Phineas
The whole ordeal had lasted less than two days. It was night when Bellidor had taken me; it was evening again when Moon had killed it. I'd seen the two of them fighting; it had escaped the cage that Moon had found for it in the basement, and I'd thought it was going to come after us. But Moon had kept it away from us, and eventually she'd pinned it down and killed it. I hadn't been able to watch that. She'd cut its head off and thrown the rest of it in the woods. She'd told me Bellidor wouldn't be after me again.
I was grateful for that.
We'd invited her for dinner after that, but she had declined, telling us that just a loaded box of burritos from the Krazy Taco in town would do. She'd said she hadn't had tacos in years and that she'd call it even after that. I'd told her that we wanted to get to know her a little more, maybe get to be friends, even, but she'd immediately rejected the idea. She said she didn't see the point, really, since she was still planning to move away from Danville soon anyway, and that she wouldn't get to see us anymore.
When I asked her where she was moving to, she didn't seem to want to talk about it. She said she didn't need any friends, either, even if she was going to stay here. She'd take Khalia (she'd named the little creature that) with her to keep it safe, but she didn't want any friends since she said she didn't like them.
I thought she would make a good friend, but Marissa and Candace both agreed that they didn't like her. They said she was dangerous and that we should probably just leave her up on that house on the hill. Even I had to admit she was weird, but that was okay. She'd saved my life twice already, so she couldn't be that bad.
Right?
Coming soon: Biggest Brawn in Town (one-shot)