Chapter One
A New Friend
You'd been walking with your best friend around town searching the local pet stores and animal shelters for a little companion of your own. Nothing seemed to be a good fit so far. Either to big, to loud, or to much fur and various other reasons. At this rate you'd almost given up hope, until your friend dragged you to a small building.
Looking in the window you see small little skeletons in glass enclosures.
"Skeletons?" you ask.
Your friend smiled excitedly.
"Yea I read about them online last night! They can talk and they eat the same food people do! I thought maybe about getting one for myself. Then if you get one they can be buddies!"
You enter the store looking around and at the pets. There were many to chose from, all small enough to fit in the palm of your hand. The store clerk told you about each little skeleton and their personality. After debating a little while you actually thought you found one that fit.
Your friend found one that they wanted and held it in their hands.
You reached in the tank lifting the little skeleton up and the clerk boxed them up for you. Giving you a small book, How to take care of your Bitty Bones.
You bid your friend good bye went home with your new little companion.
"Welcome home little guy."
Edgy
The little skeleton huffed sitting in the corner of his cage. You put him in time out for repeatedly biting your hand and chewing up some the sheets of your bed. You two had a ruff start to being with.
The moment you let him out of the box he was trouble.
Peeing on the floors, running away laughing when you stepped in it.
Biting your finger nail almost clean off the skin.
Almost breaking your cell phone.
The list goes on.
Way did he act this way? You had been good to the little brute. Made sure he always had his favorite food which was mustered. Making his tank cozy by putting in a tiny bed, couch, and even found some doll clothes that would fit him.
Every time you tried to pet him he'd bite your hand.
Now you sighed. Wrapping a bandage around your bleeding finger. You grabbed your phone and walked outside.
"Hey (F/N)."
"Hey (Y/N). How's it going with your little Edgy?"
"He keeps biting me. No matter what I do. Today I caught him ripping up my bed."
"Gee he sounds like a brat. Did you read the book you bought?"
'Book?'
"Oh.. I forgot about it actually, I guess it would help."
Though you really started to doubt it in the back of your mind.
"Read it. If nothing works maybe try bringing him over to my place."
"How would that help?" you asked.
"Maybe seeing my Sansy would help clam him down."
"Maybe. Okay well I have to find that book. TTYL."
"Later."
You hang up your phone and go back inside, only to find Edgy out of his cage once more. Staring up at you from his spot on the on your bed.
"Why do you keep getting out?"
Edgy growled at you.
"maybe it's cuz I'm starving!" he roared.
You look at the feed bowl in his tank. It's empty. Again.
"You sure do go though mustered quickly. Is there anything else you'd like?"
"NO!" He shouted. Making sure to glow his red eyes at you in a threatening manner.
You jumped. The little beast had scared you on purpose, a smirk was now visible on his face.
"That's it!" You shouted. His smirk fell.
"Your on a time out!" You picked him up by his hooded jacket and placed him back in the tank, making sure the lid was secure and sealing the edges with duck tape.
"you can't do this!" he shouted.
"Yes I can! I will not be bullied and bossed around in my own home by a little brat!"
Edgy's face looked shocked.
"but I'm still hungry!"
"I fed you an hour ago. Until you settle down and act like a good little skely you can forget about seconds." You crossed your arms and left the room to look for the book.
Edgy cursed at you banging on the glass demanding to be let out.
After a few hours you found the book. It was small but held basic knowledge for the pet skeletons. Flipping through it you found the chapter you were looking for.
If your bitty is misbehaving. You can try time outs as a form of punishment. Do not try this if you have a Cherry. It will only make his anxiety worse.
'Wow there's a bitty with anxiety?' you thought. Then you noted the silence in the house.
Getting up, going to your room. You peeked your head in. Edgy had stopped his temper tantrum. He was lying on the bed facing away from you. Walking over you heard little sniffs.
He was crying.
"Edgy?" he jumped at the sound of your voice. Sitting up rubbing his eyes. He looked up at you.
"Are you ready to clam down now?"
He nodded standing up, looking down at his feet. You remove the tape and lift the lid grabbing his bowl and filling it with mustered. As you set it back down Edgy grabs onto your fingers with his, and pulls himself to your hand hugging it.
'I'm sorry." He mumbles pushing his face into your hand. You pick him up.
"It's okay. Just don't be mean to me."
You let him cuddle your hand for as long as he wants.