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toothianaandbabytooth said: "*muffled screaming*"

inyournightmaresandfears:

"Oh please, what’s the use of all that yelling really?" Pitch huffs as he tightens the binds around her wrists behind her back. His lips casually brush against her ear as he continued to talk.
“If I wanted to hear you scream I wouldn’t have put the tape over your mouth.”

The knife quickly got pulled out of his grip and tumbled out and across the wood to the chair. In the process of getting the knife knocked out of his possession, it grazed the top portion of his palm.

Sucking in a quick breath, Pitch started to scramble after the knife.

Tooth’s eyes landed on the knife, than to the psycho as he made a move for it. She quickly used the tattered umbrella to try and trip the man. He may have a longer stride than her, but she was quick for her size. She bolted for it, diving at it when close enough. 

She managed to get her hands around it, slamming into the underside of the chair. She scrambled to turn and face the man, back propped on the chair, fitting comfortably between the feet of it, blade ready as she tried to control her breathing.

"I Swear to the moon I will castrate you if you get any closer" she warned in her song like voice. "My Papa didn’t raise no fool…. Now just…just let me out of here and maybe….Maybe I won’t press charges…"
She was a frightened little bird…but she had talons like hell.

Pitch gave a snort. Stubborn as he was, he knew that knife would do damage but every part of him wanted to keep going. He was so close but that damn knife was now in the way. Pitch did the only thing he could and backed off, but he wasn’t going to give up the keys or their location. No, she was going to have to pry that away from him.

Then a thought hit him and he darts out of the kitchen and downstairs into the basement. It wasn’t just the thought of the keys, it was the hope of getting a weapon to match. A way to overpower her.

//just a heads up. The threads I’m in currently should take time, especially the one for toothianaandbabytooth. So I apologise if it takes me a butt-load of time to reply.
//However feel free to bug pitch, give head cannons, or anything similar.

gonna be lurking about on my Eddie blog uvu

toothianaandbabytooth said: "*muffled screaming*"

inyournightmaresandfears:

"Oh please, what’s the use of all that yelling really?" Pitch huffs as he tightens the binds around her wrists behind her back. His lips casually brush against her ear as he continued to talk.
“If I wanted to hear you scream I wouldn’t have put the tape over your mouth.”

Tooth’s head whipped up a the snarl, and she gave a squeak, quickly ducking around the other side of the chair, hands readying on the umbrella

Pitch stormed over, flinging the chair over to the side a swiping at her with the knife. He tried to aim for her arms or shoulders, or even if he was relatively lucky her neck or chest.
As soon as the chair had went flying, Tooth quickly popped open the umbrella, blocking her from his view and providing a bit of a shield. The blade sliced through the fabric til it hit metal. She then spun in, trying to knock the knife out of his hand and away, or at least into her hands.
The knife quickly got pulled out of his grip and tumbled out and across the wood to the chair. In the process of getting the knife knocked out of his possession, it grazed the top portion of his palm.

Sucking in a quick breath, Pitch started to scramble after the knife.

thestaffoffrost said: "Pitch, can I have one of your Nightmares? I'm making a magic petting zoo."

Pitch snorts before giving a laugh,
“No. Not unless I get a profit or otherwise.”

askthejackfrost:

"We don’t have to be alone, Jack!"

askthejackfrost:

"We don’t have to be alone, Jack!"

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