STILL I WANT WHAT'S PURE AND WANT WHAT'S RIGHT

“. how the fuck up I suppose to know!  Michael,Eric, Ms.  Smith, Heidi ,my old friends at the institute  they all have a vendetta against me.   But they can’t deal with me themselves so they have to hire some asshole but its fine I had a gun . . I’m not a defenseless pussy .”

     “Okay so the answer is the same one it usually is: Everyone,” Kenny replied with a heavy sigh escaping right after. “God, you are just-- do you ever know how to shut up? How do you get into so much shit?” 

Alice nods a bit. “There was a weapon I had in Wonderland. I suppose it’s occult related. The diabolical dice. There were three. When thrown, they’d summon a demon. Depending on the number given, the demon would be stronger.” She told him. “Just.. Never throw them alone. They’d waste no time attacking you.”

“She’s an orphan. She was put up for adoption a while ago. My mom and dad both thought it would be a good idea to put her in a stable home.” Kyle explained. “She’s um… Been through a lot.” He got to her door, and knocked, softly. “Alice, it’s Kyle. I have a few friends here who’d like to meet you.”

A moment of silence, before the door was opened. Alice was sat on her bed, in complete silence, reading a book. She looked up. “Hello, Kyle.. And Kyle’s friends.” Was all she said.

     That made sense. Kyle’s family was the type, clearly, given Ike and Sheila's numerous attempts toward himself and Karen. 

     Ken said nothing more, just gave a small nod and a shrug to accept this reason while he awaited her response to Kyle’s presence. As he pushed the door open, he could almost immediately tell that the statement he’d made was accurate, though honestly such a thought felt kind of rude. But he knew people often looked at him and thought the same given his sickly and often anxious appearance.

“Aw shucks  Kenny  I’ll give you a hug  to prove you’re real.”  And he does he wraps his arms around the parka boys waist giving him a hug.