Chapter 4: Sausage Thief
"Meh...!" Nick froze and a weird sound slipped out of his throat. The bear cub's almost pitch-black eyes looked like they were staring straight into his soul. Nick couldn't move. He looked at the tentacle hovering over his shoulder.
'Help me,' he mouthed.
The tentacle looked at him before following his gaze to the bear cub at his feet. It reached down.
Nick thought it would take it away. Instead, it rubbed the bear cub's head and patted it gently.
The bear cub strangely enough leaned into the tentacle's pats.
Nick wasn't sure what to do now. He could only stare at the tentacle treating the bear cub like an ordinary pet.
'I guess it's no different than a dog to it,' Nick thought, realizing that to the tentacle monster in his basement, it didn't matter much whether it was a bear or a dog. Even to him, a bear cub alone wasn't that dangerous.
He was just a little scared of bears. Moreover, where there was a bear cub, there was a mama bear.
Nick slowly moved away from the bear to try and look out through the front door. He didn't see any other bears. He glanced back into the kitchen.
The bear cub standing on two legs and reaching for the tentacle hanging just out of its reach was pretty cute.
Nick sighed.