It was an easy target, his buddies told him.
"We heard they have some rare bitties in the shop. They'll sell for a lot, if we can get them. They even have a few hybrids. Those are the rarest of all, since no two are alike. Just get in and get out and we all get rich."
He chuckled to himself, standing in the center of the shop. It was so easy to get in, it was almost hilarious. Just a little jimmy on the lock and voila! He was inside. He could even see where the little hybrid was, nestled in a pile of plush blue blankets. He was so tiny, it was a wonder he could see him at all. Lucky him the young hybrid was out in the open on the front counter.
He picked up the hybrid by his "pincers" so if he woke up, he wouldn't be able to hurt him. He did wake up from the movement and stared at him for a solid minute. His eyes were dark, no light whatsoever within them. It was a little unsettling, but it was all going as planned, so he didn't think anything of it.
He almost missed the whispering.
The bitty smiled. It was the kind of smile that chills you to the bone and makes your heart pause in fear. He pointed behind him and, despite his every instinct telling him not to, he turned.
At first, he didn't see anything except shadows. Then, a low, warbling growl reached his ears and every hair on his body stood on end. The shadow shifted, pulsing and unnatural, coming into the light. The growling intensified from the three-headed creature, one of the heads empty except a hole, which frothed and foamed a strange grey-white substance. The only head with a muzzle showed nothing but animalistic fury.
Footsteps drew his attention past the beast to a figure cloaked in darkness. His eyes were red and glowed with the same rage as the creature before him. A blade was drawn and pointed to his chest, it's edge catching the light from a streetlight and glinting dangerously.
*P̴̲͕͋̀͜u̙̙̖̔̂ͯt̶̨̡̞̩͑̒̎.̴͔̭̓ ̸̩̭͈ͨ̓ͣH̢̰ͫ͋̐ͅi̥͛m̶̖̃́͡.ͥ̄͡ ̠͡D̴̡̯̾oͦ̌̊ŵ̊n̮͈͒͑̄.͕̞͔̋̋͘*
He obeyed without question, dropping the hybrid to the ground. He landed with surprising grace and climbed the counter to curl up on the blankets. Still the blade didn't waver, nor the one wielding it.
"L-look, I'll j-just go! N-no need to g-get upset!"
Those red eyes pierced his very soul, searching him. The blade moved so fast, he was unaware it had, until he saw it retreating into the shadows.
His pants fell into ribbons at his feet and he froze as the voice from the darkness spoke once again.
*L̒ḙ̒͌̌́å̙̣ͬ͟v̮e̴̲͓̼ͬ͝ ̥̯̥̿̊̈n̟̦͡ͅ͏͘o̷̥͉͉ͯ̈́̚w̰͜͢͞.̰ͅ ̧̝ͥ̓I̞̩ͪ̈́f͐͡ y̪̫̑̽́o͉͇̞͟u͓̯̳̍̾̓ ̫̍r̙̳̥͑ͧ͒ę͟͜t̶̎̊͡͏u̴̾̎͢r̋̽͛n̶̷̛̯ͩ,̷̱͇ͣ̅͒ ̧͈̠͚̌̈͡Ỉ̶̸͉̦͍͐͝ ̶̡̾̊͑s̛̬̎͒҉ẁ̷̿ë̝̦ͬ͟ar̳̜̖ͩ̌͝,̠̪͚ ̪̞͌̄ŷ͛̄͞o̦͇̻ͯų̟͏ ̗̱͈ẃ̯͎̯ͫͨï͕l̙͓̳̔l͚̠͐̊͞ ̤̫̲́͋l̵̤̜ͤę͈̗͖ͩ̏͜a͚͊̀̚͟͟ŕnͩ̒͂͏̴ ̧̓̎͊͜͝w͕̙̫͋̾̎h͓̟ͨ̊̎͝y̼̲̗ ̧̧̛̖̭́͆͋ṫ̜̖̞̓͞h̶͖͗̄͛e͔̱͌̀y̴̯̙̼ͮ̇͠ ̸͔̩̊̊̂c̶̛̞̜̃̽̚a̦̤l͢͠ḽͥ̈̌ ̯̖͡͝m̯̺͋͊̔e̒̀͢͝ ̶ͬ͊͊̕͡V̹̥̦͛ͭ̓́͞҉ọ̕í̢͕͜d̡͙̲͔ͪ̋̚.̪̝̐͂ ̰̞͉̽ͪ̏̕T̺̯̀ͪ͋̕h͖̮ͦͤe̯̠͠r̡̛̤̺ͧ̆́͝ͅe̸͐͟ ̤͉̐ͨ̾͟҉̷w̷̳̱͉ͮ̑į͙̞҉l͎ͮ͏l͕̂͛͘ ̴̍̑͝b̧̛̀̆ͥe̛͊̅̚͠ ̰̱̍N̙̥̦̓͏́͘Ő̰̔͟ ̸̢̨̹̻ͭ͋̚Mͤ̒ͩ҉E̴͙̼͓̍̇̾Ŕ̷̝̭C̵̑ͧͬY͏́̕.̴̌͠͡*
He scrambled out the door, tripping over the remains of his pants, and bolting down the street.
The lights turned on in the shop, Void petting the Endogerus pup.
*Such a good boy, Marshmallow. Who's a good boy? You showed that big meanie huh? Scared him off real good? Yeah, that's my good boy!*
Marshmallow practically vibrated from the praise, so happy with making his master proud and the pets he was receiving en mass. The hybrid bitty hopped down from the counter and toddled over to Void, making grabby hand motions to be picked up.
*You alright Spark? Did he hurt you?*
Spark shook his head, nuzzling Void's fingers and trying to bite him.
*You must be hungry. Come on, lets go get you some food. Then it's back to bed for you.*
At the mention of food, Spark drooled in want hopping into his hand. Marshmallow also hopped onto his chest, somehow sticking to him and he laughed.
*Alright, alright, we'll all get food.*
He glanced back to the front door, smirking.
*An easy target, huh? Not likely, bud. Not as long as I'm here.*
The next morning, Chaos called to Void from the front counter.
((Hey Void? Why is there shedded denim in front of the counter?))
*I'll clean it up, Chaos. It's nothing to worry about.*
Marshmallow the Endogerus was adopted from @mythical-adoptions.
Spark is a hybrid of a Nom and Watcher, two Guardian bitties.