Masky X Toby X Hoodie の小説・ストーリー

“Oh, they are just the best! They’re very efficient at what they do. And so polite, too.” “Woman, have you been talking to other men behind my back?” he pretended to appear offended, which made Marjorie giggle. “Men? Only one, darling. You said ‘boys.’” Toby had to tune them out unless he wanted to puke. Instead, he studied the boy several feet across from him. He would have never guessed the kid belonged to Marjorie. Dark red hair, blue-green eyes, and freckles – none of which the mother possessed. He was quite small and scrawny for an eleven-year-old, or maybe Toby was bigger than he should be. Being on the football and baseball team in school would do that to a growing boy.

Toby scoffed, pushing his way through the wolves crowding around me. I smiled at him in confusion before noticing the blindfold in his hand. Expertly, he secured it over my eyes and led me to my room in the packhouse. I plopped down on the bed as he tore through my closet after removing the blindfold. The huffs coming from inside told me he wasn’t happy with any of my wardrobe. He finally settled on a teal, a line dress that stopped at my knees, paired with my only black flats. “This will have to do.” Toby said, shoving the dress into my hands. “Now go shower and change while I get ready in my own room.”

Her squad started to set up while Timothy was bounded on the trunk of a tree. "Alec, can you distribute the content of the bag?" Khloe directed, earning clueless looks from us. Alec frowned as he peaked inside the garbage bag before he took out a black fabric. One by one, he tossed them to us which likely a robe or something before he revealed a creepy rabbit mask. "I heard you love rabbits," Khloe said, smirking at Tiana. "As a symbol of your revenge, we're going to wear those masks." Allison chuckled while Tiana's eyes glowed in excitement.

Xyla finally nodded. Right then, the door opened… Josh Batton slowly walked into the living room… At this moment, Josh was wearing a light-blue, short-sleeved jacket with a white T-shirt on the inside. He was also wearing a pair of light-blue jeans. His short, dense hair was parted in a ratio of three to seven, and his bangs were blown into a heart shape on his forehead. A black mask covered most of his face. However, even so, it still couldn’t conceal his handsome and refreshing look.

“I suppose we will find out soon enough—Yes, I have what I need,” Xavier said. Another explosion lit up the dark sky and this time it was aimed at the fisher’s boat. Cole cursed. “Well, let’s rock and roll,” Cole muttered under his breath and wore a ski mask and smart earplugs before pulling out from his backpack some high-tech mask that was somewhat like a luchador bane mask. He wore it for Isabelle, making her wear earplugs to block explosive noises as well.

Like she was empty of tears. "The mask was a gift from my mom, someone I thought I lost long before I lost my dad, I survived with an injury on my face that the doctors said would scar me. Everyone hated me after that, for taking away their alpha, for being weak and ugly." Lennox's hand came around her and held her close as she exposed more of herself. "The mask was a way of hiding my face so I don't disgust people but more than that it was what helped me stay close to my parents even when the wound was gone, I couldn't be without the mask."

Edward sighed as he accepted the fact that he had to explain his identity when Andrea burst out in tears. "My head hurts so much and I feel so cold. Everyone hates me…" Andrea cried as she held her head. Edward used this time to wear his masquerade mask before walking towards her. "Stay calm and go take your bath. I called a doctor to take care of you." He said as he sat beside her. *What's the use of wearing the mask when she already saw your face?* He asked himself, but disregarded it to focus on persuading her to take her bath.

Tim fired back. “Yeah, yeah. Thanks for the compliment.” Toby grabbed the hoodie of the unknown, too. The fighter pulled the cap down a little bit more. He was about to leave through the window when Tim stopped him. “What do you want to do?” Tim asked. He could not help but worry about his friend. Merely hours ago, Toby had texted him, asking if he could get Toby some clothes. Used clothes. The dirtier the better. And it had to be from someone in the pack.

Pockmark Mask now. ***

Even in his cat mask, he looked pretty hot. Xander.