Yes I made another skeleton. Yes he is a cow plant. Yes he is a big boy.

He's only dangerous when he's hungry. I hope the art is there..-_-

But regardless, I adore him. And I've been drawing him all day since I made him.

Enjoy~!

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Being friends with The Outcasts meant lots of adventure and stupid shit. With five skeletons who were mixed with something else, it was hard to be normal.

Well, Fear was the only normal one. Then again, you were at that point where a four foot tall spider was normal.

The point is, you crashed on their couch more times than you could count. Not that they minded, they always welcomed you with tons of hugs.

You, Hallow and Asher would have movie marathons. Popcorn would be everywhere, sometimes even in Asher's hair.

How did skeletons even have hair? You weren't going to question it. It was probably because Asher was a werewolf.

Hallow was pretty laid back, he'd keep you company whenever you stayed up late. Hallow was chill and went with the flow.

Asher was sweet, he wasn't afraid to be your shoulder to cry on. If you needed someone to rant to or talk to, Asher was there for you. He was also warm, one of the warmest. You've slept in his lap more times than you could count.

Cupid was like a little wife. Cupid loved baking for you, and sending things home with you when it was time for you to go back home. The angel was loving and super sweet like the pink in his eyes.

Fear was quiet. He kept to himself and read most of the time. You two would hang out in the library, just reading quietly and drinking his own brewed tea. Fear was hard to warm up to, but when you broke down his defences, he was rather pleasant to be around. He was also smarter than anyone else in the house.

Often he'd have to 'dumb' down his language for any of them to understand. And it always made you laugh.

Lockheart was.. Well his usual angry self. Lockheart was a d*ck most of the time. Always cursing in everything he says, or complaining. The edge lord was an aggressive type, but he'd never hurt anyone unless he had to. But he never failed to make you laugh with his insults.

But, it was starting to get cold out. And Cupid's plants were starting to wither.. You knew he hated this time of year, he worked so hard on his garden and he hated to see it go with the snow.

Unlike Asher, who was covered in his warm winter coat of fur.

Or Hallow who was fine with the cold.

Or Lockheart who had a constant fire burning in his soul, who even melted the snow around him.

Cupid was sensitive to the cold. As soon as October hit, Cupid wore his jacket inside no matter if the heat was on or not.

Fear always wore his coat, and he never went outside when it was cold. He got cold easily to, but could handle it more than the angel could. At least he didn't have a job that required him to leave the house all the time like the angel.

"Cupid are you sure you aren't sick?" You ask him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm alright y/n! I'm just more colder than everyone else.. Besides Flurry of course." Cupid giggles, rubbing his arms. "It doesn't help that Hallow is so cold.." He shakes his head. "I think I'm gonna call Igniter over."

"Cupid I was going to ask you, how does your garden look so great? Its fall.. Shouldn't your flowers be.. Wilting? Or be dried up?" You ask, looking out the kitchen window.

The garden was far back behind the mansion, yet it looked better than ever. Even with the nippy weather outside.

"Oh, I hired a gardener. He really has a green thumb! I don't know what he's doing, but its working!" Cupid replies, taking a sip of his hot chocolate.

"At this rate, they'll probably be blossoming in the snow."

"Yeah, I think so too! I have no idea how he isn't cold, he just wears his flannel and a pair of overalls. He's not fluffy like Asher, but I guess all monsters handle the cold differently." The angel shrugs his shoulders.

"Do you think I could meet him? See what his secret is?" You ask.

"I don't see why not. He doesn't talk much at all, and umm.. If you see a cake please don't eat it!" Cupid warns you, handing you a spare coat.

"Why the hell would their be a cake out in the garden?" You lift a brow, putting on the coat and your boots.

"Just.. Don't ask. And don't eat it if you see it." Cupid sighs, pinching the bridge of his non nose.

"Okay then.. I'll be right back."

The angel nods his head as you walk out the back door. He shuts it behind you then goes back to stand by the oven to stay warm.

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Fallen leaves crunched under your feet as you walked across the yard, being mindful of the many gnomes Cupid owned as to not trip on or break any of them.

Asher sent you a wave as you walked passed him, he was picking up fallen limbs and sticks for the fire pit tonight.

You waved back to him with a smile. He was quite handy, he worked on the cars if any of them were having trouble. And he did most of the yard work.

You ducked under the hedge archway and entered the garden. It was even more beautiful every time you entered it.

Many apple trees pinned the outskirts of it, many topiary bushed all trimmed nicely, not a single leaf out of place. Some were even shaped like hearts.

The fountain sparkled in the sun light, the water slightly pink, rose petals floating in it. A few pennies sat at the bottom, which makes you wonder who made a wish.

A few of the benches needed to be repainted, the cold causing the paint to chip. Although it was chilly and the middle of November, the flowers looked as if it was the middle of April!

Cupid was right, this new gardener was doing something right. He was better than Mari, probably even more so than Aspen.

You heard a bell? It sounds like a cow bell ringing? It didn't sound too far from you either. And you heard the trudging of hooves.

That was probably the new gardener.

You tucked your hands into your pockets and followed the sound of hooves and bells.

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Finally, you had found them by the garden shed. They were tall.. Probably taller than Hallow, but their horns made them appear taller.

Cupid was spot on. The gardener were an orange gingham shirt with the sleeves rolled up. A pair of blue overalls, the legs ripped at the ends. He was also, wide and stocky.

He was looking over the garden tools, and seed packets. He had a long tail...? With a leaf at the end of it?

His back was to you, so you couldn't get a good look at his face. Upon his skull was leaves? Which almost looked like hair. His skull had splotched of black which looked as if someone threw paint on him.

Your eyes widen when you see his thick muscular legs. They looked like a cows legs, or a bulls. They ended in hooves, hooves that were bigger then a dinner plate.

You couldn't imagine what would happen if he kicked someone. It could kill someone if he kicked them!

He kind of looked like a Minotaur. But instead of a bull, he was a Holstein steer.

"Hey.. Are you the new gardener?" You decided to make yourself known, you didn't want to sneak up behind him and scare him. He would probably kick you.

He turns and looks down at you in curiosity. His skull was a little bigger too, he had adorable floppy cow like ears on the sides of his head, one had a golden earring the other had a yellow tag.

His eyes were a light sherbet orange, glowing slightly, pupils a littler larger to. He had the same black splotches on his face, but what caught your eye was the cute under bite he had. H

Two little fangs stuck out from his bottom 'lip'. He had a big yellow bell around his neck and a pair of gardening gloves on his hands, which rested on his wide hips.

And lastly, he had a large nose ring like a bull would have.

He tilted his head.

"Oh! I'm y/n, a friend of Cupid's. I stay with the guys from time to time, I just wanted to see who was taking such good care of the garden. Its looks amazing by the way." You nervously smile.

His cheeks flush a light tangerine. And he nods his head.

He hasn't said a word to you. Maybe he was mute?

"You're welcome. Um.. What's your secret? All of my plants have died with this cold." You sigh, walking up to him.

Now that you were next to him, he looked even bigger.. How much did he weigh? What if he fell on you? Your head barely made it to his chest.

"So, what's your name?" You ask him, following the steer out into the batch of roses. He pushed a wheelbarrow full of fresh dirt, it looked rich and kind of.. Fluffy?

Odd.

"....Milo." He replies, his voice was a little deep. And he had a cute southern drawl.

Your eyes widened at his voice.. It was pleasant.. Surly not what you expected. "Wow.. Cupid said you didn't talk."

He shakes his head and kneels down to the rose planter boxes, scooping the fresh dirt in his hands and gently laying it in the flower beds. Before your eyes, the roses perked up instantly.

"Not much of a talker?" You kneel next to him. "You'll.. Tell me if I'm bothering you, right?"

He nods his head, running his phalanges along the petals, checking their color. "....Not.. Bothering.."

"Okay good! I was afraid I was.. Distracting you! Um.. Where are you from?" For a skeleton as big as he was, he was very gentle with the flowers.

".....Tennessee." He replies, getting back on his.. Hooves? Wiping the dirt off his hands.

"Really? What brings you out here then?"

"Job." He says, grabbing an apple from one of the trees. "...And...lack of friends." He takes a bite of the apple, taking a large chunk out of it.

Your smile drops. A big lug like him didn't have friends..? He's been nothing but nice to you.

"Milo, how come you don't have any friends?" You ask him, resting a hand on his shoulder in an effort to comfort him.

He shakes his head. "I.. Scare them." Milo shrugs his shoulders "...its okay though.. I don't mind.."

You let out a sad sigh.. I mean yes he was large and looked rather intimidating.. But if anyone took the time to know him they would like him. You did.

"..I'm sorry."

"....not your fault.." Milo pats your back with his big gloved hand. "...don't be.. sorry."

"I still feel bad."

Milo looks down at the ground for a moment. "....here.." He plucks one of the yellow roses and hands it to you, it only had a couple of thorns.

Your cheeks flush a little. "Thank you Milo, that's sweet of you." You smile.

"Human.. Smile more.." He gently pinches your cheek. "...back to work.. See you.. Soon." He smile's, showing off his cute fangs.

The steer takes his leave, sending you one last wave before disappearing behind the shrubs.

You bashfully smile and tuck the rose behind your ear, once you remove the thorns.

You leave the garden with a warmth in your chest, and a blush on your cheeks.

Once he made sure you were gone, he made his way to the front yard, waiting by the mail box.

A enticing chocolate cake waiting by the front gate, hidden in the bushes was the red eyes of a hungry beast.

End..? I hope you enjoyed! I love you all! If you want to draw him, feel free too! Just credit me please!