I'm Boris and I'm the terrible flirt's brother. I feel a tap, turn around and see a smaller version of Cup and a wolf. I place my hands on my hips and strike a sassy pose. "Why hello gorgeous, is this fiend bothering you?"Ĭuphead rolls his eyes. This person is about eye level with my mouth and his head curves to a kinda of crescent moon. I giggle and as I'm about to reply to the compliment, another person slides in front of Cuphead. "Wow that's just a little creepy, but that's overcompensated by the fact that you're pretty hot." So I was coming out here to see if I could bump into any of you and low and behold I bump into you, Cuphead." "My name is (Y/N) and I've heard a lot about you, your brother and the two you're chasing. I look up and see a guy with a cup as his head. "Whoa there, don't need you getting a concussion." I wave goodbye, walk out the door and straight into a solid six-pack. "Oh (Y/N) may you have mercy on those boys." I'm going to go see if I can 'bump into' either of these older brothers." Oh the names, the older one is Cuphead and the younger one is Mugman." The younger brother is too precious, he really wants to be friends with Boris. Or at least that's what he's supposed to do, but I don't think he actually wants to. "Well at least the older one is here to stop the others. "Stranger than a small old cat running a bakery?" Now these two look like actual brothers, but man do they look strange." That illness took so many of my friends." I dunk the donut in the coffee and take a bite. They're here to find some machine parts to an Ink Machine that will cure the mysterious Ink Illness that's been going around." The funny thing is that he's half the size of his younger brother Boris, the wolf, it's kinda cute. The demon is Bendy, he's a real ladies man and a huge flirt. She eats her donut and leans back nonchalantly. "Wow, that's the most we've had in a while. Four of them to be exact, two sets of brothers."
She grabs a couple of donuts and two coffees, then walks around to a table. "Oh you know it dearie!" (Anyone who can name a male character who says dearie a lot is instantly my best friend and I will draw them anything, within reason of my awful drawing skills) The small old woman starts to bounce and gets the most mischievous look.
I walk into the shop and a cheery voice greets me. I walk to the bakery and wave to various people on the way. I love this small town and know everyone here. I walk out of my apartment and head into town.
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