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Six was getting sick of this stupid ass routine every time she and Mono entered the Pale City: the Bullies, the Teacher, the Hands, the Patients, the Doctor, the Viewers and of course, the Thin Man since apparently the name Slender Man was already taken. She knew he was Mono’s father after cycles of chaos and shit, but she was sick to all hell of being captured by him and judging by the look on the Thin Man’s face, he was starting to get annoyed with this bullshit. His son’s beloved was definitely correct, Thin Man was getting tired of this bullshit, running around the Pale City, snagging any runaway children unfortunate enough to walk into his path or rather the Signal Tower’s path but whatever, then sending them to the Maw or Nest when the tower wasn’t looking then this.
He was very familiar with the girl in his daughter’s yellow raincoat but that didn’t mean he liked having to put up with her attitude every cycle and her biting, he already had enough scratches and scars on his hands to know what her teeth were capable of. He let out a sigh as the girl in yellow squirmed and kicked in his grasp, trying to get free. He knew she wouldn’t but Thin Man still cupped his free hand around Six in order to keep her still, she hissed at him and bared her fangs, her eyes glowed red. Thin Man ignored her as he approached his chair, he turned around and sat down on his chair.
Six’s feral red eyes flashed beneath her messy black hair, her fangs pointed and sharp, her fingers started squeezing the ever loving hell out of his flesh. “First the same old bullshit again and again, now the girl is feral and pissed, what now?” The wooden chair beneath him creaked for a few seconds before it broke causing the Thin Man to fall flat on his ass. “Crap.”