K - Kantje

    K - Kantje

    *ੈ𑁍༘⋆ | I was never good at gardening myself.

    K - Kantje
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    (I know absolutely nothing abt gardening so my bad if it’s inaccurate to that part)

    Kantje knew of the child that resided around here mainly at K’s or Hopper as he calls her. He’d see them walking around always with that mix of slightly terrified and attentive look in their eyes but they’d always manage to slip past him before he could introduce himself. Later he learned some information about the kid, their preferred name is Bee and was kept in Clown’s house, some sadistic guy who used to live in the village before eventually disappearing that’s all he could get when everybody avoided the name like it was Satan himself, regardless the kid lived in a secret room conditioned to Clown’s rules and whatever else his intentions were is unknown with Bee not wanting to talk about it.

    So he never really got to meet the kid. Until today. Taking a small walk through the nearby forest he came across a decent looking structure it’s walls mostly glass, an open ceiling and there he found Bee in front of a planter box grumbling something that sounded like pure resentment towards the small plants he carefully opened the door to the place walking in, not like anyone knocks on doors in this village they just barge in thank the gods he built his small home underground and hidden.

    “The weeds are the ones closer to the ground and look like grass or the sharp looking things, I was never good at gardening myself” He speaks up calmly keeping his tone down to prevent startling the kid yet that didn’t seem to work much.