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It was getting rather boreing, Freddy had already sent the child out to look for other kids to play with and for some reason she hadn't yet returned with a child. With all the bundles and kids running around, one would have thought that there would be at least one kid to be brought back. Still she was young and some leeway would have to be given for the fact that she obviously had no experience in leading kids off to their doom. Still, this was darned boreing. He twitched his tail and flexed his claw adourned paw adjusting his hat with the other paw. He had never had to wait so long before. Kids tended to dream and he could just pop in and do what he wanted. There was always that option should the need seem to arise. He smirked nodding to himself still waiting.

((I'm going to... imagine it's nighttime o_o since there's no other 'around' that Nabal could find and such biggrin K? makes my post easier that way too XD middle of the night))


Grumping to himself, Erik padded the seemingly almost desserted feli house; then again, he liked it that way... there was no one to look at him that way. The darkness was his friend. Ears flattened back against his head at the thought, and the kit lowered his head as he prowled elegantly, mask well placed as his bi-colored eyes trailled the place before narrowing.

Darkness was his only friend.

However, he didn't... like it that way. He didn't appreciate the fact he felt compelled to walk the darkness. Snorting to himself, he paused his graceful prowling about to shake himself off, ruffling the tuxedo he wore, then slowly, he raised a front paw to run it over his white half mask. He couldn't help the growl that rung through the calm silence around him as he did so, however, he refrained from sinking his claws into the material and simply walked over to the large piano that stood in the middle of the dark desolate living room. Easily, he leapt up and onto the bench, then slowly, running his pwas over the keys, he paused, clasing his eyes.

Then the small kit allowed his frustration, melancholy and anger to drift around the house and its surroundings int eh form of a piano melody; it'd have been hard for inhabitants in or out of the house to miss it.

Hearing the sound of a song as she approaches the darkened building, Nabal's ears start to flick. Halting in her steps, the obsidian and silver coloured feli listed for a moment just a few feet from the steps leading up to the porch.

After listening to the pretty music for a few moments, she continues on and up the steps. Stepping cautiously as she makes her way across the porch and towards the front door. Lifting a paw and pushing it open so she can peer inside the room inside.

Blinking, she lets her eyes adjust to the difference in the light level, then calls out softly. "Hello? Is anyone in here?"

Freddy was starting to pace like a wild... well animal really. He stalked around with anger in his eyes and his jaw clentched tightly. He needed to find something to hunt before he drove himself even more insane. "Where the heck are all the kids around here?" Being that he was no where near his "daughter" and the other, he did not hear the music and thus did not go in search of it. Instead he started to try and pinpoint the location of some bundles, or perhaps even some adults. Yes, adults could feel fear too.

He smirked and closed his eyes. "Come out, come out where ever you are dream victums. Uncle Freddy wants to play with you all."

"You'd be surprised to find..." even though his voice was deep, rich even, it was cold, holding a sneering tone to it, "That if you listen to it, the darkness talks volumes, and she has no name," his words seemed to settle he was not going to tell her his name, at least not now. Slowly, he allowed a paw to brush over the keys, the music filling the room and house once more, drifting around the place like a blanket, however, he did not talk, pondering his silence was enough an invitation for her to come in.

It was fine. It was dark. She couldn't see him.

The thoughts rang through him as he worked his way intot he climax of the song, ending it suddenly before he hopped up on the piano, frame prowling over the top of it to get a better look of her before he growled, taking a step back. Her scent was strange... her scent... it carried something with her; it smelled of him.

He knew Him.

He remembered Him.

The memories the scent brough were enough for Erik to hiss under his breath, looking at the small kit with narrowed eyes, his own small kit-body shuddering in fear, tension and frustration; he remembered the day he had seen Freddy well, and though the whole experience had left him confussed, something in his mind told him to fear the strange, older feli, so fear he did, and hiss he did, "You," he hissed at Nabal, "You smell of Him."

Nabal crouched low to the ground as she made her way into the room. Her eyes wide as she carefully makes her way around so as not to trip over anything in the dark.

Hearing his growls and hisses, she begins to tremble as a twinge of fear prickled the fur at the ruff of her neck. Was this other feli going to attack her? She could tell it was a feli by the vauge outline atop the piano.

"Have I done something wrong to upset you? And who do I smell of? I don't know anybody, unless you mean Daddy." Looking up to the other feli, she approaches in the darkness. Her sleak dark pelt easily blending in. But the girl was a little clumsy and walked head first into the piano bench. "Ouch!"

"Mwa hahahahaaha! Hahahahaha!" In the night he heard the sweet sounds of whimpering and crying, a chorus offered up to the night. Bundles and babes, kids and teens.. crying out for him to leave them all alone. Yes, this was going to be a lovely night. Having found some youths that were sleeping he made a point of visiting them in their repose. He just brushed their minds offering a fear that tasted as sweet to him as the most rich confection. They didn't feel the same way mind you, it wouldn't really have been as fun had they liked the terror, the violence and the... lovely crimson that washed their dreams.

Still he laughed into the stillness of the night listening the sounds of tears falling, and hearts raceing, tasteing the sweetness of the terror that washed his senses and acted as a balm to his burned skin. Yet it didn't feel like enough. His claws itched for action. Something told him it would be upon him. Soon if all was working well. He needed but to wait a while longer.

Arching a brow, Erik paused as he looked over his shoulder towards her. Iddly he couldn't help but wonder if the female kit was in fact... slightly insane; one couldn't just become 'friends' in two seconds. Why would she want to be friends with him anyhow? However, deep down, he held onto the notion like a life line as he snorted at her, "If that's what it takes for you to take me to see Him, then fine, I shall become your... friend," this said, he followed her as she took him far from the piano, far from it all and towards the door.

Slipping gracefully out of the smalle trapdoor, the kit blinked, twitching slightly as the moonlight bathed him completely, no longer within shadows, and fully in her view.