Lullaby P.O.V

I layed in the snow that surrounded me, being flooded with thoughts as I layed in the freezing snow. It was cold, and it was currently storming. That just added to it and I tried to think of comforting thoughts. "Warm fuzzy thoughts" as they call it.

What's warm and fuzzy.....dang it I can only think of one thing...hypnotic was fuzzy and warm. He would cuddle me when I was cold even if I scratched him or bit him. I couldn't understand for the love of murder why he was so nice to me. I hurt him, I insulted him, I told him I hated him yet he stuck around.

But why...maybe because he knew I didn't really mean everything I said. Wait why wouldn't I mean it....oh come on me admit that we like him a little bit. Why am I talking to myself? Oh well. Nothing to do but freeze out here. Might as well occupy myself...

For some reason thinking of that white xeno brought a warm feeling to my heart almost helping me ignore the cold outside. What in the hell did that xeno do to me.