#hazardsofspikesandnevadeans

[ Hope ya dun mind me sendin' Kiddo ya way. ;w; ]

Springtrap grabbed the tail farther down with his damaged hands. He let the tail fall from his mouth.

"I can help you tighten it."

"H-hey, what are you doing with that?"

Hod was terrified and as always despite her better judgment she shadowed the being that was roaming about. Her voice coming off as a soft whisper. She silently called for the Disciplinary Team to provide some back up if things went wrong. Was she intimidated by whoever this person was, of course but she had to do something, right?

      XML  raises  an  eyebrow,  the  feeling  of  being  watched  gnawing  at  his  back.  He  glances  over  his  shoulder,  catching  the  other's  gaze.  He  blinks.

A certain caped 'boy' perked up at the sudden bit of motion. He didn't expect to be found, let alone beckoned like this. Kid glanced around as he sipped from his juice box before pointing at himself in mounting confusion.

The magician nodded his head when the other pointed to himself in confusion. He was trying to beckon Kid to him. He had a question he wanted to ask.. What was he doing out here in the middle of no where?...

Though this is coming from a 'kid' that sounds like a Toad with bronchitis so take what you will?

"Ohhohohohohohohooo!" his eerie giggle echoed in the dark room. "Does it really matter? We're both in here either way."

He had a sick, crooked grin on his face. Nothing he loved more than fresh prey!

"Worry not, little one. I plan on releasing you as soon as possible!" He held the boy's head up with his talon. "You will be free as a bird! Hoho, like me!! As soon as we get rid of that... mortal coil of yours."

Seems Kid had returned after a good while with a good sized metal wagon he was dragging behind him. He seemed proud as he looked around before looking back. Now why was the little Guy so happy all of a sudden? Pies. That's all. "Narinder, sir? I got something for you and all your followers to try. I made sure to neutralize the issue that my own kind can handle so you all can taste just how namesake the Delicious Fruit is."

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Narinder turns to the familiar one and looks to the wagon he was dragging behind him. He already smelled some kind of food. But it's nothing he has made before. The divine one takes a step towards Kid and inspects the pies for a moment.

"Ah, so you have brought a feast? I don't know what these are.. But I am sure whatever they are, my followers will love them. Come inside, we'll set up."

A 'child' had wandered closer to the Death god, curious. He didn't seem scared, oddly enough. He looked down at the plate he held in his hands with a small frown. A personal 'offering' for such a deity can't be THAT good, can it? It was only a good sized fish he caught and cooked by the flames of a campfire he had made not too far away so it would be fresh.

It wasn't long though before the nervousness set in. "E-Excuse me? I, uh...brought a peace offering."

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At first, the god of death didn't notice the child. He was busy looking up at the sky, watching the clouds for a moment while he pondered his next crusade. When a small voice speaks up, all three (well four, including his crown) looks down to see whom it belonged to.

"A peace offering?" the divine one echoes. He picks the plate up that had the fish on it and studied it. Then looks down to the stranger with an unsettling smile.