Oh no he's back for more

[dehipster]

[So Benny's still in Wankerville. By now, he's getting a better grasp of what's going on and what to expect. This isn't just because he's spoken to Shelly and Tori; it's because he found a certain convenient book. It's titled "Welcome to Wankerville, Random Nexus Facts For Dummies".

That's not the only thing he's found.

Right now, he's sitting on the front steps of one of the houses, playing with four kittens. He's not sure where their mother is, but he does know they were incredibly hungry when he stumbled across them. Luckily, they seem to about four or five weeks old, so they accepted meat scraps just fine. He fed them and now he's stuck with them. Not that he minds, of course. He enjoys their company. Shoe was already a fully-grown, lazy tomcat when Benny got him, so the opportunity to play with actual kittens is new to him.]

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[skirtcladgunner]

[This place again? So soon? Tori would be a little more offput if she didn't know for a fact that she had arrived back at Twinklehaven safely. More importantly, Bobby had arrived back at Twinklehaven safely. Bobby and... the other Bobby. She's not sure what to refer to him as. Probably doesn't matter, as the other Bobby seemed to be pretty willing to go back to being, well, Bobby. And it's not as if she can tell anyone what happened anyway--she said she wouldn't, and she's not going to betray either one of them like that.

The adventure at Freddy Fazbear's and what occurred afterward seems to have done wonders for her, strangely enough. When she arrives in Wankerville this time, she's wearing an outfit she made herself. It's something she feels like she hasn't done in ages. A good sign, perhaps?

As she wanders around, she spots Benny.] Oh, Benny! Hey!

[She waves at him, approaching. Then she spots the kittens.]

Aww, how cute...! [Her weakness for the cute instantly takes over. What sweet little things they are!]

[dehipster]

[Benny was just tempting a tiny red tabby with a piece of string when he hears Tori call his name. He tears his attention away from the adorable fuzzy monster, looking up at her with a smile.]

Tori, good afternoon. [By all means, come and play with his kittens. He's got three more and they're all begging for attention.]

[skirtcladgunner]

And a very good afternoon to you~ [She squats down.] Who are your little friends, huh?

[She holds out her finger to one of the kittens, not even caring if it might get clawed.]

[dehipster]

[Careful, Tori. Playful kittens will be reckless kittens with sharp little claws. That's why Benny's using a very long piece of string.]

They've yet to tell me their names. If they don't do so soon, I may have to start naming them myself. [And you can bet they'll all be hipster names.]

[skirtcladgunner]

[She unfortunately has nothing of the sort to use. It's not as if she hasn't gone through worse anyway...]

I guess they're shy. [She can't help but giggle.] Oh well~! Even if you have to think up names of your own for them, I'm sure they'll be fine names~

[Tori, you have no idea how hipster this guy is, do you.]

[dehipster]

[He's gonna name this little red one Macintosh. Yes he is. And the grey one Bartholomew. It has the word "mew" in it, so that makes it a clever cat pun.]

What would you name them? [He might take one of her names into consideration. Maybe.]

[skirtcladgunner]

Me? [She laughs a little, looking at them.] Hm... it's been a while since I've named any cats.

[The last cat she had any part in naming is getting up there in age. ...she has to be doing okay. Maybe the sparklepires are just leaving kitties alone.]

Maybe... Rosie? Belle? ...Nilla's an acceptable name, isn't it? [Oreo's a fine name, so why wouldn't Nilla be?]

[dehipster]

Nilla? Like the wafers? [Not that he disapproves. He has a cat called Shoe, for crying out loud. Nilla, at least, sounds like an actual name.]

[dekillerqueen]

[Shelly never left, he thinks. He's not entirely sure where he's been - it's all oddly hazy, and frankly concerning.

His concerns fade away for the briefest of moments once he spots the kittens, and they are immediately replaced by an intense feeling of something else once his gaze moves on to Benny.

Panic. He thinks it might be panic.

That may be why he's just standing there and staring now.]

[dehipster]

[Benny doesn't notice his presence at first. The kittens are taking up a lot of his attention. In fact, they're demanding his attention. Two of them are wrestling near his feet, one has curled into a tiny little ball on his lap and the fourth one is pawing at Benny's outstretched finger. Boop. Boop. -Oh careful, here come the sharp little nails- abort mission.

That's when he looks up and spots Shelly. ...Ah. Hm. Alright, this might not look very befitting of a gentleman, but... Come on, it's kittens. He'll just smile his most flattering smile.]

[dekillerqueen]

[Time to compose yourself, Shelly. Come on. IT MAY NOT BE THE EASIEST THING TO DO, SINCE KITTENS ARE ADORABLE AND YOUR ADOPTED SON FROM ANOTHER UNIVERSE IS THERE, BUT YOU CAN DO IT.]

... Are they yours?

[Yes perfect.]

[dehipster]

[He's being asked a question. His not-dead-dad from a universe where Benny was never raised as a De Killer, and who is incidentally also from ten years in the past, is asking him a question.]

... Technically speaking, they're strays. However, if no one comes to claim them, I'll have no choice but to adopt them.

[Considering how few people are in this village, he doubts any claims will be made.]

[dekillerqueen]

In that case, I hope you have the resources to take care of this many kittens. Animal neglect is something I quite adamantly disapprove of.

1/2

[dehipster]

[FATHER DISAPPROVES. FATHER DISAPPROVES! DON'T TAKE HIS KITTENS AWAY, FATHER. Benny never forget what happened to that MOUSE-]

2/2

[dehipster]

[No. No. He's a grown man and he can damn well adopt kittens if he wants to. Who does Shelly think he is, throwing terms like "animal neglect" around?]

... Leaving them out on the abandoned streets will not do either. I'll find whatever resources they need.

good gosh benny

[dekillerqueen]

[Ah. Well. That reaction was kind of...

Perhaps Shelly was too harsh.]

I... have no doubt that you will. I would expect nothing less from someone like you.

Don't ever use the word "disapprove" in front of him again

[dehipster]

[Wow. If Shelly expected nothing less, why would he even imply animal neglect? Shows how much those expectations are worth, Benny thinks grudgingly.]

Then... I'm glad you think so. [Oops, there's that fourth kitten again, pawing at his sleeve. Now tiny little nails are caught in the fabric. What a welcome distraction.]

[keptasecret]

[Fanfic adopted child, meet RP ship lovechild. This can't go wrong at all.

For the moment, Abigail is watching Benny from a distance. She's already been here for a little while, so at least the panic of being taken to yet another strange place has worn off. Her wariness towards those who appear completely human, however, has not. though really abby you would not want to meet whoever may or may not still be here who has elfen blood okay

At the moment, she's conflicted. On one hand, a possible human. On the other, anyone who likes cute little animals can't be bad!]

[dehipster]

[Aww, look. A child. That's... a little disconcerting, actually. With how few people are here in the village, he doubts the parents would be here as well. Is this kid all alone? That won't do.

He won't force a greeting out of her, though. Shy kids will be shy kids. He'll just pretend he didn't see her and wait for her to come to him.]

[keptasecret]

[She can't just keep watching him, and he's the only one she's seen here thus far. Abigail hides her ears with her hair, gathers her courage and does something she can do, now that she's the one approaching someone and not someone finding her under a table:

She channels her Papa, the way he can be intimidating at times. Or rather, she tries very hard to attempt it as she approaches Benny, trying her best to appear imperial and above him.]

...you. Do you know where we are? [...ah, those kittens are so cute--no, none of that!]

[dehipster]

[... That came off as a bit rude. Granted, he can't blame a kid for neglecting common courtesy in a situation like this, but... Hm. The question is troubling as well. He'd rather not say the word "Wankerville" to a child.]

I'm just as much a stranger here as you are, I'm afraid.

[keptasecret]

[She's not a kid. She's fifteen. She can learn things! And... go outside... even though she's been going "outside" way too much these days![

Is that so? [Nope, still trying to imitate her Papa.] Is there anything you do know about this place, then?

[She may be a fifteen-year-old girl who really isn't taller than her Papa or her Daddy were at similar ages, but she can make this work. She can make this work. Just... just ignore the kittens--!]

[dehipster]

[He stands corrected. Darn half-elf genes.]

This place is what one would call a nexus. It's... Well, it's a world between worlds, so to speak.

[keptasecret]

Another one of these places... [Why does she keep getting taken to them? She wanted to be able to explore her own world, not...] Is there anything else you know?

[dehipster]

[Another one? Good grief, this kid's been to others?]

Only that all the resources are free for the taking and very few other people can be found here.