Monster Has Actually Almost Fallen Asleep When The Mechanic Came In. "...Arron, What Are You Doing Here?"

Monster has actually almost fallen asleep when the mechanic came in. "...Arron, what are you doing here?" he asked in a both concerned and stern voice. "Don't you know what day it is? Or night I guess."

Arron had been working on the wiring in the walls when he heard the clinking of chains. He paused & went to investigate. He soon found the werehog in question. 

"M-Monster... Are y-you... alright.." he asked.

Oh god that was delicious! "More please." Somewhere behind him his tail tried to wag, but it kept hitting the wall and making a light thumping noise. And as she got more cookies, suddenly Monster growled out-of-the-blue, leaving even him surprised by it. It was at that moment Monster was snapped back into reality, and he stared at Amy with a sudden seriousness. "Get out."

Open RP- Night of the WereMonster

She grabbed two cookies walking towards him pressing one against his lips surprised on how fast he munched it down, she then gave him another one they were both gone instanly. “wow i got to make more cookies for you” she joked,still amazed.

...Really Arron? Monster just stared at him, slightly annoyed. "It's a full moon, Arron. You'd think you'd keep track of this stuff after all the havoc in the past..."

"Why… it-it is a… Fri-Friday…" he said densely. The mechanic did not always catch a hint, & was most of the time oblivious to danger.

"Wh-Why are you… ch-chained… up..?" he asked.

Back at the workshop, Tails was temporarily boarding up the hole in the wall when he heard the sounds of the pursuit, and looked over to see the human being chased by the werehog. Luckily the fox had enough common sense to have brought some silver with him, and quickly rushed to Arron's side, quickly slipping a silver bracelet onto his hand. "Inside, quick!"

The metal bent nearly in two, but it gave Arron enough of a chance to dart away from the beast. He was running out of ideas, but he managed to pick up a few rocks. Arron continued to run back to the house from whence they came.

Sweetie? Cutie? Hugs?! This is far too much sweetness for a werehog to handle at the moment, so he just kind of looks away all flustered, and whispers in a higher-pitched voice "I-I-I'm ok-kay..."

Open RP- Night of the WereMonster

She titled her head taking a step closer “Well do yah want a hug cutie?” she asked with a small smile.

*Is not a fan of fangs being bared at him* ;;;>A< Um, w-well, I'm an alternate... but I guess I'm new, we've n-never met...

-Growls and sniffs at the Werehog-

ono;;;; Uh… *swallows dryly* H-hey there.