Cute Benny From Sandlot Novels & Stories

He had wrapped the blanket around him tightly to keep him warm. "Alison. What's yours?" I tilted my head at him. The boy smiled at me. His eyes seemed to light up. "I'm Benny and I'm five! That's this many," Benny said, holding up a hand. He showed me five fingers and I smiled at him as I nodded. "That's really good Benny. Can you tell me what you were doing out here all by yourself?" I asked him. Benny frowned at me and looked around. He seemed confused. "I—I don't know. I can't remember. I woke up and the storm was pushing me over. I grabbed that tree and hugged tight. Mummy always told me to stay still when I got lost," Benny told me. I nodded at him.

He was also the most obedient child and over-intelligent for his age, grasping knowledge at an alarming rate. Megan was never worried about him when in the park as Benny was very well trained and wouldn't engage in conversation with adult strangers. In case of any sign of danger, he would quickly rush to his mother. He had a whole collection of dried flowers in the room that were displayed in a book. He would name them and arrange them according to the seasons collected and would look at them, carefully placing them back as he reminded his mother when he had picked them. To Benny, everything had a story that he would turn into a tale of bad guys and superheroes who would come to save the day

His eyes looked scary and wolfish ready for the hunt. Blade really needs to take extra precautions and get someone with better muscles like the silent guy who hit Benny. He looked like someone who knew what he was doing. “So, Red, what do you have hiding inside that coat?” he moved his face even closer. “Don’t you think it’s a little too hot to be having that massive thing wrapped around you?” “We don't want any trouble,” Benny groaned. He was sweet, but right now, I needed him to be like that muscled guy. “Why don’t you let us go, and maybe the boss will arrange something for the both of you for your trouble?”

My stomach wanted to growl when I imagined the sandwich I ate in a village when I was in Chile. "We're almost here, you can eat too." Bennet's is close, it will take about three hours. I just rolled my eyes and inhaled Bennet's scent. If there's one thing I'm obsessed with, it's Bennet's smell. I just love his minty and chocolatey scent. Reminds me of... Dynamite Candy. Saraaap "You enjoy the smell of my armpits?" said Bennett. I looked up at him and saw that he was smirking again. I grinned too. "It smells! Can I live there?"

I affirmed. Once he drifted off to sleep in his seat, I stood up and moved toward the rear of the cabin to meet Benny. "Benny!" I crouched beside him, lifting his head slowly like it was going to fall off. His skin was clammy and with my heart racing, I watched as his eyes fluttered open. "What happened?" I muttered. Right now, I could see through him, he wasn't pretending. He grimaced, grabbing my arm so he could prop himself up, "There was a rod back at the tunnel, it caught my side but I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to delay the plan..."

Benny is sitting on Roman's left, Andrei is sitting on his right, the twins are giving Coach hell, and Slate is tucked away in a corner with his own laptop. Benny keeps asking me questions about my classes and being his normal sunshiny self while Roman grunts along. He's got everyone else fooled with his tough guy attitude, but I'm learning it's because if he lets too many people in, then he has more people that he'll care about and worry over.

That guest bed would remain untouched, pristine, unused—while Benny, the little cuddle monster, claimed the middle of mine like a prince. I brought him snacks—apple slices, a juice box, some pretzels—and a bottle of water for myself. We settled in to watch a cartoon movie about a brave space dog and his shy robot friend. Benny was narrating every scene before it happened, explaining what was “about to go down” with the kind of intensity most people reserved for action thrillers. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out, expecting a text. It was a video call from Colton.

“Aрrіl it’s me, Cаrrіе. Honey іt’ѕ going tо be okay. I need you to come wіth mе.” She turnѕ away frоm me. I kеер trуіng. “Aрrіl. Yоu hаvе tо lіѕtеn tо me, hоnеу. Benny nееdѕ уоu. Remember уоur dоg, Benny? Hе іѕ still in Iоwа аnd Bеnnу mіѕѕеѕ you ѕо much. We аll mіѕѕ уоu.”

Bento ran off across the yard and I laughed at his efforts to look for the object as if it were the most important thing in the world, coming out all proud with Scooby in his mouth the moment he found it. "So far I don't know what I did wrong, but anyway, I'm not going to get into these ridiculous discussions anymore. I can't afford it (...)" as I waited for Benedict to return from his Scooby-Doo hunt, I heard John's familiar deep voice from afar sounding grumpy.