Cute Benny From Sandlot Novels & Stories

We found Benny in his usual spot at the docks, perched on a stack of crates with a cigarette dangling from his lips and a flask in his hand. His wiry frame was silhouetted against the setting sun, his face shadowed beneath his ratty old ball cap. He looked up as we approached and killed our bikes, his eyes narrowing slightly before recognition kicked in. “Talon Nash,” he drawled, “to what does this old man owe the pleasure?” I dismounted my bike and walked over to him, Dex and Norris flanking me like shadows. “Benny,” I said, nodding. “We need to talk.”

The young wolf blinked. “The injured man.” “Oh. Benny. His name is Benny.” “How far are the docks?” “Four minutes. I have a cart outside.” “Then let’s go.” I snapped the kit shut and straightened. Camille was already pulling on shoes. Benny was a big man, which was both helpful and not. Helpful because it meant he hadn’t been completely crushed by whatever had landed on him. Not helpful because moving him was going to be a conversation. He was sitting propped against a dock post when we arrived, surrounded by four other workers who looked pale and not sure what to do. Theey were waiting for someone who knew what they were doing to show up.

I continue while digging my hands in my pockets until I find my wallet and pull it out. "Do you really think that will work?" Benny asks incredulously. "You would think a psychopath like him wouldn’t be that dumb." "He didn’t even bother to clear our pockets when he brought us in here," I point out. "So don’t say he isn’t dumb. Now, let’s give this a try."

After ending the call, Kael leaned back in the driver’s seat, letting his thoughts go blank. Memories rushed in like a movie montage. But in the end, all that replayed in his head was that one phrase: Kael was just a stand-in for Atlas. He took a few deep breaths to calm down. Just then, Benny Dawson texted, asking him out for drinks. Normally, he wouldn’t even consider it, but tonight he said yes without hesitation. Why? Because Benny was exactly as his name suggested—friendly, reliable, and someone who always stuck around. They first met in high school, when Benny was often the target of bullies because of his size. One day, Kael and Naomi happened to witness it.

He shifted in his seat a little. “Now that everyone’s here, we have some news.” Ford said. Everyone watched him intently. Ford had been going through the motions for the last few weeks, but wasn’t contributing. This sudden change gave me hope that he was coming back. It scared the hell out of me when Ford started talking about killing himself. I wanted to be with him, but not like that. Never like that. “Benny can talk to Madison.” Ford told them. “He’s been trying to bring her marshmallows, because he’s not big enough to make hot chocolate. Benny figured taking them would make her happy. He decided to take his sister and have marshmallows with her. That’s why he’s been so persistent this we

“There’s one half of it and here’s the other.” Ben nods. “If this is the last cookie in the entire world, who would you give this half and the other one?” Landon asks. Ben hums while staring at a smiling Landon before he points his forefinger at the first half, “For mommy.” I smile as I listen to him. Landon smiles widely, “Good choice, Benny.” Ben high fives Landon. “How about this one?” Landon questions. Ben looks confused. “This other half resembles your ear, bubsy.” Landon teases.

Dylan replied in a nervous voice. “You assistant boy?” Riven asked with a chuckle. “My little brother” Dylan corrected, but he didn’t seem to mind Riven’s joke. “Bro, sorry, am I late again?” I heard Benny’s cute voice. Benny was same age as Caleb. He had coco brown hair and grey colored eyes. I remember him because when Dylan visited Arizona with Benny, I spent most of my time with Benny when Dylan, Tyler and other Alphas were busy hunting. “Nope, you are just on time”, Dylan replied in a polite voice.

"Thanks for stopping by, I really appreciate it. I don't really know anyone else here besides you and Belinda." Dotty huffed, clearly annoyed for a split second before returning to her happy-go-lucky exterior. "I told him to show you around and introduce you to more of the pack, but he won't listen to me. I hope you'll forgive him – Benny is truly terrible when it comes to females. He's a paranoid workaholic, and I don't mean to offend you, but he didn't expect to find his mate anytime soon." I took in her words before pausing, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. "Um, Benny?" I questioned the juvenile nickname, watching as Dotty's smile intensified.

"By the time i go back home. I will be a different woman... And look it" "Oh well, Penny. I dare say there's nothing wrong with you that a little country air, good food and sleep won't put right" Penny allowed aunt Ann to tuck a blanket round her knees and plump up the cushions behind her back. "Comfy?" aunt Ann asked. "Indeed I am. Where's Benny?" Penny asked "In the garden with your uncle. He's trying to teach him to retrieve" said aunt Ann "as if a puppy that age could understand"

Her uncle Benny was dying right before her and she could not save him. Benny turned to Aspen and gave her one last bloody smile. “Thank you for being a good big sister.” With that, his hands fell and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. “Uncle Benny!” Chase and Cathy shook him as they cried. Floyd just stood and watch then cry over him. Benny had been a good uncle to them. He had taken care of them when he needed to. He had made sure he came to see his sister every weekend when he was free from work. They spoke after Floyd had helped him get released from prison weeks ago. He had done one last good thing before he gave up. Anita was not the one who wanted to end the entire game. Benny wa