game Room, BEN needed the space to set up the tv and all it’s accessories. That meant the Baby needed to be relocated for a while. No one wanted a crispy baby in the family tree.
Masky just needed to get close enough to grab him. Again. Brat had some seriously sharp teeth on him, which is why Masky was trying to bribe him out from under the table with snacks.
“Come on little guy, let’s be friends. I’ve got food, you’ve got an empty belly. Let’s work this out.”