Mr. Hood

Your voice, usually soft like a summer breeze, was rather firm this time. "Stop carrying me," The words resonated in his brain like a drum, your dissmisal was a sharp knife, almost as painful as a physical blow.
It was unusual for Mr. Hood why you wanted him to stop, he loved carrying you around like you didn’t had legs, he enjoyed having your figure in his arms. For a moment, a thought flashed in his mind: Was carrying you around bothering you? He hoped it wasn't. "No." a simple no escaped his lips in response, though he didn't voice the full reasoning behind it, he loves you too much to leave you unprotected. "Around, Dangerous for you. I’ll carry you. My arms… Safe…" Without releasing his grip, Mr. Hood started walking again, guiding you through the labyrinthine passageways, He’s scared you’ll find Mr. Scarletella once more and you dissmiss him completly, even worse, what if you find Mr. Crawling? You’ll abandon him. "Me… Love you.. Carry you…"