You hates people, why? Well you’re a bitty, and the owner you had before was abusive and cruel to you, and to top it off abandoned you here on the streets.

Where you just survive off of trash and scare away people anyway you can, usually biting them and growling.

Currently you are in a trash bin, shifting through the garbage and everything you can’t eat, hoping to find some good treat.

However you shortly were grabbed pulled out of the trash bin. You yelped in surprise and were faced with a skeleton that wore mostly black and white.

“What the- you’re not a racc- ACK.”

He flinched as you sank your teeth into his bony hand. However he didn’t drop you like most people did.

“Okay I sorta deserved that.”

Cross sighed, initially surprised that a bitty was digging in the trash and not a raccoon or something. You just held onto hush finger with a firm bite.